If My Heart Was a House (An Adam Young/Breanne Düren Romance Fanfic)

Chapter 16

Adam's POV

I ran through the woods sobbing until I tripped and I scraped my knees and hands. I ended up staying on the ground and I continued sobbing and I started screaming and cussing. I was furious with my parents and I hated Austin. The only people I didn't hate are Matthew and Breanne.

I laid there crying my eyes out still cussing until dawn and I heard my cousin say,

"Adam!"

I stopped cussing and I sat up. I heard a noise and I eventually saw Matthew come into view.

"Oh my gosh what happened to your face!?" Matthew exclaimed as he helped me stand up.

I leaned against him and we stared walking. We reached his house in the woods and went inside. Matthew led me to the den and we sat down. Then I told him everything that happened. When I finished, he held me close and he kissed my forehead.

"Need help proving to Bre that you're not gay?" Matt asked

"Sure," I replied.

He readjusted himself on the couch and I sat up.

"First off. And this may seem like an awkward question but who did you kiss first? Austin or Bre?" Matt asked

I made an "Uhhhh" noise and my face grew red.

"Y-you know the answer to that question," I said, "to be honest, it was Austin but I wish it was Breanne."

Matthew laughed to himself.

"Ah your love for Breanne knocks your sexuality straight," he said more to himself than to me.

I looked at him with a confused expression on my face. He ruffled my hair.

"What I mean is that you love Breanne so much you stopped being gay," Matthew clarified, "how long has it been since you and Austin...y'know?"

My face grew red.

"It's been four years since we've done it. Ever since I started high school," I said, "except for yesterday. That's when he turned it into a make out session. We-"

"Oh gosh stop it!!" He exclaimed, "I don't want every detail of you and Austin! What I want to say is that go with Bre. Your love for her is strong Adam."

I smiled faintly.

"Okay," I said, "hey you were gay once right Matthew?"

Matthew's face grew bright red.

"Once? Adam I still am. That's why I live here out in the woods alone and why I work as a doctor," he said.

I laughed then I asked, "do you still have your music stuff?"

Matthew nodded his head 'yes' and he asked me why. I smiled and I told him I needed to write a song.

Breanne's POV

I laid on my bed replaying the image of Adam and Austin over and over in my mind. He told me he loved me then he made out with Austin. Now I'm not even sure if I like Adam more than a friend. Or even as a friend for that matter. If he really does love me, he'd stop flirting with Austin. I sighed and I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in!" I said

My parents walked in.

"Hey sweetie," mom said as I sat up, "how you doing?"

I stared at my lap and I played with the hem of my shirt. I fought back tears as I slowly shrugged my shoulders. My parents sat beside me and mom hugged me. I started crying.

"H-he told me he liked me, mom," I said, "but he really likes Austin! They even kissed each other."

"I know sweetie. But Adam is going to prove that he's not gay anymore. Well. That's what you said," dad said, "just give him time."

I let go of mom and I looked at dad. He gently wiped away the tears from my face.

"Breanne, you've been up here for over five hours it's already nine in the morning. Do you want something to eat?" Dad asked

I opened my mouth to say, "I'm not hungry." But my stomach growled loudly for a few seconds. My parents and I laughed and I nodded my head 'yes.' Dad smiled and he kissed my forehead.

"Alright. How about we go into town for breakfast," he said, "and we'll have a fun time today."

"Okay," I replied as they both hugged me then they got up.

I stood up and they went out so I could change my clothes. I put on white shirts, flip-flops, and a yellow tee shirt. After that, I went out and I joined my parents outside. A happy sigh escaped my mouth as I got in the backseat of the convertible. Then the next thing I knew, we were driving towards town to have breakfast and to have a good time.