THE ONLY EXCEPTION (BOYXBOY)

Chapter Twelve: Declan

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Declan's POV:

After twenty minutes of scrubbing Julia gave up and sat down at the kitchen table defeated.
"Damn permanent marker.... damn Declan." She muttered as she glared at her ink stained fingers.
"Don't damn Declan sweetheart, you did this to yourself. Now Bry can you get me that red sharpie from my desk draw. It's time to give Julia her first tattoo." Ms. Thomas said. Everyone could see the the fear on Julia's face as she shot up from the chair and ran for the door. Tripping her up nicely Ms. Thomas grabbed her ankles and dragged her back.

"MOM!!! PLEASE DON'T!!!! I PROMISE I WON'T TRY TO GET PREGNANT ANY MORE!! I'LL BE A MODEL DAUGHTER, PLEASE!!! DON'T WRITE I HEART PUSSY ON MY FOREHEAD!!!" Julia screamed at the top of her lungs. Looking to us Ms. Thomas smiled serenely.

"Oh Declan..." I turned to her and jogged over. Handing me a small contain she winked.
"Lemon juice and apple cider vinegar. Use a wet sponge and it should come right off." I looked to the container then back to Ms. Thomas. I couldn't understand why she was giving this to me. I wasn't the one with 'Place Nut Here' on my forehead. She must have sensed my confusion because she pulled me into a brief hug.

"I'm happy for you and Micah, it took you both long enough." She said before disappearing back inside. Well... didn't see that one coming. Afterwards we left. Ginger and Laurie gave Megan a ride home while I took Micah around the corner to where he'd parked his car. He didn't want me spotting it and chickening out. I was about to head home when I remembered the container. Handing it to him I smiled and told him what Ms. Thomas said.

"So you don't want to help me with his?" He asked pointing to his forehead.
"You don't need any help Micah." I said. Pouting Micah leaned against his car and gave me the saddest puppy dog eyes I'd ever seen.
"Please... can you help me Declan...please..." I held out for three minutes before crumbling.
"Fine, but we'll do it at my house. It should be empty." I said heading for my car.

"Is sex all you can think about?" He asked me with a smirking grin on his face. Sex? What in the world was he talking about then I remember what I'd just said.
"You are so perverted." I tossed back at him. It was a fifteen minute ride to my house with Micah following the entire way. As predicted all the cars were gone from the driveway when we pulled up. Making it inside I hit the fridge then lead Micah upstairs to my room. I watched him walk around my room taking in everything.

To say I had OCD would be an understatement. He was about to pull a book from the shelf when I made a noise. Looking back at me he smiled.
"I noticed everything is grouped in alphabetical order then by height... didn't peg you for a neat freak." He said slipping the book from it's place. I swear I felt my heart hiccup. After reading the inside flaps he returned it to it's spot. Moving along he went on investigating my mom. I went to the shelf to make sure he'd put it back in the right place.

"You are such a nerd." He said behind me. Tossing him a bird I pulled off my sweaty shirt and tossed it into the hamper.
"I'll get a sponge and a towel." I said leaving him in my room. While in the bathroom I heard the downstairs garage door open then close. Pausing I listened further but couldn't pick up any other sounds.

"Probably nothing." I muttered to myself wetting the sponge a bit. Going back to my room I had Micah lie on the folded towel as I straddled his body. Dipping the sponge in the contain I went to work. Just like Ms. Thomas said it came right off.
"I wonder how long she'll let Julia panic before she tells her about this." I said. Lying there with his eyes closed Micah started grinning.