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I woke up with a smile on my face. The sunlight shined through the curtains a few feet away from me. I stared at the ceiling for a few minutes and then sat up. I wasn't tired anymore, which is weird for me. I guess I slept well. That's because of you, Scott. You make everything okay, in a way.

I looked over at you. You were gone... I thought you left me. I thought the whole thing maybe was just a dream. Or maybe you set me up. I mean, to be honest, we weren't that close yet. Even though you said you loved me last night, I feel like something important is missing from our "relationship." Hell, do we even have a relationship right now? What would you call us? Are we dating or am I just a desperate dreamer?

I turned my body and placed my feet on the floor next to the bed. I had a headache. I wanted to see you, as reassurance that you didn't leave me alone and abandoned. I didn't want to be betrayed by you like I was with everyone I had once trusted. Now they are all gone. You are the only thing I have. And you want me to go back to school? I don't know if I can agree with that so quickly. I don't want to get bullied. I know you said you would protect me, but I'm still worried and it is nerve racking. What if something goes wrong? I'm worrying too much about everything. I need you.

I stand to my feet and look around. I am in your house. So would you really leave me alone in your house?

I walked over to the door and gently turned the knob. I peered out in the hallway and saw the kitchen lights on. Maybe you were still there after all. I walked out and winced as the floor creaked beneath me.

"Mitch?" Your voice startled me. You didn't leave me. I sighed of relief and walked faster to the kitchen where you stood waiting to pull me into a good morning hug. Your embrace is warm and it is what I needed since I was living in the woods. You make me feel safe, Scotty.

"How did you sleep?"

"I would have slept better if I was beside you," I pout and he frowned.

"I'm sorry, Mitchy."

"It's okay....Scotty," I smirked at you and we both broke out into laughter.

I am now sitting on the couch in your living room and eating breakfast. You keep looking over at me. I mean, I guess it is kind of awkward now that you know about this journal and everything, but it's crucial I still write in it. I need to remember all of this because my dreams are simply coming true each and every day I spend with you.

I feel like my life fell apart, but you have fixed my life. I have fallen apart, but you have fixed me.

"I find it cute that you have that whole book dedicated to me," you said as you came over and sat next to me. I am going to continue writing. I don't care. You laugh quietly at my actions and lean over to read what I have been writing. I shift away but you pull me back.

"You can trust me Mitch," I nod and move back after a slight hesitation. You look over it and I can see a faint blush washing over your face. I feel accomplished ha ha.

"I fixed you?"

"You did indeed."

"How?"

"You saved me from the world, Scott. When everyone was so against me you showed me that if I can't be loved by those assholes, I can be loved by you and that's all I need." I speak honestly. You look deeply into my eyes and I back away for a second, but then feel secure. I move closer.

"That's beautiful.." You pause and lick your lips, "kind of like you." I pause and blush, covering my face a bit. You grab my hands and stares straight into my eyes once more.

"Don't cover your face. You're perfect." My breathing hitches as I see you lean in and place your hand on my cheek to pull me closer. I lean in with you and our lips meet. When they do, fireworks go off in my stomach and I am alive for a few seconds. You pull away and I wish your lips were still on mine. I need you. You make me feel so amazing. So happy. And if you betray me and leave me some day then I honestly don't know what I would even do with myself.

"Are you feeling okay to go to school today?"

"Not really, Scott." I frown and I can see the disappointment clear in your face. I want to be strong for you, but it just doesn't feel like an option anymore. "Didn't school already start anyways?" I question you and you laugh.

"Only about 30 minutes in. We could just be late. I've done it many times."

"But I never have.."

"Then be bad with me this time," you smirk at me and my heart melts. I nod and you laugh again at my red face. "C'mon Mitch. I know you can do this. I will help you through everything. Really."

"I mean I guess I could give it a try, yeah." I shrug.

"That's my Mitchy!" You kiss my cheek lightly and jump up to get ready for school. What did I get myself into?

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You park the car and grab my hands.

"Are you sure you're ready?"

"I guess so." You get out and come around to open my door. Wow, such a fucking gentleman. I love you. No, I'm IN love with you. They say at this age we don't truly know what love is, but I suddenly know everything about it when I look into your eyes. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the door open next to me. I took your hand that you had out for me and jumped out of the car with my backpack. You didn't have one. I could have guessed to be honest. You never did your homework, or even participated in anything. You skipped school a lot and came in late all the time. And now, I was with you. Following in your footsteps. Woah. How did THAT happen?

The front doors were open and no one was in the office. Go figure. We "sneak" (more like walk through the doors) and go to my locker right around the corner.

"First block is almost over. We can just wait." My heart skips a beat. This was such a rush for me since I have never done anything like this before. I was under the influence of my snobby, strict parents. With you though, I feel free.

The bell rings.

I freak out inside.

What will people say or think when they see us together?

I stand still, close to tears.

"Hey, look! It's the fucking faggot!!" A kid screams. I recognize that voice. Ryan.

"Who you calling a faggot you ass?" You step up to confront him. But next thing I know, you're on the floor.

And I'm right there. Beside you.

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Hope you enjoy this chapter! Leave some feedback :) -Ray


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