"So. Here we have it. Airdale care home. Your new home for the time being."
Alex motioned to the huge building that stood proudly in front of them. A huge garden lay in wait to the house with children strewn across its surface; younger kids chasing each other around with water pistols whilst taking cover behind children who sifted through the soil looking for worms with their muddy hands. Older kids sat around eating together, their picnic becoming manic as kids dashed over the rug whilst chasing each other around. Teenagers sat in the shade, listening to music or chatting between each other: occasional laughs erupting from their groups, whilst others sat under the looming trees, trying to protect their unfinished drawings from view so that no one would sneak up behind them and tell them that they "loved the drawing" or that they "should be an artist". because 1. how do you respond to that? and 2. how do you respond to that when you don't even think that its true?

The house seemed to continue forever, at the centre on the ground floor huge double doors lay open, doing the best to welcome the fractured souls of the children that it took care of. The never ending building had huge bay windows and at least two floors.

Mikey and Gerard were almost stuck together as they made their way through the huge double doors and stumbled into the corridor where shoes of all sizes were lined up underneath coats and scarves thrown onto pegs above them. Gerard smiled gently as a set of young twins peered up at him, their ginger hair messily perched on their heads as they tried to remove their tiny wellies coated in mud. They both smiled back up at him before throwing their coats on the floor and rushing past them into the huge living room and throwing themselves onto one of the red sofas.

"This way guys, you can have a chance to meet up with everyone soon after we've sorted a few bits and bats out, okay?" Alex spoke reassuringly as she led them from the main hall and down a small blue corridor with a few wooden doors leading to offices on either side.
The two Way brothers followed cautiously and quickly glanced around the place to try and get their bearings. And that was when Gerard saw him, through the slightly cracked open door a young boy sat with his black hair falling over his face. They were more of an angel to Gerard than just simply another broken child and their eyes were a sparkling pure green but still a hint of sadness lurked behind them. Gerard found himself day dreaming and staring at the boy who spoke quietly as he sat opposite a listening Finley who occasionally nodded and rested his hand on his shoulder for support. For a split second Gerard made eye contact with the young boy, and a second after he realised; Gerard glanced away awkwardly and watched as the other boy smiled; a smile of pure beauty and innocence and one that belonged to someone who looked like they needed a hug. Gerard wanted to be the one to give him that hug but he shied away with a smile creeping onto his face, he kept his eyes fixed to the floor, doing his best to hide when he glanced upwards for a split second to see the figure smile again whilst turning back around to talk to Finley. He desperately wanted to know the young boys name as his image swept through his mind and took over his thoughts and heart.

"Come on Gee!" Mikey laughed, grabbing him around the wrist without the cast on and pulling him along after him into the office where Alex already sat on the edge of the desk with her legs swinging gently.
"So..." She began, handing them a small booklet with a minuscule map of the house on, rooms seemed to line up like soldiers on the top floor. "You guys are sharing a room, if that's okay, I'll take you there now and then it's time for food."

Notes

Hello again. I hope you are doing well and that this chapter was okay enough. Thank you for reading. I have a few ideas for this fanfic but I'm not too sure just yet. Haha, I'll hopefully figure it out. :) x
-Lou