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Damien p.o.v.

Somebody walks into the house. He has brown hair, brown eyes, and creamy white skin. He's skinny and looks to be around his 20's, but many magical species look younger than they really are. He has an amuse expression on his face.

Another person walks from behind him looking angry too. He is about 17 and is blonde with blue eyes. he's taller and more muscular than the other guy. "I hate you," the boy yells.

"The feeling is mutual," the guy says back with a smirk. The two walk into the living room and the boy jumps on the couch.

"Why couldn't I have normal parents. Instead of grounding me, you humiliated me in front of my friends," the kid groans, covering his eyes.

The guy chuckles "Maybe this will teach you not to throw parties. Besides Liam, do you really want your mate to find out how bad you were in high school."

"I don't care," the boy grumbles.

The man sighs at, what I think is, his son. "Your father was the same way. He slept with so many woman. Also got a blowjob or two from a guy."

The covered his ears. "Ew, I don't want to here that."

"Well anyways, he now regrets it. He wishes he was a better man. He wasn't a bully or anything, but he wasn't an angel either."

"psh. I would never feel that way, even if I find my mate."

The father grins. "Even if it's Michael," he teases.

The blonde's face turns a little pink. "I-I don't care."

Another boy with raven black emo hair that covered his dark blue eyes walked in. He jumped on the couch with the blonde. "What don't you care about?"

The guy's grin gets bigger. "Well Michael, Liam doesn't care what anybody thinks. Even his mate."

Michael looks over at Liam. "Is that true Lee," the boy asks sadly.

Liam quickly shakes his head. "no Mikey, that isn't true. I care about what you think of me. You're my best friend," he smiles at the boy.

The smaller boy jumps onto Liam and hugs him. "Than how do you know you won't care about what your mate thinks."

"Because my mate isn't you. You're my best friend, till death do us part remember," the guy says.

The dad snorts and walks out of the room. "Not care my ass," he whispers to himself.

When he walks out of the room, I get to see his face better. When I see it, I recognize who he is. He's a little older, but he still looks like him. Eros Castillo.

Eros p.o.v.

I look around the room. It's a little kids room with all sports stuff everywhere and the blue painted walls. The door opens and I turn to look over. A small boy with blonde hair up in a foehawk runs in and hides under the bed. He looks to be around 5 years old.

"Come out come out where ever you are," a man says walking in. He has brown hair, brown eyes, and a really sexy beard. There's a small giggle from under the bed. "Mhm, where could Liam be." He walks over to the bed.

There's some more giggles as the little boy hides. The guy quickly goes under and snatches the boy up and puts him up. "Papa, that isn't fair. You heard me."

The guy chuckles. "you should have been quiet."

"Or.." the boy turns into a cloud of dust, leaving a stuffed toy in his father's hand. The dad looks around for the boy, but can't find him. "I could do that," the boy's voice says from the door.

The man looks over at his son and playfully glares at him. "Your daddy taught you that didn't he?"

The boy shrugs and runs out of the room. The guy smirks and follows his son. Though when he left, he kind of looked like...Damien.

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I don't remember when my bed has felt so good. It's hard, soft, and warm. My pillow starts rising and sinking slowly. I snuggle closer to pillow. I feel so safe and happy and good. I don't want this moment to end. Wait! When did my pillow start to rise and sink?

Crap! Did I turn my pillow alive in my sleep again? Last time I did that my pillow chased me around the room for a good ten minutes before I thought of a reversing spell.

Wait! Something is around my back holding me close. When did a pillow have hands and arm? Did I sleep with my giant teddy bear last night? I start to move my hands around and feel the objects biceps. When did teddy start working out? I then moved my hands down. When did a teddy bear have abs?

I open my eyes and stare at a bare chest and realize I'm not in my room. Did I lose my viginity? Wait. Then why doesn't my butt hurt? Did I top!? I never thought I would top especially for my first time. I also didn't think I would get drunk and lose it without remembering it.

I freeze when I feel something hard on my thigh. Please tell me this person sleeps with a 3D circular ruler. Wait! A ruler! Yep if I bottomed I would totally not be able to walk today. I am saying wait a lot.

I hear a groan from the person and they start moving around. I look up and to my horror I see the last person I would want to see. Damien. Crap did I lose my virginity to him.

"No you didn't lose your virginity."

Did I say that out loud?

He chuckles, "no when you slept we accidentally tap into a telepathic link. I don't know how but we did."

"Oh," I say.

"And thank you," he says with a smirk.

"For what?"

"oh nothing just about my 'ruler'" he says and I blush.

Thats when I realize we are still cuddled together. I try to jump off and out of his arms but all he does is hold me tighter while I squirm.

"I like it when you squirm for me" all that does is make me blush harder and hide my face in his chest.

"Shut up"

"Aww. You look so cute when you blush" God why did you invent blushing.

"Demon, Why am I in your bed cuddling," I ask.

It seemed to finally dawn on him, where we were. He looked around the room and shrugged. "The last thing I remember was the party."

I nod my head. "Yeah and then...you gave me the glimpse into the future potion." Wait if it was about my future than why did I see Damien in it.

"Oh yeah. That must have knocked us out cold," Damien realizes. He shrugs it off and gets out of bed.

All he is wearing is black lose underwear and damn, he looks hot. I blush when he turns around and smirks at me.

"Hurry up. We still need to get breakfast" he reminds me.

"Okay, um where are my clothes?" I ask while covering myself with his sheets and blushing. I just realized I'm only in my underwear too.

He chuckles and says, "your clothes are probably dirty from yesterday and it must have looked uncomfortable so they took them off and put them to get clean I think. Just wear something of mine."

I nod my head and try not to look at his body. All that will do is give me a ruler.

"I know I'm hot. You don't have to look away," he boast. I roll my eyes and try to hide my blush in the sheets.

" can you get me some clothes," I ask

"Why? Too shy to show me your body?" He says with a smirk.

"just give me some clothes," I say and he chuckles a little. He goes into his closet take out a short and a big sweatshirt and tosses it to me.

He then just stands there and waits for me. I don't want to change in front of him, so I wait too. When he sees my uncomfortableness he realizes what's going on. "I'll change in the bathroom and give you some privacy," he says while going to the ensuite in his bedroom.

I got out of bed and changed fast, I didn't know if he was telling the truth or not. The sweatshirt would have looked a little too big on him so on me it looked huge and it went to my lower thighs. I hate the shorts he picked out because they were a little shorter than my shorts so it looked like I wasn't anything underneath. I look at myself in the mirror to see how I look. Yep, it looks like I'm not wearing anything underneath. I pull the sweatshirt higher, but it didn't look good.

After I'm done I notice Damien standing in the bathroom doorway in pj plaid pants. He's biting his lip as he stares at my ass. I snap my fingers and point to my face. "My eyes are up here pervert."

He shakes his head a little and looks over at me. "But your ass is down there."

"Where are my clothes Demon," I ask quickly. That conversation was going to get really weird really fast.

"My mother must have took them to get clean," he says while we leave his room. "Now hurry up everybody is waiting for us," he continues.

I take a wrong turn in the palace and Damien had to grab my hand and pull me with him like a child. I tried to get out if it, but he wouldn't let me. After struggling a little I gave up. It actually didn't feel that bad holding his hand. I thought it would feel all ewy icky, but no it feels warm actually.

When we get to the doors to the dining room, he pushes it open, and we walk in. When they open everybody stares at us. Then I realize how this looks. Him without shirt, me with his sweatshirt and no pants, and our hands interlock. It looks like we slept together.

I feel all the color in my body drain and go towards my cheek. I stay frozen as people stared at us. Damien must have not cared, because he just dragged me over to a chair with our friends and sat me down. He then left me alone with them.

Everybody burst out in whispers and I had a feeling of what they were talking about.

"Wohoo. Somebody had some fun yesterday," Zane hoots.

My his my face in my hands. "We didn't do anything," I grumbled.

"Mhm. And that's why we found you two snuggling in the art room." Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh. Please tell me not everybody saw that. "It was the talk of the night. Jordan and I had to take you two back to his room. Did you guys wake up and do the freaky afterwards," Zane says wiggling his eyebrows.

"Did you and Kendall hook up in the bathroom after we slept," I shot back. He bit his lip and blushed a little. He didn't make contact with anybody.

All of us eyes widen. "You did," Jordan says. Zane stayed quiet.

I look over at Kendall, who is sitting next to Ivan who was sitting far away from Jordan and Zane. His face was in a book, but I could see his red ears and neck.

"It wasn't a bathroom," Zane finally mumbles.

"So you guys did hookup. Not cool bro," Jordan says, glaring at Zane. There was something going on and I needed to find out.

"I was drunk and he felt good. I didn't know what I was doing," Zane protest. Kendall then got up and made some excuse about an English test and walked out of the room. Ivan got up and followed him.

I smacked him up side the head and he hit his face on the plate. "Dude you made it sound like it was just a fuck. Go apologize to him," I ordered. 

He looked really scared of my anger and ran out of the room. 

I sighed at the idiot and relaxed. Somebody placed a plate in front of me and sat next to me. I looked over and saw Damien eating his food. I gave him a questioning look. "You were to freaked out to get your own food so I got it," he explained.

"That is so not helping the rumors," Hebe mumbled.

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