Somewhere In Neverland ~Flykarth~

Chapter 7

  After about an hour of playing, I'd finally found myself relaxing a bit, feeling a little more at ease. Not many words where said, and any words that where, they where mostly his. I was still unsure about Matt, I know he'd showed me his arms and told me he was gay and all that, but, I wasn't one to give up trust so easy. It didn't help he was friends, no matter his reasons, with Alan, it made me feel nervous about it being a total set up.
"So, uh, how long you known?" Matt looked up at me, he was sat on his bed, while I was sat next to it on a computer chair.
"Known?"
"You where, you know, gay? you don't have to tell me."
"Fifteen."
"I was fourteen. Look Lex, I am really sorry about what happened at school." He sighed, pulling his knee's up to his chest, not looking at me, just staring out in front of him.
"It's ok, wasn't your fault, you where nice enough to give me a heads up, I should of done what you said and walked out."
"Yeah, he came in at lunch, bragging about making a scene, or well 'high school episode' as he calls it. I had no idea who was the target, but it's usually always Kellin, and I just wanted you two out of there. And then..."
"Yeah..." My heart sank and the memory replayed in my head.
"Hey, I know it's not much comfort, but it I will be ok eventually. And I'll do what I can to help you through it, and Kellin. I'm going to try to reach out to him when I get a chance, I wanna be there for both of you...for...you." He sighed, letting his head drop.
"Why?"
"Like I said, I know how it feels and...I-I'm trying so hard to find the courage, to stand up to him, but in the mean time, I-I just want to do what I can."
I shook my head. "Don't. D-don't get yourself hurt." I didn't want him to join me and Kellin, I didn't want to see him hurt like I do.
"You deserve better then that Alex. You deserve to have someone fight for you. So does Kellin. I don't know him well, but I can tell he's not a bad kid, neither of you deserve any of it."
I sighed and moved myself to sit next to Matt. "I'll live, so will Kel."
"Promise me you won't do something stupid, please." He lent his head on my shoulder.
"I'll try, I-I won't go all the way...that I can promise...not after my brother...but I-I can't promise I won't..."
"I promise it'll get better."
"I wish I could believe you." I sighed, I wanted to believe him, so bad, but, I'd never had been given reason to believe before.
"I'll make you believe me, whatever it takes. Wh-what happened to your brother?"
"I, uh, he, um..." My eyes welled with tears, he looked up at me and instantly wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm sorry, you don't have to tell me."
We just sat there, his arms around me, while I just sat there, fighting the tears back. "Um, could I get a drink?" I had to brake the silence and change the subject before I cracked.
"Oh, yeah, sorry, what you want? We got, uh, coffee, water, some strawberry milkshake stuff, which is heavenily bt the way, and, uh, I think we got some Pepsi too."
I loved Pepsi! "Um, could I have a Pepsi please?"
"Sure." He pulled away from me and got up. "I'll be back in a second." I nodded and he left.

Matt's POV
I sighed as I grabbed two cans of Pepsi from the fridge. I knew what he meant when he spoke about his brother. I saw that look in his eyes, he didn't have to say a word, his eyes told it all. He was so...broken, but, I wanted to be the one to fix him. The one to make him feel ok, the one to make him happy, the one to give him a reason to believe there is hope. He had none, and I wanted to be the one to fix that. And I was going to, no matter what it took...I would, one day I'll find the courage to stand up to Ashby, I couldn't promise it would be tomorrow, or next week, or even next month...but one day I would, for him, even if he didn't want me too. God why am I such a coward?! Why am I letting my past control me?! Why did I have to be so damn scared?! Man up Flyzik!
I sighed once more, shutting the fridge, I decided to quickly make some popcorn, butter flavor, my favorite...I hope Alex like's it. I bunged it in the microwave and waited for it to ding before putting it into a bowl and heading back upstairs.
"I made some popcorn if you want some? It's butter flavor though..."
"I like butter flavor, sweet's better, but butter's cool." He spoke quietly, barely loud enough for me to hear him.
"No way! Butter's the best!"
"You need new taste buds." He gave a small smile and chuckle...it was a genuine one too, and I loved it.
"You're opinion." I shrugged and sat back down next to him. "Here you go." I handed him his drink.
"Thanks, I haven't had Pepsi in age, it's my favorite."
"Ok, now that's something we can agree on." I smiled. "Want to find something on Netflix?"
"Sure...but, uh, no Mickey Mouse."
"Why not?!"
"Because he's lame." He looked at me with possibly the brightest smile I'd ever seen.
"He is not!" I faked offence.
"Kinda is."
"Take that back!" I threw a piece of pop corn at him.
"Make me!" He took a piece and threw one back.
"I'll make you eat those words one day!"
"Uh huh, okay then." He rolled his eyes at me and I narrowed mine.
"No really."
"OK, sure." He nodded, "We'll see."
"Mmmmhmm." I turned my nose up at him, looking away.
"Awww did I offend you?" He poked my arm and I turned my head back to him.
"No, but you hurt all my Mickey's feelings...and that hurts me." I pouted. I was secretly basking in this sudden change in person from Alex. He seemed so...playful, light hearted...I liked this side...this is the side of him that should always be on show. But I'll settle for having it to myself for now.
"Awww, I'm sorry." He pulled his best puppy dog eyes at me. Damn they where adorable!
"Apologize to Mickey's..." I waved my hand around the room.
"I'm not apologizing to a bunch of soft toys." He let out a little laugh.
"Fine then!" I slumped back, folding my arms and huffing.
"Urgh, fine, I'm sorry Mickey's."
I grinned. "That's better! I'll let you pick what we watch." I found Netflix on my xbox dashboard and handed him the remote.
He ended up settling for the first Spider-Man movie, that was cool, I liked Spider-Man and we just sat there watching, eating the pop corn, occasionally throwing a piece or two at the other.