Heyo//OxO//CLOSED

Milo quickly sat up and got off his bed as Baz went into the kitchen. He followed the other and watched tentatively. "Yeah… we go until there is nothing in our kitchen before we go grocery shopping again, for some reason. My mom is weird like that." He went to one of the cupboards and opened it, revealing a half-eaten bag of gummy bears. "This is basically all that we have right now." He said with a little laugh.

Baz looks over at Milo and the gummy bears he walks over and reaches over Milo and grabs the bag "Perfect." he says as he eats out of the bag "so what do you do for fun around here or do you only do homework" he laughs continuing to eat the gummy bears.

Milo reached into the bag as well, tossing a couple into his mouth. "I mean… I guess I'm a pretty uninteresting person. I'm bored half the time anyway. But hey, now you're here so maybe I won't be bored?" He sighed, taking a few more gummy bears before walking over to the couch and sitting down.

Baz sits next to him finishing off the bag of gummy bears "Lame. Don't you ever… I don't know party?" he asks him leaning back

"Well, no… I'm never invited to any. I'm just to awkward and unneeded anyway. I'm assuming you have a pretty good social life?? And that your actually an interesting person?" Milo reached for more gummy bears only to find out there were no more, a sigh escaped his mouth.

Baz looks over at Milo surprised "Are you trying to tell me you donat have friends?" he laughs and crushes the bag "Well don't you worry I can get you friends." he smirks and brown eyes flash red "Oh we should throw a party!"

"I mean I do but like… I don't know…" Milo looked at Baz, a curious look on his face. "But how would you get me friends? I don't need any though, I'm fine." He leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes. "I promise you if we threw a party, my mom would actually kill me."

Baz looked at Milo "Don't be such a fun sucker, besides she couldn't actually hurt you I'm here" he holds out his hand "Now, hand me your phone."

What?! No!" Milo is very protective if his phone and he never let anyone use it. Not that he was doing sketchy stuff on it, he just liked his privacy.

(~Beep~)

Baz rolled his eyes "Look Milo you can either give me your phone or I will take it." he held his hand out "Whichever one you want" he smirked

"Er…" Milo looked down at his phone, letting out a sigh. He would rather it be on his own accord so he ended up giving Baz his phone. "Just don't… just don't I don't know actually…" He sighed and leaned back in the couch.

He snickers "you give up easy" he opens Milo's phone and clicks around a bit "boom done" he throws Milo's phone on the couch "now wheres your alcohol?"

"Uhm… I don't have any? I think I'm a little too young for that, don't you agree?" Milo asked with a questioning look. He quickly grabbed his phone and looked around to asses the damage Baz had to have done.

"Okay, but do your parents drink I mean come on, man. I mean you will have people over in a bit." Baz winned at him. "I mean most of your school is coming"

"What?!? You mean my my school? Like the one I go to on a daily basis? Like the one where most everyone thinks I'm one of the weirdest people? Like the one where no one would bat an eye if I just disappeared?" Milo frantically searched through his phone before finding the invite. He sighed and sent Baz a very harmless glare.

Baz laughed "Damm right that school awesome, huh" he looked down and saw Milo glaring at me "Calm down cutie." he bops Milos noise "Any way since you don't have any alcohol I have to go get some so stay here and answer the door when people come"

"Wait, don't leave! I can't just do that, and I doubt anyone would actually drink any anyway." Milo lowered his voice mumbling to himself, "At least they shouldn't…" He looked at Baz with a pleading look.

"Honey trust me people will drink and if they don't I will and I'll be gone for like 5 minutes" he pats Milo on the head and his wings came out and he flew away

Milo's ears turned a light shade of pink as he watched Baz fly away. He slouched down on the couch. He regretted everything, except for getting his math done. He would definitely hide in his room, hissing at anyone who attempted to socialize with him.

After about 5 muinest Baz busted back into the house with a bunch over people behind him, he walks into the kitchen talking with some of the people "MILO GET OVER HERE"

"Heck…" Milo said to himself. His eyes widened and he ran to his room. It's obvious he wasn't a social person… He ended up locking his door and falling on his bed.

Baz watches Milo run to his room "Hold on I'll be right back" he walked through the crowd and into Milo's room "what are you doing in here?" he sits next to him "some people are asking where you are"

Milo lifted his head up to look at Baz. "Too bad for them. They never have time for me at school so why do they suddenly want to see me, huh?" He let his head fall and he let out a breath. "And I'm not doing anything at the moment, just chilling I guess…"

Baz thought for a moment "come on" he stands up and holds his hand out for Milo to take

Milo sighed and slowly lifted his arms, taking Baz's hands. He looked up at Baz, secretly glad he had come to talk to him.

Baz pulls him up to his feet and says in a soft voice "come out for a minute or two. Then you can come back in here and I will kick everyone out, okay"

Milo smiled and nodded. "Okay, only a minute though." He was surprised by Baz's response, but it made him happy. He let out a small breath and took a step forward. Realizing he was holding Baz's hands, he quickly let go and turned around. Slowly, he opened his door and walked out of his room.

Baz smiled and followed after him "LOOK WHOS HERE" he yelled puting his arm around Milo Almost everyone surrounded them and started talking to Milo mostly about how the party was going and that they didn't expect him to ever throw one. Baz whispered is his ear "told you it was a good idea"

Milo smiled, but it wasn't very genuine. He just smiled so he wouldn't seem so mean or antisocial. He just nodded as everyone was talking to him as once. It was weird and unnatural, how could anyone like being around this many people at once? Milo turned his head to whisper back to Baz. "I still disagree, everyone has already punctured my personal bubble and I don't see how people like being around this many people…"