Alex isn't ashamed to say that he is a fake. C'mon don't judge him,when in Rome do as the Romans do. It's highschool no one likes you for who you really are. So why not be the charming top student everyone likes. However when Oliver a bisexual boy becomes his neighbour and classmate he can't be as perfect as always.

According to Axel living life to its fullest extent,being happy,to love and to be loved, and to have someone who's always by your side is called breathing. That is why he's been holding his Breath for two years. When he meets Oliver he thinks he's able to breathe again. And they lived happily ever after NOT c'mon things aren't ever that simple

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP