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Chapter 14:

Since Corey had admitting to liking Joey, Joey was over the moon. It had been a few weeks, and he knew he was stupid because Corey had ignored him weeks prior? but he couldnt stay mad at him. He never could. It was like his weakness and damn...those cheek bones...

He knew Corey had issues, it was obvious, hed always had issues and Joey respected that. He first met Corey when he was around twelve when Corey moved into the block. He was a very shy, flinchy kid when they first met. He hid behind his mom, and he didnt want to talk to Joey at first it wasnt really until one day, Joey was playing basket ball outside his house and Corey wanted to play. Joey liked Corey since he wasnt an asshole. Or he didnt seem it. And the two hit it off from there. Joey was the one that used to fuck shit up, like hugging Corey, that's something Corey used to hate, Corey now would just shove him off and curse, but Corey then would just flinch and panic. It always made Joey wonder why. But he accepted Corey for who he was.

Of course when Corey was thirteen he moved away for a couple years. He didnt speak to him at all. Those were hard years for Joey, and he was bullied relentlessly. But one day, after a couple years and the bullying had died down a bit a fifteen year old Joey layed eyes on Corey. He was standing in his school corridor. Corey was a lot tougher, a lot more unapproachable and had a lot more attitude with being more aggressive, but he remembered Joey. And he talked to him as if he had never left.

Corey obviously was well, there was no beating round the bush. Mentally ill. He was impulsive and deluded with compulsions and the weirdest fucking self image of either fucking love or fucking loathing himself. He was a very much black and white thinker. Even from when they hit it off. Corey shoplifted on occasions as well as just smoked like a chimney. However Joey liked that, Joey was also not the most stable, hiding his depression and anxiety, no one seemed to understand. But Corey coming back at fifteen was just what Joey needed. Being bullied for all that time by himself with no friends to turn to. Corey coming back was a miracle.

And then of course when they were sixteen Joey admitted he was gay, and Corey had said he was bi. And a few months down the line at a party they hooked up.

But here as an eighteen year old, Joey staring at the celing thinking about his childhood friend and teenage crush, who in fact liked him back.

But Joey wanted to be more than friends who liked each other, and more then friends with benefits. He wanted to be boyfriends. He knew Corey would hate that. Hate the idea and the word. Boyfriends. But he had to try. Right?

He looked at his metallica poster as it fell down. "Shit." He rolled his eyes as he stated at the members. "I'm gonna fuck it up it aren't I?"

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Corey opened his door "Joey." He smiled softly.

Corey had been dealing with a lot of the few week, but had managed to not upset Joey and he was proud of that. He was letting Joey in, way to close for comfort and he hated that. He hated it a lot. But he was so infatuated with Joey, he was letting it happen.

Of course it wasnt healthy. They'd go for a walk together, holding hands, and corey would smile despite the rise of anxiety in his chest, and Joey would laugh at some dumb joke Corey would tell to get the focus off him when Joey was concerned as to why he'd shake.

But when he got home, he'd breakdown. He was scared. He was still scared. He reckoned he was always going to be scared. Because there were only three ways that this could go. Either Joey would take his heart and stomp on it. Get close enough to become Corey's living breath, the oxygen he breathes and then leave, Mercilessly, taking Corey's heart with it. Corey would run away if that happened and just kill himself. He wasn't going to lie. Or, he would trust Joey, giving him too much trust and Joey would use that fact to take something that he thought was still there, but taken a long time ago. Joey would take everything from him, humiliate him, fuck him up more. He'd probably manage to find Jason and some how get Corey to suffer more. In that case Corey thought he'd actually drop dead. Or he actually liked Corey, and didnt want anything from him that Corey wasnt ready to give.