Thank you @musicadictted for the comment in the last chapter and epic music taste. Taylor Momsen and Jacky Vincent. LOL. Anywho, without further ado, chapter three.
Wyatt's POV
Before the kiss...
I looked at Addison feeding the baby and damn, did he look sexy when doing it or what. Yes, I love Addison, and yes, I know he's gay but he does not know that I'm gay... In fact, only two people know, my mom and dad.
I crawled behind him and wrapped my arms around him and felt him stiffen. I have decided to partly tell him that I love him.
"What are you doing?" I buried my chin in his neck and whispered into his ear.
"You know, you look hot feeding her right now, how did you learn to do that?"
I felt him start to relax in my arms and reply, "I watched my mom, aunts, and grandma when I was younger."
He finished feeding Adah and put her in the baby crib. I took off my pants and top before I climbed into bed. I watch as Addison go into the closet and take out a pair of sweatpants before he joined me in bed.
"You know you can take of your pants, I'm not going to rape you."
"It's not rape if I want it too."
Wow I did not see that coming, " Oh really now?"
I turned around to face Addison and by the looks of it so did he.
I put out my hand and stroked his cheek softly and slowly. I moved my head toward Addison as he did too and before I knew it, I was kissing him. The kiss got more heated each time we moved our lips together.
Addison pulled us apart and had a sad, confused look in his eyes.
"Adds... why do you look so sad and confused?" I asked with a small chuckle at the end.
"Is this a joke for you, because if it is, it's not funny!"
By now, Addison justed look hurt, like a little girl who just got a puppy and then it got hit by a truck a few minutes later.
"I have loved you since i first laid eyes on you. I loved you even more each time I see that beautiful smile and hear that beautiful laugh, each time I get to see at least a small glance of you, hell, I loved you when you had the chicken pox in the third grade. And let's be honest, I fucking hated sick people when I was younger and still do. I, Wyatt Haddon Smith, am in love with you, Addison Brook."
At this point, both Addison and I were crying. I leaned my forehead onto his and looked into his eyes.
"I know it's early and I don't quite know you as well as I want to but I can't wait any longer. Do you know how hard it is waiting for you for nine years, wanting to talk to you, to touch you, to hold you, to laugh with you?... A hell of a long time and I won't waste my chance now. Will you, Addison Brook, be my boyfriend?"
I looked at him with hopeful eyes but he did not respond and I'm slowly losing hope, each second he doesn't respond is each second my heart is breaking. He slowly started nodding his head and straddling me.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes a thousand times yes!"
He crashed his lips onto mine in a loving motion. We pulled apart and a sad look reappeared into his eyes.
"Hey baby, what's wrong?"
"What about Kyley? You're still dating her."
By now, he stopped straddling me and sat in an indian style beside me.
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