The Betrothed (BoyxBoy)

XXIV.

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Hunter's POV

I was panicking badly when Francine suddenly showed up. Even though Tyler was nowhere in sight, I feared that Francine's appearance may cause a problem between us and I wasn't up for that. I know that Tyler has his small doubts about my being gay only for him, but I didn't know of any way to assure him that he's the only one I think of.

He's the only one I'm attracted to.

The only one in my heart.

The only one I love.

When Tyler finally showed up as Francine was forcing herself up on me, I was shattered. Broken. I didn't want Tyler to see what was happening in that spot then because I didn't have the courage to shove her away immediately. Instead, I had to make him suffer through watching another person kiss me. 

Still though, I didn't expect Tyler to react so lightly to the situation. Though it may not have reached his eyes, Tyler still put out a playful act. His smile still brought happiness to those who saw it, but I know that he was also broken inside. That's was gave me the courage to finally tell Francine off.

I promised the person I love that I would break up with Francine as soon as I got the chance, and that moment of weakness had almost completely broken that promise. No, I didn't think about getting back together with her - she can get lost. I love Tyler more than I have ever felt for Francine. I didn't even love her, just really like her. Besides, I felt nothing for her anymore.

Knowing Tyler's personality, I thought he would be furious with what he had just witnessed, so when he jumped on me and claimed my lips, I was left in utter shock. I almost stumbled backwards to fall right on my butt, but I quickly tried to balance myself again and holder Tyler closer to my chest as if I was trying to merge our bodies into one. It almost frustrates me that this was as close to each other as we can get. They has to be something more to complete that connection.

The heat radiating from Tyler's body was truly pleasant and comforting. It calmed my heart that was beating erratically when I couldn't make sense of what was happening, but Tyler's presence made everything sensical again. I didn't realize that without Tyler by my side, everything I saw was darkness as if there was no happiness in the world. But as soon as my eyes found Tyler, everything seemed to glow, shining brightly as if the sun was trying to give all of us cancer.

To everyone else it might sound like some sappy, cliché shít, but those words completely describe exactly how it feels to have Tyler around. When Tyler was bedridden because of that stupid illness, a part of me had died and wanted so badly to make him feel better. It made me feel worse that I couldn't do anything for him, but to make him ride it out. If I could, I would have briefly trade places with him just so he wouldn't feel the pain and discomfort of being sick.

That's how deep my love was for Tyler.

No. Even deeper. I would definitely take a bullet for him or even sacrifice myself just to keep him safe.

So naturally, I wanted to turn things around from all the gloomy events that occurred at the mall. And what better way to do that but to continue on with our date? I have planned a very romantic scene for us to enjoy and Francine had to ruin it for both of us. But we won't let that stop us from making the best of today.

The date must go on!

I grabbed Tyler's wrist and lugged him around with me towards the parking lot. I wove around through the mass of people dodging left and weaving right just so we can get out of the crowded place. Meanwhile, I saw Tyler clutching on tightly to a bag that I assumed was from a jewelry store. I constantly glanced at the bag deep in thought of what could have been inside.