//And if words are just hollow birds - Devyn -

[Devyn Lang]

Devyn felt Hart tense when he took his hand, and for a moment he let down his facade, however he'd put it back in place before anyone could notice.Taking a deep breath, he looked to the ground and racked his brain as he tried to think of how most people acted when they were nervous, that way he'd be able to play the part perfectly. He knew some people blushed, like Hart, while others stuttered or shook.
Bringing his gaze back up to Hart, he noticed that his classmate had leaned in to him. Devyn felt Hart grab his other hand and he took note of the clamminess of the other boy's hands, wishing he could have forced into having clammy hands. Instead, he gave Hart another shy smile before glancing away again.
"I - I was just.. I get the feeling that m - maybe you.." he stuttered, his voice shaking as he continued with his question, "Uhm, like me? 'Cause I t - think I uhm, kinda like you.."
Turning back to face Hart once again, Devyn hoped his act had come off as believable. In an attempt to successfully pull of what he was going for, Devyn leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to Hart's lips before pulling away and attempting to hide behind his bangs.

[Hart Kennedy]

Hart waited patiently, the eager, nervous burning of his eyes reflected in the squirming of his stomach. The shy smile that Devyn flashed at him made his heart stutter, and he laughed slightly, looking down at his feet. Devyn’s words strangled him, and he stared up at the other boy in shock. Was Devyn seriously telling him that he liked him? He couldn’t understand…Smiling broadly, he bit his bottom lip, trying to think of how to reply without seeming desperate. Opening his mouth to reply, he was caught off guard by a kiss. Blinking in surprise, he took a deep breath, colour flooding to his face once more.
“Well, that’s um…good…Because I think…I think I might too,” he smiled slightly, and leaned in to Devyn, nuzzling his face into the other boy’s neck with a soft murring sound.

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[Devyn Lang]

Devyn could tell that Hart had been caught off guard by his kiss, and he was glad for it. He laughed at the surprised look on Hart's face and watched as his classmate blushed deep red. He smiled to himself when he heard Hart admit to liking him and he shifted as Hart leaned into him. This is too fucking easy he thought as he let go of Hart's hands, slipping one arm around the boy's waist to pull him closer, and bringing his long forgotten cigarette back up to his lips with the other. After inhaling what was left of the cigarette, Devyn dropped it to the ground and crushed it under his foot before exhaling and turning to face Hart.
"Yeah? Good. I've had my eye on you since the first day of school," he whispered and smiled. After deciding that maybe he needed just one more cigarette before going back inside, Devyn reached into his pocket for a second time and produced another smoke. Pulling away from Hart for a moment, he lit up quickly before shoving the lighter back into the pocket of his jeans. As he breathed in the toxic fumes, he slipped his arm back around Hart's waist and fought with himself over whether or not he should kiss him again. After a moment of contemplation, Devyn chose to leave it and decided to just finish his cigarette as quickly as possible.

[Hart Kennedy]

As Devyn let go of Hart’s hands and pulled Hart closer with an arm firmly against his waist, Hart smiled broadly. With his head on Devyn’s shoulder, he couldn’t have felt happier. Out the corner of his eye, he watched Devyn inhale the last of his cigarette and then drop it, the unfortunate thing getting crushed under his foot. Hart smiled bashfully and nuzzled further into Devyn’s neck as the boy whispered into his ear, at attempting to hide his blush.
“Really?” he giggled slightly, feeling like an excited little girl, “I could say the same for you, I suppose,” he smiled, sighing contentedly. He felt a lot less awkward now, and he slowly moved his hands to clasp them together behind Devyn, resting them on the small of his back. Hart frowned slightly when Devyn lit another cigarette, but brushed it off. It wasn’t Hart’s problem if Devyn wanted to destroy his lungs…His breath caught in his throat as he got a wiff of the toxic smoke, and he turned his head the other way so that his face wasn’t so close to Devyn’s mouth.

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[Devyn Lang]

Growing tired of his second cigarette, Devyn frowned and dropped it to the ground as he'd done with his last one. Stomping on it quickly, his frown turned into a smile at the feeling of Hart's breath against his neck. He heard his classmate giggle and laughed a little himself as he spoke. He really couldn't believe how easily and perfectly things were working out. However, he wasn't sure what his next move should be. They'd only really know each other for a little while and although he 'admitted' to liking Hart, he didn't want to make his move too fast.
Feeling Hart slip his arms around him, Devyn closed his eyes for a moment. He hadn’t been so close to anyone in a while, despite the fact that he knew people he could hook up with should he feel like it. But right now his focus was on Hart. If it took too long, he knew it wouldn’t be difficult to hide what he was doing from Hart. Opening his eyes again, he glanced at Hart’s face, which was turned away from him and and frowned slightly.
”You wanna go back in now? I think I want to buy some music or something,” he muttered, his voice low as he spoke because of the recently smoke cigarettes. As much as he wanted to get back inside to blow his money on stuff he really didn't need, Devyn was kind of hoping that Hart would say he didn't want to go. Maybe that way they could stay just as they were, if only for a few more moments. Sighing, Devyn shook his head, as though he was trying to shake out his former thoughts. Scolding himself quickly, he forced out a giant grin as he raised an eyebrow at Hart.

[Hart Kennedy]

Hart’s eyebrows quirked as Devyn dropped his second cigarette only a few moments after lighting it, and lifted his head. Smiling, he nuzzled into Devyn’s neck, feeling the heat of his cheeks even more against the cool of Devyn’s skin. He murred thoughtfully in reply to Devyn’s question, biting his lip.
“I don’t know…” he mused, and a little smirk grew on his lips, “We could stay out here just a little longer?” he asked expectantly, placing a shy kiss on Devyn’s cheek, his whole body exploding with discomfiture.


[abkfsk short]

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[Devyn Lang]

Devyn tightened his grip on Hart's waist and smiled lightly as his classmate placed a shy kiss on his cheek. With a nod of his head, he silently agreed to stay outside but kept quiet for the moment. He watched as another group of pre-teen girls hurried past, making their way inside. He rolled his eyes as they giggled and pointed - this was part of the reason as to why he didn't like girls. Turning back toward Hart, he couldn't stop himself from pressing his lips to Hart's for a second time that day, this time with more force than before.

[oh god, it's short and awful XD]

[Hart Kennedy]

He sighed into Devyn’s embrace, relaxing greedily into him. He felt himself alive with want and an insatiable desire for Devyn. Turning his face to stare into Devyn’s eyes, he smiled innocently, unable to tear his gaze away. Feeling his veins throbbing with adrenaline, his young body shivering against the other boy’s touch, he tipped his head forwards to rest his forehead against Devyn’s. The light peal of a group of girls giggling behind him made his face flush again - his cheeks seemed to have settled down before then - but he forced himself to remain calm, not becoming angry by their stupidity. He pressed himself closer to Devyn, moving his hands to cup Devyn’s face, just his finger tips brushing lightly on the skin. His confession and his acceptation of what he was and what he wanted had made him more confident - if only by a small amount - and he had decided there was no use in dwelling on what others thought. It wasn’t their problem. If he wanted Devyn, he’d have him.

As Devyn kissed him, he felt his whole body explode with heat, his lungs burning as he panted against Devyn’s lips, kissing him back as best he could. Sliding his hands across Devyn’s face, he tangled his hands in the other boy’s hair, twisting the messy strands shyly around his fingers, nervous of tugging the roots. The glance of Devyn’s teeth against his, pinching the skin of his lips, sent jolts of passion through him, and he pushed himself closer to Devyn, his eyes wide and excited. Sliding a hand down Devyn’s neck, he placed his palm firmly against the back of his ribcage, feeling the slightly over-exposed vertebra under his skin. His face was flushed, not with embarrassment, but exhilaration, and he pulled away to catch his straining breath. Still only a centimetre or two away from Devyn, he blinked slowly, feeling dazed. The roof of his mouth was buzzing; his whole body tingled in anticipation.
“So…what…?” Unable to think of how to word his question, he timidly pressed his lips quickly to Devyn’s, buying himself more time to think.
“What does this mean then?” he managed to say, feeling a small smirk pull at the corner of his mouth despite himself. This all felt so strange and new. He didn’t know anything about girlboyfriends, or romance or anything. His raft was out to sea and he’d lost his paddle. Hart hoped to God that Devyn had a spare one. He didn’t understand what it was like to be in love, didn’t know what it meant to be going out with someone. He was sort of hoping that all this meant that he was going out with Devyn, but he couldn’t be sure. He was far to shy to ask it out right, anyway. Hopefully Devyn would get the drift of his question.

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[Devyn Lang]

Devyn grinned into the kiss. He felt Hart's hands moving over his face, making their way to his hair and twisting in his messy locks. He slid his own hands slowly over Hart's body, coming to rest at his hips and pulled him closer, as close as they could possibly get in the current situation. All rational thoughts had stopped the second their lips met; his mind filled with lust. He felt a hand resting just above his ribcage and panted slightly as Hart pulled away from him. It only took a few seconds before Devyn was attacking Hart's neck with kisses. However, hearing the boy's voice, he pulled back to look at him. He studied Hart's face as he spoke, he could sense the slight confusion coming from his classmate and he smirked. He felt another quick kiss being pressed to his lips and had to use all self control to not attack him again. Upon hearing the question, Devyn pulled away slightly. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to respond. He'd 'confessed' to liking Hart, so was he supposed to pretend to be his boyfriend?
"What do you want it to mean?" he retorted, his usual cockiness making it's way back to him. However, the second the words came out of his mouth, he wondered if it was the right thing to say. He knew Hart was new to the whole deal and he didn't want to make it obvious that he was just using him for the moment. Sighing audibly, he decided to revert back to his 'nervous' self.
"I mean, well.. um, I like you and then maybe I could - we could.. be dating..? Like boyfriends.." he muttered, trailing off and avoiding eye contact, knowing his words made little sense. Glancing up, he threw out another of his award-winning smiles before wrapping his arms around Hart again.

[Holly Kennedy]

After PJ had begged her to let him spend the day with his baby son Holly reluctantly handed him over, she'd regret doing that, she knew the kind of mess the both of them got into, they were like two partners in crime when PJ claimed that it was Coli that had done something and Holly would argure over it saying that he was only a month old and that he couldn't have possibly done it, but she laughed about it in the end. She would just love to see the mess the both of them got into when Coli was older and if she could ever catch him once he learned to run or if he would be cheeky and answer back when he learned to talk, she would just have to wait and see.
She decided to head out to the mall since she had the day to herself, she would do some deserved shopping that she had missed in the past ten months. It seemed stange to her that it was only ten months ago when she didn't have her little angel, it seemed much less than that, she didn't know what she would do without him in her life now, he was her life now, him and PJ, and nothing would ever separate them, she hoped.
Dressed in her red skinny jeans, blue converse and lilac tshirt she jumped in her car and drove to the mall singing to one of her favourite CDs and when she arrived she parked it as safely as she could near the front of the parking lot. She walked into the mall and did some of her shopping, buying two new dresses that she loved and a new pair of high heeled shoes that she would wear everyday if she could, she loved them that much. After she did her shopping for herself she walked back to her car and placed her bags in the trunk of her car. That's when she remembered that she had forgotten to get a new teddy bear for Coli, he had enough already but she knew that you could never have enough teddy bears and she loved to see him chewing the ears off of them, that was too adorable.
She knew the toy store was near the back of the mall and she was parked at the front so she would just walk around the back, it was quicker that way. She walked around to the back of the mall with a smile on her face as the bright sunshine made the air even warmer. She noticed a group of younger girls pass her and they were all giggling, she just rolled her eyes. That's when she noticed two people, two boys, practically making out. She would just walk by them as quickly as she could. That's what she thought when she swore, as she walked closer, that one of the boys was her little brother, Hart. It was her little brother. She looked closer and realised the other guy was Devyn. Well, that was her good mood out the door. She couldn't believe that this was her little innocent brother, she thought he was innocent enough anyway, obviously not. She just lost the plot as she ran, without rational thought, up to the two of them. She grabbed Devyn by the shoulder and threw him into the wall that they were standing next to, she held him by the shoulder as she gave him her most evil glare she could imagine. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" she almost screamed at him as she looked over to Hart with almost the same glare with a hint of dissapointment. She knew that she was beginning to get over protective of him now, she knew how Aaron felt, sort of. She just wanted to look out for her little brother and make sure he didn't get into the wrong crowd, which Devyn was definetely apart of, in her opinion.

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[Hart Kennedy]

The feel of Devyn’s hands resting on his hips, using them as a lever to get as close as humanly possible. His head reeled with disbelief, why did Devyn like him, of all people? He couldn’t help but giggle softly at the kisses on his neck, the aggressive way that Devyn seemed to devour him. Hart almost jumped out of his skin at the cocky retort, tightening his grip in Devyn’s hair and balling the hand against his back into a fist around the fabric of his shirt. He wondered if Devyn was bipolar or something, he seemed to have significant mood swings. Eventually, Hart concluded that it was because of the cigarettes and drugs that Devyn liked to smoke. Hart couldn’t help the smile that crept across his face as Devyn talked, feeling the colour in his face deepen again.
“Boyfriends? I like the sound of that,” he smiled, trying to sound confident and witty, like Devyn, but wasn’t sure if it worked. The smile Devyn threw caught him off guard, and he made a small, choked sound as his breath caught in his throat. Leaning forwards again, he reinitiated the kiss he’d interrupted with speaking, shyly parting his lips against Devyn’s.

The sound of running footsteps aroused him from their little world, and his eyes left Devyn’s gaze as he looked at who it was out the corner of his eye. His stomach fell. Holly was jogging towards them, and she looked furious. Before he even had time to remove his grip from Devyn’s, she’d pushed him away, and it was all he could do to jump away when he did. Stuttering in fury, he finally managed to find his voice, digging his nails into his palms indignantly.
“Holly! What the hell?!” he shouted, feeling himself shaking with frustration. Hart didn’t think he was doing anything wrong. He was kissing Devyn, was that a crime?

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[Devyn Lang]

Devyn noticed the infamous blush return to Hart's features and he chuckled, smirking as his classmate responded to his boyfriend statment. Things were working out perfectly, and he doubted that anyone would be able to stop him from getting what he wanted. Even Hart seemed unable to resist him. He grinned as Hart pressed their lips together again. After returning the kiss, Devyn trailed his lips down Hart's neck.
"Good.. then that's.. settled," Devyn whispered between kisses. He felt his hand twitch in place, itching to move lower than Hart's hip - and had they been anywhere other than outside the mall, Devyn wouldn't have hesitated in getting what he wanted. But because he didn't feel like getting banned from the mall for indecent exposure, Devyn slid one hand up and placed it on the back of Hart's neck, attempting to deepen the kiss.
Having been completely off in his own world, Devyn didn't realize anything was happening until he felt someone grab his shoulder from behind, and push him up against a wall. It took a second for him to realize just what exactly had gone down and who had basically attacked him, but once he did, he shook his head and rolled his eyes. Of course - Holly - Hart's over-protective older sister, who seemed to really hate him just had to come along and ruin everything. He could feel her hand still on his shoulder but before he could do or say anything, she was screaming in his face. However, he wasn't sure whether the question was supposed to be directed towards him or Hart, as it could go either way. Groaning, he reached up and pushed her hand away.
"I think I'm making out with Hart. At least, I was until you so violently pulled me away from him. But that's not what you want to hear, is it?" he smirked and quirked an eyebrow as he laughed at her anger. He knew that Holly wasn't very fond of him, but he hadn't expected her to freak out at him the way she had. Then again, he hadn't really meant for her to even find out about him and Hart. He could only imagine how pissed she would be when she found out what he had in mind for her oh-so-innocent little brother; she would probably castrate him.

[Holly Kennedy]

Holly knew that she couldn't deny her little brother a person that he liked but she just couldn't believe that of all people he would pick Devyn, what was it about him that he liked so much? Holly saw him as the typical school druggie, at least that's what she thought and she didn't like that Hart was hanging about with him, never even mind kissing him. She was dissapointed in him but she knew she couldn't feel like for him for more than a couple of days if anything, she knew she shouldn't judge but she couldn't help it, she was never one to usually judge because people judged her all the time and they never knew the real Holly.
She was brought back to Earth when she heard Oli Hart shouting at her. She looked at him with cold eyes, she just didn't want to believe what he was doing. "What do you mean, 'what the hell'?!, I should be asking you the same question!" she retorted back to his off guard comment. She felt Devyn brush her hand away quite easily, she thought she had him pinned quite good, maybe she wasn't as strong as she thought she was or maybe he was just really strong, compared to her. It did look quite funny though, a tiny teenage girl pinning another boy who was alot taller than her to a wall, it only made him look weak. When she heard Devyn's reply to her question she had the urge to bash his head against the wall but she knew couldn't in a public place with loads of people watching them. The smirk that was played across his face only tipped Holly over the edge and she brought her hand up and slapped him across the face, as much as she could manage. She whinced slightly as she heard the sharp high pitched clash her hand had against his right cheek. She knew that was probably going too far and she expected him to hit her back or something, she knew he probably would but maybe not in such a public place, nobody wanted to see a guy hitting a girl. "fucking right that's not what I want to hear. Who the hell do you think you are?!" she shouted as she looked up at him, an undecided expression on her face. She turned around to face Hart and she just looked at him with a sad dissapointed look. "I thought you had better taste than him" she said wth a confused tone, talking as if Devyn wasn't even standing beside her

[Hart Kennedy]

He licked his lips slightly, the taste of nicotine in his mouth. Nicotine from Devyn’s lips. It made his mouth taste stale, but his body was buzzing so much that he didn’t really notice. He was still standing in a tensed position, glaring furiously at Holly as Devyn brushed her hand off of his shoulder. The words Devyn spoke casually made Hart’s face flush with embarrassment, but he was too angry to worry about that now. Making an angry grunting sound, he put a hand on Holly’s shoulder and pulled her round to stare angrily into her eyes.
“Leave him alone, Holly!” he spat, his eyebrows knitting together.
“We’re not doing anything. You make it seem like he was doing something wrong!” his voice rose, balling his fists together, resisting the urge to lash out. He’d never been so angry in his life.

Hart yelped in surprise as Holly slapped Devyn, jumping back in shock. He winced, feeling cowardly, but at the same time he didn’t want to go any closer. Was Holly angry enough to slap him too? He hated hearing Holly shouting, but he hated what Holly was saying even more, and he felt angry tears overflowing his sharp blue eyes.
“Holly…” he chocked, biting his lip as she turned on him. Her words stung him, and he looked away for a moment.
“Stop it, Holly. You’re acting like Aaron,” he said quietly, fearing the anger churning inside him. Timidly, he moved past Holly, and twined his arm with Devyn’s, lacing their fingers together.
“I’m sick of being treated like the helpless little brother. I’m fifteen years old, I can look after myself, you know,” he said bitterly, squeezing Devyn’s hand and glaring at Holly.
“And I don’t care what you think. Maybe I thought you were better than to get pregnant when you were seventeen. Did you really kid yourself into thinking I thought it was alright? Because I didn’t. I was ashamed of you, Holly. What kind of person are you to look up to?” He knew full well he was being unreasonable, but he was angry and he didn’t know how to handle it.
“And maybe I don’t like your boyfriend. I think I have more reason to dislike PJ than you have to dislike Devyn,” he added tersely, pressing his lips together to stop himself from saying anything else.

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[Devyn Lang]

Devyn's smirk only grew wider at the look on Holly's face as she stared at him. He could tell that she wasn't very pleased with his response to her question. Once again, however, he was caught quite off guard as he felt something stinging his face. It took him a moment to realize that Holly had slapped him. Standing in shocked silence, he brought his hand up to his face, gently touching the stinging skin. Although he’d never admit it, that slap had hurt – a lot. At this point, he wasn't sure of what to do. Despite the fact that he was willing to do anything to get back at someone, he would never hit a girl.
Glancing between Hart and Holly, he noticed tears flowing down Hart’s face and he couldn’t help but feel bad for him. Since he was an only child, he didn’t know what it was like to have to deal with siblings. Devyn smiled when Hart twined their fingers and he raised an eyebrow at Holly in defiance, another smirk pulling at the corners of his lips.
”You alright?” he whispered, looking Hart dead in the eye as he pressed a quick kiss to his lips – knowing full well that Holly would not be thrilled at his display of affection toward her brother.

The next thing he knew, Holly was shouting at him again. When he looked at her this time, anger was written all over his features and it was taking all of his self control to keep from exploding. As he opened his mouth to reply, Holly turned back to Hart, mentioning something about having better taste. Hearing those words, even with all of his fauxself confidence, they still hurt. What did she mean by "better taste"? He didn't think there was anything wrong with him. Maybe he was a little bit mischievous and got into some things that he probably shouldn't - and he might just be a little bit spoiled, but he was no less of a human than anyone else on the earth.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You come over here and just fucking get all violent for no reason, trying to control Hart's life. Just get over yourself already," he spat, voice full of venom and his anger quite evident, "I don't know what your problem with me is, but you better back the fuck off. I've done nothing wrong."
Hearing the words Hart was throwing at Holly, Devyn gave him an incredulous look. It certainly wasn’t what he’d expected him to say to her and he couldn’t help but feel glad for that fact that he wasn’t taking any of her shit. He knew Holly was going to be furious and he took a slight step back, just incase.