Teen Hearts (Brallon Fanfic)

I Wanna Be Free (BOTHPOVS)

BDEN POV

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I sat there staring blankly at the lockers. How could Dallon like me? There was no possible way, I've seen how happy he is with Breezy, and we've know each other since we were like 7.

"Yikes, that sounded bad," a voice behind me said, I whip around to see the hottest guy in school, Ryan Ross.

"Excuse me? Fuck off," I said, standing up, "this is none of your business."

"Dude, chill, it's fine, I get it. There's nothing wrong with bisexuality." He said, nonchalantly as he walked to the other side of the lockers, the side I was standing on.

"Yeah? What do you know about bisexuality, dumbass?" I asked, ready to punch him in the face. Who the fuck does this kid think he is? I've had a bad enough day as it is, and he's just being a pest right now.

We got chest to chest, my face contorted into disgust and his in a sly smile, "What do I know about bisexuality? This."

He grabbed my face in both hands and kissed me hard, our lips crashing together. At first I tried pulling away, but his lips felt so soft. I was so weak, and at that moment, all I wanted was to forget feelings.

He opened his mouth and licked my lip, and I opened for him. Our tongues were battling for dominance, his teeth slightly nipping my lip. We continued making out, and I pushed him against the lockers, our hands intertwined above his head. His back arched and I arched into him, trying to eliminate all space between us.

Ryan pushed me on the bench, his body in between my legs as he leaned down and kissed me again and again. We were both being rough and strong with all of our actions, as if we were actually fighting. His lips felt so right, so amazing for mine. Like they were the perfect fit.

He pulled away abruptly, just inches from my face and smiled sexily.

"So, your place or mine?"

DAL POV

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I stormed out of the locker room and began walking home. All I could think about was Brendon; my Benny-bear. I didn't want him to be with anyone else, and I didn't want anyone but him. But am I gay?

Dallon Weekes? Gay? That didn't even sound right in my head. And besides, I've loved a girl before, Breezy.

SHIT BREEZY. We were suppose to get coffee after school today and talk about homecoming outfits.

I took out my phone and pressed the second speed dial. She always hated that she was second, but BDEN was always before anyone else.

She didn't answer but she texted: "Dallon, what do you want? I'm in class."

"Breezy, I completely forgot we had a date tonight, and I'm almost home already, can you just come over?"

"Dallon, do you ever go to class? 😒 Alright, see you in a few."

I was happy she wasn't pissed about it, but to be honest, I didn't really want to see Breezy. Today was just not the day for me.

When I got home, Breezy was waiting for me in the driveway, I guess I walked really slow.

"Baby! How are you?" Breezy called out as I walked towards her, "You seem upset..."

I faked the best smile I could muster and said, "Oh no, I'm fine, just super tired. Let's go inside yeah?"

"Okay, Dal," she said, not fully convinced.

We walked in and sat on my bed, and she took out her phone to show me dresses. She of course wanted the brightest ones there were.

"What about this one, Dal? You could wear your yellow tie I got you!" She said looking over at me.

"Yeah, sure. Okay." I said, my thoughts consumed by Brendon.

She put her phone down and scooted towards me, "Dallon, I have a question for you. But you can't answer until I've finished. I just want to know why we haven't even gone past making out in our relationship. And I KNOW YOURE MORMON. I am, too. But we've been together for a year now, and we're teenagers, Dal. I want to be able to experience that..."

I was taken aback by what she said. She wanted to go further with me? How far?

My thoughts were interrupted by her lips crashing onto mine, harder and more forceful than usual. She pushed me back on the bed and got on top of me. Her cold hands snaked underneath my shirt, feeling my body as my back arched underneath her. She continued kissing me until she broke off, grabbed the hems of her shirt nervously, and threw it off. She was beautiful, there was nothing else to say. I hesitantly ran my fingertips along her rib cage until she rolled her eyes, grabbed my hand, and put it under her bra. She leaned back down as I blushed more than I ever have, and whispered, "I want to go all the way with you, Dallon. Please, I want you."

A/N: OOOO DO BRENDON AND DALLON HAVE THEIR FIRST TIMES??? (brendon being his first GAY time). I actually have no idea yet so this is exciting for me too yay!

Just realized how short this chapter was 😩 I'll make it up to you!