Bad Boy And The Emo Fall In-Love (remake)

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Eventually time passed.

Shane went with the brother to the gym all the time now. Shane would watch his boyfriend work out, Chance would train Shane how to run away and block them. Soon enough Shane and Zane worked out together, Shane learning small self defense from Zane, and Zane would purposefully show off in-front of his boyfriend. Before they knew it, they had 1 day before the big fight. But, the current night was the day of the party. 

Zane cleaned himself up, hid his scar, put on his fancy suit and watch, his shiny leather shoes, and made his way with his skateboard to Shane's. He told himself to act proper in front of Shane's parents. They didn't know Shane was gay and had a boyfriend, he had to play the role of a best friend. So, he set himself rules, no flirtation, no kissing, no 'odd' touches; simply normal conversations between friends. And no getting to drunk. He wasn't going to ruin this for Shane.

So, when Zane gets to the gated community he typed in the code and zoomed by when the doors opened. Deep breaths, anxiety, excitement, pure euphoria as he zoomed by the rich people houses. Until he gets to the mansion at the end of the road, gates wide open, rich people cars piling out onto the road. He ducks down and skates buy all the people filing into the house, he goes to the side of the 6 car garage and leaves his skateboard there. He walks to the door and sees Shane greeting people. Shane looked amazing in a suit, beautiful shining eyes and crystal white smile beaming happiness upon everyone that walked in.

"God," Zane mumbled, admiring his beautiful boyfriend.

He speeds up the stairs and straight to his boyfriend. Shane's smile grew and he pulled Zane into a very small hug.

"You can wait for me here. Dad put me in charge of greets at the door. We can sneak away once the flood slows down," Shane gave a small wink.

So, Zane stood leaned up by the door waiting for the hundreds of people to enter the doors. After a few minutes most the rush left, Shane grabbed the back of Zane's arm and took him into the crowded house. Shane took Zane to the lounge, they sat down at the bar and got drinks.

"Mr. Smith, should you be drinking?"

"It's my parents party. Get my friend and I some drinks please?" Shane gives a warm smile. The bartender nods with a wink. "So, impressed with the rich people houses yet?"

"Of course I've already seen the exterior, but I am impressed for sure."

"I'm glad. You should see the rest, want me to give you a tour?" Shane give a sly smile, he nudged his foot against Zane's.

"Yeah, I'd love to see what I've missed out on."

Shane laughed and they wait for their drinks as the room gets busier. Zane would smile and watch as Shane put up his friendly act with all the old people he's never met before, but his parents depended on the kindness from their son to the guest. When they got a few drinks in them they stand up and Shane guided him to the kitchen.

"Four ovens, 2 fringes, and each oven has a faucet to fill pots. This is my dream kitchen right here. Spacious, organized, good appliances. This is amazing," Zane gawked.

"You like to cook a lot then?" Shane presumed, ever so slightly brushing his hand against Zane's.

"Of course I do. I take after my bio dad. He was always cooking. He was a biker that had a hobby of cooking."

"Did you cook with him?"

"All the time," Zane smiles weakly. "My bio father  and I always comes together. Mom hated cooking, and she want the greatest either," Zane laughed, then molded to the sky and whispered "sorry Ma."

Shane nudged his shoulder against Zane's bicep, Zane looked down at his boyfriend and grinned. Shane grabbed Zane's arm and started pulling him through the kitchen and towards the dining hall. A wide and long table sat empty and abandoned in the secluded room. Shane looked around then pecked his boyfriends cheek.

"Thank you for coming with me. I really hate these things. At least I get drinks without my parents knowing, but I hate everything about these events."

Zane grinned ear to ear while print his hand on the small of Shane's back. Shane copied the move, but this time he pulled the two of them out of the large double doors and into what Zane can only describe as a ballroom. The room was packed, people were shoulder to shoulder. Toe to toe. Back to back. Stomach to stomach. Zane shutter at the closeness, then moved  his hand to grab Shanes hand, not wanting to lose his boyfriend in the seas of people. They pulled each other through the crowd. Shane tugged them to the main stairs and up to the second floor. They breath sighs of relief when they are no longer surrounded by people. They held hands the rest of the way through the tour.

Then they get to the third floor Zane and Shane step around the long corridors, holding rooms upon room. Shane takes Zane to his bedroom, they open the doors and step up the stairs to the room.

"It's a lot more plain then I thought," Zane commented, noticing the blank walls and  bland colored room.

"Yeah. My parents are hard Christian's , they wouldn't appreciate my decor.at my aunts though, that's where I keep my things. My aunt has a spare bedroom that's basically just become mine whenever I'm there, which is a lot more than my parents know. They are so absorbed with their own worlds to recognize when I'm gone or not. Not to mention, this house is so damn big, they wouldn't notice if I randomly slept in another bedroom or not. They all look the same."

Shane seemed depressed when talking about his room and his parents. Zane hugged him from behind gently, showing Shane that he was listening and he cared. Zane turned the boy in his arms around and pressed his lips to the boy's forehead. Shane smiled and hugged the other. Together they stood in each others grasp, massaging each others backs and shoulders with gently touches. Zane pressed a kiss to Shane's lips, soft and short. The other smiles and pressed in more.

"Thank you for being here for me."

Zane smoked brightly, "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Zane dragged Zane to the couch in Shane's room. Zane placed Shane on the bottom, he climbed on top and kissed the boy. He trailed kisses along the boys forehead, to his cheeks, to his nose, to his jaw, so his chin, and finally to his lips. Zane depended the kiss and kisses Shane's jaw again. Then his neck.

"Wait, not there," Shane paused the other boy. Zane nodded and backed up. Shane pulled his tie loose, unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and laid his head back down. "This, this is okay," his face flushed red.

Zane leaped at the opportunity, attaching Shane skin when he could, wherever he could below the line of the suit sort. Leaving all types of marks. Things got pretty heated, and nigh boys had to separate to keep their cool.

"God Shane," Zane mumbled and laid his head back on a cushion. "You intoxicate me like a damn drug."

"Hah, easy for you to say. I'm the receiver, how do you think I feel?" Shane laid his head back further into the crack of the cushions. "I feel like I'm high as a mother fucking kite," Shane laughed out the words, feeling his mind still dizzy with lust and love. Which was more powerful? He didn't know. Love. A crazy concept he didn't understand.

"Hey little emo," Zane leaned forwards and kissed his lips. "I know you got a responsibility here, but after, how about I take you out?"

"It'll be late, you have a match tomorrow. You need rest," Shane smiled, ignoring the nickname. He liked it. It was unique and Zane said it so kindly.

"Shane, baby, I'm gonna be just fine," Zane chuckled, pressing his lips to Shane temple. "What do you say? Late night dinner with some late night fun?"

Shane wrapped his arms around Zane's neck and pressed his body against his boyfriend. He mumbles "I'd love to" before they devoured each others lips.