Catch Me If You Can (boyxboy)

Just so everyone knows, this story will contain a boyxboy romance, meaning, it's a gay love story. Don't like, don't read. No homophobes.

"Catch me if you can!" giggles Owen as he dashes around tree after tree, his bright dyed-blue hair bouncing as he escapes with Danni, his older sister's, shoe.

"Why you little..." Danni mutters as she chases after him, her red hair blowing in the wind. Erica, Sam and I laugh as we watch the odd pair run around in circles, the older yelling profanities as the younger just laughs it off and proceeds to climb a tree.

I saw it coming before it happened. I jump up and run over to the tree just in time to catch Owen's small, frail body as it falls. He screams and curls into my arms, the shock finally registering in his brain.

"Holy crap," Danni mutters as the color of her face pales as she rushes to my side and clings to her baby brother.

"You idiot," she scolds as she gets over the initial shock of Owen almost dying, "what is wrong with you? You know you have asthma and all this other medical shit! Oh god, you almost died! What if Tate wasn't there to catch you! God, I almost lost you..." she rambles on and I turn my attention to the trembling boy in my arms. His bright green eyes dart around frantically as his cheeks flush, distorting his porcelain skin.

Beautiful.

I've wanted him for so long. He's funny, cute, and carefree. His smile lights up my world and whenever I'm around him, I'm just struck with the urge to protect him. Good thing I have a black belt in four different fighting styles, because this boy gets into trouble a lot.

You'd think someone like me, athletic and popular, would have no problem at all telling someone that I love them.

But I do have a problem with it. Asides from my immediate group of friends, the people in this town are a bunch of homophobes. Plus, Owen isn't the type of person who can keep his mouth shut, so our relationship wouldn't be able to stay hidden. I can't risk him getting bullied for it at school. On top of all that... I just don't know if he likes me back.

Sad, I know, but that's just the type of person I am.

*A few hours earlier*

Owen’s pov.

“Owen, we’re gonna go to the park later,” Danni calls from the hallway, “Wanna come?” No.

“Sure.” I listen as Danni’s footsteps travel down the stairs and I sigh. It’s hard keeping this happy go lucky attitude up when all I want to do is curl-up and cry. I sigh again and avert my attention back to my reflection.

Some people would see big green eyes, bright blue hair, porcelain skin, the works. But that’s not what I see. I see big green eyes, too big for my face. Hair that makes me stand out from everybody else. Skin so pale, I look like a creep that never goes outside.

Ugly.

No wonder Mom left.

Tears form in my eyes as I think about my mom. She just up and left without an explanation, but I keep getting a nagging feeling that I had something to do with it. When she left, Dad started gambling to make money. Now he’s somewhere in Europe for a poker tournament. Danni takes care of me.

My mind wanders to Tate. Tate Hunter, the beautiful, athletic, muscular guy I have a crush on. He’s all I wish I could be. The only good trait I have is that I’m smart.

I don’t know how long I stand there, just thinking about all the things I wish I could be, but eventually, Danni comes knocking at the door and tells me to hurry up because we’re leaving. I sigh and pull on some blue skinnies and a white Black Veil Brides T-shirt. I look in the mirror and put on my best smile. Can’t have people knowing you’re depressed, now can we? It’ll cause so many problems for Danni. I don’t want to burden her anymore.