Chapter 8

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"Come on." Thomas came back with a bottle of water and grabbing Zaide's hand, he dragged Zaide up the stairs and into his room.

Closing the door behind them, Thomas flopped down on the bed.

Zaide giggled. "You're tired?"

Thomas smiled closing his eyes. "You've no idea." He sighed. "Come here."

Thomas patted the space on the bed beside him.

Zaide lay down, but keeping some distance between them, fearing that Thomas might hear his loud hearbeat.

Thomas scooted closer to Zaide and took out his phone. Opening the camera, he took a photo of both of them.

"Delete it. I look ugly." Zaide covered his face quickly.

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