How To Love Someone

How Do You Love Someone

The video is the inspiration for this story. You'd probably understand it better if you watch that as well, but you don't really need it.  

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Screaming. 

It was so loud in my ears. I was watching the male stand before me, fists clenched by his sides as he yelled over at the ocean, the crashing of waves drowning his voice, the wind whipping at his words and his charcoal colored hair. There were tear marks evident on his cheeks...His eyes squeezed shut. 

There he was...Before me, his side facing me. 

What had happened? That was simple...Heartbreak. 

Pitied feelings I stared, wanting to reach out and bring him into my eyes. But...He knew my motive behind it. Wanting him for my own...It was obvious at this point. I didn't just love him, it was true, my heart beat just so faster when I saw him; pounding in my ears and whacking against my chest. Yet...With that love lust was evident. I wanted him in bed, it was true. I wanted to have him to myself...Though after this girl it wouldn't happen and I believed him to be quite straight. 

"Luke." I whispered, puffs of steam emitting from my lips as I spoke. He turned to gaze at me, those moon grey eyes glaring at me, the streaks on his face, 

"What do you want?" He growled, and I instantly felt that sadness grow in me. Why was he so cold to me? The one who always loved him despite the times I'd been thrown onto the ground, dragged through the mud, 

"Luke...I..." My mouth remained opened, I stared at those bright yet dark eyes. Dark with the rage he felt towards the woman who had torn him apart, broken him down and left the pieces for me to clean up... 

"You what?!" He shouted at me, Luke was so furious now, I could feel that rage billowing off of him, how he probably wished to attack me, the useless friend...The one who'd been there for him since the beginning. "You can't help me Mark! You and your stupid, 'I love you's!' They mean nothing to me you piece of crap! Stop it!" Luke grabbed onto his head, a groan coming from him as more tears broke through. 

I was in shock...The fact he'd actually yell at me in such a way...Tell me these things. Why did it make me so upset? Why did I want to hurt him now? Abuse him? No. That wasn't me.  

"Luke." I said, stepping right up before him, waiting for him to look up at me, look me right in my dark brown eyes. Those pools of milk chocolate, matching the strands of hair that fell before my very eyes.  

He of course looked, his jaw clenched, those eyes burning with the anger of losing someone. I couldn't hold it, couldn't take it. That paled face, those dark locks falling into his pools. Why? Why do you have to be my best friend? 

I didn't care anymore; I wasn't going to keep it a secret. Sure, rumors may have been said, but I never confessed to his face. He reached forward, getting my arm around him waist to press him against my body, expecting him to snarl and try to rip my eyes out, but all he did was stand there, fear now entering his pools, causing them to grow wide with that fear. Fear of being taken by another male.

I forced my lips to his again expecting him to attack but nothing happened, he remained so still, holding tightly onto my for arms as I kissed him. Soon, Luke returned the kiss, allowing himself to get closer, making it deeper.  

A moment, he pulled back, drawing in a deep breath, his eyes directing to the ground, "Mark...I..." A blush was on his features, a new set of tears forming in his eyes. He pushed me away, "You can't do that to me!" He turned, putting his arm over his eyes then ran into the forest, heading back towards our town. 

That frown was evident upon my lips. Why had I done that? 

I looked up towards the waning moon, the black clouds beginning to role in and steal the cool light. So what was this the start of?

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New story idea. Not sure if I shall continue or not, but if you can't get what it is, here.  

Luke and Mark have been friends for a while. Mark isn't neccessarily gay, he just seems to have a strong passion for his friend Luke, who just went through a break up and wants nothing to do with relationships. Mark, fully knowing this, can't stand it anymore and kisses Luke by the sea, under the moon. In confusion and frustration, Luke runs away, the rumors he's heard of Mark having a thing for him being true.

So...Tell me what YOU think? :)