Breakthru: A Maylor Fanfiction

I Love You

Roger was absentminded the whole day, thinking about what he saw that morning.

Their classes finished. Roger's class finished earlier and he started waiting for Brian in front of his class.

Brian exited the classroom and saw Roger.  "Hi Rog!" He looked comfortable now.

"Can we talk a little?" Roger said looking down.

"O-Of course..." Brian said, getting worried by the sound in Roger's voice.

They went to sit on the bench, in the garden of the campus.

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Like what, Roger?"

"Why are you hiding? What are you fearing? Hint: It's about me."

Brian was surprised. It suddenly hit him. He opened his mouth and closed it. He opened it again with little tear drops collecting in his eyes.
"Roger, you-you looked inside my locker?"

"Say it."

"Ro-Roger..."

"Tell it."

"I-"

"Get the bloody thing out of your mouth."

"I ha-have feelings f-for you." He said with his voice cracking. He got up.
"I'm so sorry!"

He started walking away, crying from embarrasement. Roger got up and stopped him with a shout.
"Brian!"
He turned to Roger.
"Come here, we haven't stopped talking."

Brian started coming to him. He sat down again and looked down.
"Why are you doing this to me Roger? It's like a torture to me talking about this and you push me into it. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have messed with straight guys. Especially, with my best friend."

"Who said I'm straight?"
Roger said smirking. Brian looked up at him, surprised.

Roger looked around to see if someone was there. They were alone. Roger slowly got closer to Brian and pressed his lips onto the guitarist's, wiping his tears away.
Brian couldn't kiss back because of the shock. Roger pulled away and looked at Brian, who was staring at the space. It was like he was in a trance.

"I love you Brian."

Brian bit his bottom lip. He hugged Roger tightly.

"I love you too."

2 months later...

Roger was going to be staying in Brian's house for the weekend. He had the keys to his house. They shared everything. All moments, all thoughts. Things touchable and untouchable. They were in a loving relationship.

Roger opened the door.
"Hello!"

Brian didn't reply. Roger could see Brian's curly hair (he wasn't straightening it anymore because Roger liked it curly...)on the couch but he wasn't answering.

"Baby??"

He went next to Brian and sat on the couch but he turned his head.

"Hey, what happened?"

"You commited a very big crime Roger." He said. He was clearly angry.

"What!?"

"Yeah..."

"What have I done? If you won't tell me, how can I know?"

"You stole something...from me."

"What!? No I didn't!"