Where Do Broken Hearts Go? (A GreatWise Fanfic)

Chapter 6: Your Heart is Pretty See-Through

(Title is from For a Boy by RaeLynn)

"It was AMAZING!" Will starts, "I never thought my first kiss would be so magical. At first it felt all fluttery, but after he started kissing me back, I felt fireworks go off. It's all so cliche, I know, but I can't help it! It was everything I dreamed of and more."

"Will," Max smiles, "I'm so happy that you found someone that makes you so happy, do you know when you two are hanging out again?"

Today," Will responds smiling, "I really want to get to know more about him, but I dunno, I'm so awkward."

"You are not," Max replies, "You are just new to relationships, and that is okay. I was once in your shoes when I was with Lucas."

"Really?" Will asks, "But you always seemed so confident."

"I know."

The bell rings for lunch and the two head down to meet up with the rest of the party. Will sits down beside Gareth, and Eddie smiles. Will gently brushes the other boy's hand with his, subtly trying to hint at holding hands.

"You okay?" Gareth asks softly.

"Yeah," He nods, "I just wanted to hold your hand, If that's alright."

"Of course it is, you should've said something," Gareth responds, gently taking hold of Will's hand. Will smiles and eats his lunch.

After school, Will gets in Gareth's car and they head to Will's house. When they arrive, Joyce is in the kitchen working on dinner.

"Hey mom," Will says, "Do you mind if Gareth and I hangout in my room?"

Joyce looks over from the stove, "Sure sweetie! Be safe."

Will turns red in the face, "MOM! Not in front of Gareth, please?"

"Well, a mother has to be honest, boyfriend or not," She says, "I don't want you to get anything anyone may have, male or female."

Will just shakes his head and goes to his room. He loves his mom, but there is a time and place for that, and it certainly is not in front of his boyfriend.

"Do you want a snack, boys?" She asks.

"What do you have, Ms. Byers?" Gareth replies politely.

"Oh please," Joyce smiles, wiping her hands on a tea towel, "Call me mom. And we have chips, popcorn, cookies, and brownies from yesterday. Take your pick, kiddo."

Gareth smiles. He's always been told by his parents to eat what they have and nothing else, so having freedom of choice is a blessing. He looks through the pantry, pulling out some Doritos and popcorn for Will.

"Gareth," She says.

"Yes ma'am?" He asks.

"You make Will very happy," She says, "Happier than I've seen that boy in such a long time. Thank you."

"You're welcome, mom," Gareth smiles. He puts the popcorn in the microwave and grabs some glasses for water when Jonathan and Eleven come in.

"Oh," Jonathan says, "Hey man, is Will here?"

"Yeah," Gareth replies, "He rode home with me."

"Thanks, I was starting to get worried."

"It's no problem," He says.

"Who are you?" El asks politely.

"I'm Gareth, I'm Will's friend," Gareth replies as the microwave goes off. He pulls the popcorn out of the microwave and takes their snacks to Will's room.

Will is sitting on his bed, sketching on his sketchbook; his record player playing The Clash softly in the background. Gareth sets the snacks on the nightstand, takes his boots off and sits next to Will, resting his head on the other's shoulder, watching Will sketch, tongue sticking out in concentration.

When Will turns his head, he jumps. Gareth laughs, "Gotcha!"

"Not funny," Will says, pouting.

"You're right," Gareth says with a straight face, "It wasn't funny... It was HILARIOUS!"

Will keeps pouting playfully before he starts laughing, too.

After a while, Gareth hands Will his popcorn.

"How'd ya know?"

"I just took a guess," Gareth shrugs.

"Lucky guess," Will smiles, pecking Gareth on the lips, "Thanks."

"Of course, sweetheart," He replies.

"Oh.." Will says, "You're like Eddie."

"What's that supposed to mean, Will?"

"You use pet names and all of the compliments," Will starts, "I just- I'm not entirely used to it and I dunno, it makes me all tingly inside."

"I make you tingly inside?" Gareth teases, "I hope there's more ways than one."

"GARETH EMERSON!" Will laughs, "You did not."

"I did, too," Gareth responds laughing.

Will smiles and kisses him softly on the lips. They kiss for a moment, before Gareth says, "Well, do I?"

Will laughs, "Maybe you do, maybe you don't, I'll let the universe decide that one."

"I do," Gareth smiles, "Because you wouldn't have that silly smile on your face if I didn't."

"Caught me," Will says, wrapping his arms around Gareth's torso, resting his head on the other's chest, smiling softly. Gareth wraps his arms around Will and the two stay like that for a little while.

Joyce calls for supper, and Will pulls away. "Come on, let's get something to eat."

"Are you sure?" Gareth asks, "I don't want to overstay my welcome."

"Of course I'm sure," Will replies, "Mi casa es tu casa."

"Alright," He says, "If you say so, Will the Wise."