I Fucking Hate Him

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I FUCKING HATE HIM CHAPTER FIVE

"Since when did you know?"

Tyler frowned and leaned closer to Remi. They were outside in Tyler's massive backyard having a swim, what with the insane 32-degree weather the town had been experiencing.

Remi dangled both his legs in the water, while slowly caressing slight circles around Tyler's knuckles...there was few things more intimate between two boys that could get your pulse racing like theirs were at this moment.

"When did I know, what?" Tyler answered back, his arm across Remi's shoulder, and every once and a while, giving him a slight squeeze...he didn't even realize he was doing it...it was pure honest instinct.

Remi stopped the knuckle pressing motions he had been doing, before he looked Tyler right in the eye.

"Dude, keep up! I'm asking you when did you know that...you know? That you are gay?"

As always when THAT word seemed to pop up, Tyler almost frantically looked around, more out of fear and habit than anything else, to see if anyone or anything was in ear shot of hearing what was being said...he didn't have the guts to come out yet, and for the most part, he knew that Remi felt the same.

Setchfield wasn't exactly known for its patience or its understanding of anything out of the normal status quo. Tyler shrugged his shoulders and held Remi a tad closer to him.

"I...I dunno, really. I guess, if I had to say, it was between when I was like twelve or thirteen. I was watching Manchester United play Liverpool one day and United back then had this bloke called Dan James who used to play for them. Remi, I swear my cock was hard in no time, I had literally never seen a more beautiful person, like a boy or a girl, in all my fucking life. I guess, that's when I knew something...something wasn't there for me, when looking at girls. I didn't feel the same, never did."

Remi giggled and gave Tyler a playful shove, the latter boy nearly tumbling into the water as he did so.

"Never seen a more beautiful person, huh? So, what am I? Shrek?"

Tyler reached over and ruffled Remi's thick blond hair until it was standing in all sort of directions, knowing by now that if there was ONE thing that Remi Carter HATED beyond belief, it was when someone fucked up his hair...

"YOU FUCKER!"

Remi giggled and then finally did what he should have done in the first place...he solemnly pushed Tyler right into the water.

With a yelp from the shock Tyler bounced into their pool with an almighty splash, but when Remi didn't realize, was that Tyler had more than enough time to pull him in the water with him. Remi's lungs were filled with the sudden water, until he burst out of the liquid prison before the two boys really started going at it.

Together, they both tried their best to become the so-called Alpha Male in this friendship...dunking each other's head under water, playfully shoving the other into the wet abyss, giggling and laughing all the way like only two teenage boys could do.

Tyler finally had the lesser weighing Remi up against the pool side area, and stood as close as he could to him, both boy's breathing now at a frantic pace from all the action they had just had.

Remi's eyes suddenly went from full of laughter and full of mischief, to full of emotion, as he stared closely into the eyes of the boy, he felt so strongly about...Tyler on the other hand...he almost couldn't breathe or speak for that matter...such was the way he always got lost in Remi's beautiful emerald-coloured eyes. Today, especially sparkling from all the Vitamin D both boys had now gotten during the course of the afternoon.

Tyler leaned in slowly, and reached upwards, cupping Remi's beautiful face inside the palm of his hand, his thumb ever so gently stroking the boy's cheek, before he slowly leaned in once more, and kissing the boy he loved with all his heart. Remi wasn't a statue either, and responded with every fiber of his being, to Tyler's more than wanted, attentions.

A desperate, needy moan escaped Remi's throat as Tyler's lips touched his own, the boy nearly crumbling underneath the intense feelings and vibrations that felt like it was going straight to his dick. Tyler's hand, which had been resting on Remi's cheek, moved itself as well as his left arm, towards around the dude's neck, as he bought their mouths even closer than they were before. Remi gave back as good as he got, as their tongues touched, slid over each other, bathed each other in the saliva of the opposing boy.

Remi pulled Tyler closer to him, and he suddenly gasped, in his virginal nativity, as he felt hat HAD to be Tyler's cock, brushing against his very own. He pulled away from Tyler somewhat, and had the sheer nerve to actually look down...and sure as hell, that teenage boner of Tyler Jackson was on a fucking mission to have sex...man, that thing looked hard as steel!

Tyler giggled nervously as he saw what Remi was actually doing, and therefore, he took a good look of his own, at what Remi had to offer. Whatever was hiding inside of the sixteen-year-old's swimming trunks, was already bulging at the seams, desperate to be let loose in into the big wide world out there.

"Fucking hell, bro, we've seen each other naked loads of time after soccer practice and I swear, it was never like this..." Remi whispered, but in the same instance, he couldn't take his eyes away from Tyler's crotch.

Tyler snickered happily, and finally leaned in to give Remi another earth-shattering kiss, like only he knew how.

"The other night, I jerked off thinking about you..." he said softly, before leaning to Remi's side and gently placing a kiss on his cheek, before leaning downwards even more and placing another kiss against his shoulder blade, allowing Remi to shudder with sexual anticipation, and his libido currently going absolutely haywire.

"Don't you dare fucking lie..." Remi whispered, as he tilted his neck to allow Tyler to continue his lip action on said neck, as his cock continued to strain against the tight fabric of his swimming trunks, harder than it's literally ever been, after hearing THAT!

Tyler looked up from his kissing attempts, to look Remi straight in the eye.

"I'm dead serious. You...you mean the world to me...you were always there, on my team, inside our joint classes...how did I never see how amazing you are?"

Remi sniffed one more time, because yet again launching himself at Tyler, as the two boys enjoyed another round of sloppy, kissy goodness. As Tyler finally released Remi, with an almighty sigh and quietly adjusted his groin area to be more comfortable, he pursed his lips and reached down, holding Remi's hand inside his own, and firmly at that.

"I meant what I said, after the game the other day...I hope you know that."

Remi nodded, but then he suddenly looked away, as if he was getting more and more uncomfortable with the subject being addressed. Tyler frowned, but continued to hold Remi's hand...he knew that from Remi's side, there had been no bloody love declaration as he did to him...after the game where Remi had assisted the ball for him to FINALLY break his scoring slump, he couldn't keep his feelings to himself anymore, and had told Remi how he felt...he told him that he was in love with him.

Remi however, could only nod in response, but so far, he hasn't actually SAID anything back to Tyler...and that worried the latter boy a little. Was he making an absolute fool of himself here? Just where was Remi's feelings in all of this? If he could tell Remi how he felt, why couldn't Remi do the same?

A nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach wanted to say...perhaps, this was just all fun and games for Remi Carter...maybe this was just something to be experimenting with...maybe falling in love was not in his plans at all...

"Come on, race you inside!" Tyler suddenly laughed, and splashed Remi with some pool water, but the smile returned to the latter's face. Both boys dried off as quick as they could before heading inside, to where Tyler headed straight to the kitchen, and opening up the fridge, water still dripping from his wet, lanky frame.

"You want something to eat and drink, dude?" he shouted towards the backdoor, where he knew Remi was still drying off.

"Anything without sugar will be good, thanks!"

"Fuck..." Tyler whispered underneath his breath as he surveyed the fridge...the only thing they had that didn't have any sugar in was just literally bottled water...he can't give that to Remi, surely?

"Water will be good, if you don't have anything sugarless!"

That answered that.

Tyler tossed Remi the bottle of water, who caught it securely and nearly downed half of the bottle in one go, with Tyler having only had a tiny sip of his own can of Coke.

"Geez, are you a fucking animal?" Tyler smiled and winked at his crush, with Remi shooting him a middle finger in a severe reply.

Both boys walked towards the living room, and Tyler heard Remi gasped softly as his eyes were laid out on their 66 inch Ultra High-Definition 4K TV that was hanging on the wall of said living room.

"Wanna listen to some YouTube Music, bro? I can use my phone to connect the TV, no problem..."

Remi nodded, but he didn't say anything, nor did he look comfortable either. Tyler wanted to say something, just anything, or do anything just to have Remi act more "normal" per say, but he just went about flicking through his collection of music before the tunes started to blast through that big ass television.

Before the third song could start, Remi stood up, and finished his water, before walking towards the kitchen, and throwing said bottle away, before he grabbed his backpack. Tyler, quickly paused the music, standing up, with a confused look on his face.

"Are you going already? I wanted to spend some more time with you before my mom came home..."

Remi smiled, but it was almost like said smile wasn't quite reaching his eyes.

"Yeah, man we still got that English test tomorrow and I better help with the house work too before my mom goes to work tonight. The joys of being a nurse, right?"

Tyler walked closer to Remi, and gently placed his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Remi...are we good? No seriously, because it's just...I get the feeling that you aren't...well, into all of this as much as I am...dunno if that sounds okay, but..."

"Tyler, I'm just a little tired and I have chores to do...we don't have the money and the luxury to hire maids like you guys do."

Tyler's hand dropped from Remi's shoulder much quicker than he wanted it to...he knew that the financial gulf between their families was an issue, but he never realized just how strong Remi felt about it. Remi, in regard, closed his eyes in immediate sheer regret of what he had just said, before he grabbed Tyler's fallen hand into his own.

"I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean...let's just forget I said anything. Yeah? I'll see you tomorrow..." Remi said, before he pulled Tyler close once more, and he kissed him, leaning his forehead against that of the opposing boy for a few seconds, before turning around, and with a slight wave, he left the house.

Tyler stood still for a moment; his lips could still taste Remi's as he did so...what the fuck was going on with Remi? He didn't do anything...as far as he knew, or say anything for that matter to upset him...

Fuck...this big ass house felt even more empty now without Remi in it. He fucking swore it.

"I love you so much..." he whispered...his eyes closing as he did so.

**

"Do y'all have anyone yet to take to the dance on Saturday?" Jordan asked the lads after a particularly grueling training session a couple of days later.

Sammy wiped the sweat from his forehead and shrugged, pulled a nasty face, before putting on some roll-on, following by a clean shirt.

"I want to ask Alicia, but she's been holding out on me. We've only been on a fucking date one, and that same night, I gave her a free fucking pounding that she still won't be forgetting. I'm hella surprised she could even walk the next day," he replied, high fiving both Jordan and Duncan in sheer cockiness.

"Dude, is there literally any dude in this school who she hasn't fucked?" Tyler said, with a smirk on his face, which shut Sammy up good and proper.

"Tyler, who are you gonna take? Are you even going?" Jordan then asked, running his fingers through his wet hair, dressed in only his underwear, and for the life of him, Tyler couldn't look away at the bulge he saw there...quickly flicking his eyes upwards once he had taken a good look.

"I dunno...dance isn't actually my thing. I mean, my mom taught me how to, for when the Prom comes along in two years, but...who the fuck would I even take?"

Sammy rolled his eyes, before he limped towards his captain, his ankle still raw and tender from his bollocking he received in the soccer game against Setchfield.

"Fuck about, you're Tyler bloody Jackson! Who wouldn't wanna go with you?" he said, leaning in towards Tyler's shocked face, with those big ole puppy dog eyes of his...

"In fact, if I wasn't as straight as a fucking arrow, I'll be nailing you deep in that fine ass of yours..."

"Shut up, you idiot!" Tyler laughed and pushed Sammy away, only to look straight into the eyes of Remi, who had just entered the locker room.

Good god...he was shirtless...his teenage boy body and abs gently rising and falling with the movement of his chest, and as usual, his blond hair all over the place.

"What happening, guys?" he asked, walking towards his backpack and pulling out a fresh, clean shirt of his own.

"The fuck has it gotta do with you?" Sammy sneered at Remi, before Duncan shook his head.

"Don't stress about this dickhead, Remi. We're just talking about who Tyler here is gonna take to the dance on Saturday night."

Remi stopped getting dressed in midair, before he smiled, and pulled his shirt over his head. Tyler's heart shuddered as he once more saw just how perfectly Remi's hair just...fell into place every single time, no matter where he was or what he was doing.

It was perfect.

Remi, was perfect.

His cock stirred...Jesus...

"Tell me as well, my captain! Who's gonna be the lucky...girl?" Remi taunted Tyler with comic precision, and the latter boy smirked...he knew what Remi was up to.

"I'll probably just ask Jess again. She would wanna go to this thing. No big deal," Tyler said, looking straight at Remi.

Sammy stood up and faced Remi once more, reaching out and pointing his finger towards him in a more-than-threatening manner.

"Listen my dude, and you listen good. If you even THINK of taking Alicia Jenkins to that dance...yeah, I've seen you both around...I swear I'll fuck you up so much, your fucking DNA will match mine!"

"Sammy! What the fuck man?" Tyler yelled out in sheer disgust, because IF he had thought for one moment that Sammy was joking, he would have just laughed it off...but Sammy was a different person these days.

Gone was that happy-go-lucky boy that he had grown up, played soccer in the park, and shared so many memories with...no, it seemed that Sammy was gone, and in his place was this...person that Tyler and his teammates almost didn't recognize.

Sammy bit his lip, before he slowly lowered his finger, still pointing at Remi.

"You know what, Tyler? You couldn't stand this dude. You literally hated him and you made sure everyone knew it. Clearly you changed you mind...what, are you fucking him now? Is he getting you off?"

Sammy didn't even have time to properly finish his sentence, before he was laying on the floor in sheer and utter pain, clutching the side of his face where Tyler's fist had made the most contact it could have done.

Tyler stood above Sammy, his fist still balled up, and he was as red in his face, as he had ever been...gosh, he was so angry, he could SPIT!

"If you EVER...EVER say something like that again, I'll fucking finish you. You better get over whatever this fucking phase is, Sammy...you were never like this! It's getting boring as fuck!"

Tyler scowled while picking up his backpack, and swinging it over his shoulder, before signaling at Remi to follow him the fuck outta there. As both boys left the locker room, Jordan proceeded to help Sammy up, while Duncan sighed, before giving out a low whistle from the back of his throat.

"Tyler's right, Sammy. You've changed, Bro. Heaps,' Duncan said quietly, looking at his shoes the whole time, while he did so.

"FUCK, YOU..." Sammy whispered, his voice as hoarse as it had ever been, before he pushed Jordan from him as well.

Wiping his cheek once more, now with a very ugly reddish patch forming from the bashing Tyler gave him, his eyes were shallow and dark, his chest heaving and trying his best to control his temper with all his might.

He swallowed and breathed in a few deep breaths of air, before he steadied himself and grabbed his own bag and car keys. He cleared his throat twice...

"Gotta go. My dad wants me home."

**

"You wanna go to this thing on Saturday night? It's actually gonna look weird if the captain of the soccer team isn't there, so I suppose I have to go."

Tyler handed the packet of potato chips he was eating to Jess, who in turn, took three and stuffed it into her mouth, finishing chewing and swallowing before she turned to him, a glimmer of excitement in her eyes.

"Tyler...you know how much I love you, right?"

Uh-oh. Tyler rolled his eyes, and proceeded to lie down on his bed and look at Jess with all the suspicion he had left inside him...he has literally known her for the entirety of his life. Whenever she would start a sentence like this...make no mistake...Bitchface wants something.

"Get it out, Jess. Don't you wanna go or what?"

Jess smiled and clapped her hands together in sheer awesomeness.

"No, actually I do! But the thing is...come on Tyler, every girl in school will fucking fall over their feet to go with you!"

Tyler frowned, before his eyes narrowed...

"Oh, I see. Now I get it. You wanna go...just not with me? How am I doing?"

The blush on Jess's face told him that he was spot on.

"And who is the lucky fella? Someone sexy, at least, can't have my so-called ex hanging out with Quasi Modo, now can we?" Tyler smirked, whilst reaching towards the near-empty packet to grab another potato chip and literally stuffing it into his hungry ass mouth.

Jess winked at him, before she stood up and walked towards the mirror inside Tyler's bedroom.

"I actually...I wouldn't mind going with Remi."

Tyler choked on the crisps inside his mouth quicker than you could say LAYS...al he realized was that Jess had rushed urgently towards him, patting him on the back as best she could, whilst the tears was dripping down Tyler's cheeks as he was trying his best to force the food to go down his windpipe.

Tired, out of breath and wiping away said tears, he looked up to Jess in sheer disbelief...for various reasons...

"Why...why would you wanna...do that?" he managed to croak out between coughs, before he drank the glass of water that Jess was holding out towards him.

"I dunno...you know how I feel about Remi, Ty...he's like the most perfect boy in the entire world...and he's not bad looking either. You're gay, haven't you ever thought Remi was hot?"

Tyler looked away, pretending that he was steadying himself from choking on the potato chips...because in his heart of hearts, he knew, that if he had to look Jess in the eyes right now, especially after hearing THAT...he'd have to come clean...seriously, he could never hide anything from her.

And as far as he could see, it literally will kill her, if she knew how he really felt about Remi.

"Yeah, I mean, you have to be blind if you can't see the dude is blessed with looks, but I haven't really... you know...anyway are you gonna ask him? Isn't the whole fucking idea that he should ask you?"

Jess grabbed a soda from Tyler's mini bar fridge, opening it up, before downing some of the orange goodness, and wiping her mouth.

"Says who? It's not the 2000's anymore, duh! Anyhow, I heard Alicia isn't going at all. Says she's done with school boys, and she wants to try college guys now. You better tell Sammy, he's gonna be totally crushed."

Fuck Sammy. Tyler shook his head, without Jess seeing...he can't allow this, can he?

HE LOVED REMI! For God's sake!

Was he supposed to just let Jess TAKE him to the dance, where who knows WHAT can happen at the afterparty, as it ALWAYS did at these things? FUCK!

As he turned around, he saw how happy Jess was, her delight at finally, hopefully, spending time with the boy she liked so much. All this time, she had been his cover, his secret fake girlfriend so that nobody would get suspicious about him being gay...and she has never complained. EVER.

The one time she wanted to go with someone of her own choice...but GOD DAMN, does it have to be Remi?

"Well, if you're really gonna ask him, just let me know...I mean things are fine between us on the field, but I don't wanna go and social with the guy if I really don't have to..." Tyler said...wishing to God that he was able to tell her the truth, but after all of THAT...she was way better off than thinking he still didn't want anything to do with Remi.

He really, truly didn't wanna lose the only close friend he has ever had.

He loved Jess so much...but this...Jesus Christ...this was gonna kill him.

He just KNEW it.

**

"She asked me to the dance. Dude, what the fuck am I supposed to say?"

Tyler balled his hands into fists for what felt literally like the millionth time, before he grabbed his phone with both of said hands, and typed a reply...

"You're gonna fucking break her heart if you say no! Have you asked anyone else?"

Tyler threw his phone back onto the bed, whilst running his fingers through his hair, and pacing all around in his room. His heart was beating a thousand miles a minute. This was wreaking him, totally...as he clearly knew it would. The mere idea of the boy he loved...LOVED with the entirety of his being going to the dance with someone else...Jess of ALL people...

His iPhone beeped, and Tyler nearly got whiplash in trying to get to it.

"You know who I want to go with. There is only one person who I wanna be with. But we both know that's not possible, so tell me what to do."

"FUCK!" Tyler whispered underneath his breath, and sat down on his bed, finally giving his lanky legs some much needed rest.

If Remi was a girl...if he was a god damn GIRL, then NONE of this would be happening! He would have asked him ages ago...he would have been so excited to show off his love for his guy...on the dancefloor and Infront of everyone attending, students, coaches and teachers alike...

...WHY WAS LIFE THIS UNFAIR?

A single tear escaped from his eye, and Tyler angrily wiped it way. He was NOT WEAK! He had to trust Remi...he had to trust him and allow him to go the damn dance with Jess. That was all he could do...he loved Jess way too much to let her get hurt, and especially on his own account.

Tyler took a deep breath, before licking his dry lips, and picking up his phone...

"Go with her. She doesn't deserve any of this. I love her like she was my own fucking sister. Take her, and take care of her. I trust you."

It was with a heavy heart that Tyler pressed the "send" button, before switching off his bedroom light, and getting into bed...it was a ridiculous time...he would never under normal circumstances go to sleep this early, but he really wasn't in the mood for anything else.

The fact that Remi hadn't as yet...told Tyler that he loved him too...he never said it back...haunted Tyler as he closed his eyes. Once more, that nasty little voice at the back of his head wanted to make him believe that Remi was not as serious about him, as he was.

And now he was going to the dance with Jess. Where God knows what would and COULD happen.

"Remi..." Tyler's voice broke as he whispered his name, before he closed his eyes and willed himself to sleep.

**

"LOOK AT ALL THIS!"

Tyler shook his head and had to hide a laugh as they entered the gymnasium at school that following Saturday night, where the much talked about, and much anticipated dance would be taking place.

Whoever had been in charge of the décor had done a fucking FANTASTIC job to be honest, as the whole place had been decorated in a solid black and white theme, it literally oozed class and sophistication.

Jess grabbed Remi's hand and dragged him and herself away from the main party, and once more, and not for the first time that evening, Tyler's heart literally seemed to sink, watching his bestie mingle and flirt away with the boy he wanted to be with...so much.

He sighed and grabbed a can of Coke, as always from the table before he lustily drank the cool liquid.

"Yo, Mon Captiane! What up, man? Wait...you here all alone? Where's Jess?"

"She's here with Remi, okay? Not with me...wow...dude...fucking hell, you clean up good!"

Tyler rolled his eyes, as he turned around to face Sammy...and to be honest, his eyes appreciated what they saw. A LOT.

Sammy was wearing a white buttoned shirt, complete with ripped black jeans, and his hair was styled in a modern and funky way. The smile on his face was clear for everyone to see, and for that moment, at least for Tyler, Sammy, was once again, the Sammy he knew growing up.

He hated to admit it...his heart still very much with Remi...but Sammy was sexy...incredibly sexy...and he was standing right here before him. Not for the first time in his life, he felt a jolt of sexual excitement looking at him. He if not for his feelings for Remi, and if Sammy was anywhere REMOTELY gay...who knows.

He also knew VERY well what Sammy was packing underneath those clothes...the guy didn't have an eight-pack body for nothing.

Sammy looked over towards Remi and Jess, because frowning.

"Why is he here with your girlfriend?"

"I thought I told you...me and Jess decided just to be friends."

"Weird. So weird...thought you two were solid...and you sure you have no date tonight? You of all people?"

"Yeah, I came alone...felt like I had to show my face, and I really wasn't in the mood for getting some anyway tonight. Did Alicia come with you?"

Sammy pulled a face, and once more, he turned into THAT someone that Tyler really didn't wanna be seen with.

"Nah, the bitch didn't even answer my message. Fuck her. We can have a good time, you and me, right? You wanna be my date?"

"You wanna get punched in the face again?"

For a moment Sammy smirked, before he laughed...once more that old age feeling of his childhood crush on him came flooding to the fore. He grabbed Tyler, and placed his arm around him.

"We good, Mon Capitane?"

"Where the fuck did you learn French? Yeah, we good! Can you let go of me now?"

For that moment, it seemed as if none of the past few months had happened...they were just Tyler and Sammy...the best of friends as they had always been before high school seemingly changed all of that.

As the evening got on, the starters were served and Tyler at least, was happy to see that it was nachos, which he fucking loved. They were all seated together, as Jess did all the arrangements...she and Remi, followed by Tyler next to her, followed by Jordan and his girlfriend Mindy, and then Sammy, as well as Duncan and his girlfriend Kiarah.

More often than not between Jess sweeping Remi up for dances did Tyler notice that the boy was often looking at him. Tyler watched with unshed tears in his eyes, and with an awful pain in his chest, how Jess clung to Remi whenever where was a romantic ballad playing, and how Jordan and Duncan were having the time of their lives with their girlfriends, meanwhile himself and Sammy were just literally making up the numbers.

Make no mistake, Tyler's popularity ensured that loads of girls came up to him and asked him for a dance, blushing their eye lids off, the lot of them, but he coolly and as kind as he could, said no, each and every time. He just felt that if he couldn't dance with the person he really wanted to, then he didn't wanna dance with anyone at all.

After the main dishes were served, the slow music started to play in essence, and there were loads of couples flooding the dance floor...horny teenagers with a legit excuse to hold each other tightly...who would have thunk it.

Tyler felt sick to his stomach, having eaten only little crap bits of his meal, seeing Jess being so happy, being with Remi. She was having the time of her life...and Tyler felt like the ultimate betrayer, being jealous that she was in his arms. He tried to focus on the other couples, and just to soak up the atmosphere, but every now and then, his attention was forced back to Jess and Remi.

"She's here! Alicia is here!" Sammy whispered and Tyler was grateful to have a change of topic. Alicia Jenkins...more popularly known as the Setchfield High slut, strolled into the dance, looking as glamorous as ever, with more than one teenage boy turning their own attentions away from their own dates...they simply couldn't help themselves.

"Excuse me, pal...I got some unfinished business!" Sammy said excitedly, shooting Tyler a sexy, cocky smile, as only he could, before he quickly jogged to Alicia's direction.

Tyler smirked, and when he looked back towards Remi and Jess...

...it felt like he was being stabbed repeatedly with a meat mullet...

...they were kissing.

Jess and Remi...they...were...KISSING.

She had her god damn hands behind his neck and looked like she was enjoying every second of his lips on hers...and for all that Tyler could see...Remi wasn't doing anything whatsoever, so stop her.

That was it.

There was no way Tyler could take this anymore.

He took his jacket and stormed out of the gymnasium as fast as he could.

With tears streaming from his eyes, he came to a screeching halt, as the pain inside his chest threatened to completely and utterly explode, his heart beating lightning fast, his stomach churning...and before he knew it...he saw them once more in his mind's eye...Jess and Remi...kissing...

His dinner was launched out of his stomach as he hurled its contents right onto the school's roses, but he didn't give as much as a toss. He continued to vomit, until he felt his stomach was empty as, and even then, he dry leached for a while, before, as white as a sheet, he finally stood upwards, and walked over the water fountain behind the gymnasium, where he washed out his mouth.

He shouldn't have come...why the fuck did he? What did he expect to happen? And he fucking game Remi his god damn permission to bring her in the first place!

The tears still flowed, onto his cheeks, as he felt an arm on his shoulder...

"Ty?"

Remi has never called him "Ty" before.

Tyler turned around and tried his best not to launch himself at the boy he loved...out of sheer morbid anger...of promising to trust him with Jess, and having to witness THAT...

"Tyler, let me explain..."

"What's there to fucking explain? You kissed her!" Tyler hissed, and he could see Remi close his eyes and shaking his head.

"She kissed me, Tyler. I promise you...look, YOU told me not to hurt her, not to break her heart! If I stopped her, that's exactly what WOULD have happened! I was doing it for you!"

Tyler smirked, before balling his fists once more...

"I knew it. I knew you weren't into me, as much as I am you. I knew it, I fucking knew it! I told you I loved you. I actually said it. What about you? Have you thought how I felt? If you don't feel shit for me, that's fine, but at least TELL me!"

Remi came closer towards Tyler, and he sighed. He reached out slowly, very slowly, and rested his hand on his own.

"Listen to me. Please."

Tyler's eyes continued to flare up, but Remi sounded so sincere, so genuinely unhappy and sad, that he couldn't bare himself to say no, or pull away...he loved Remi way too much for that.

Remi blew out some much-needed air before...

"There's a reason why I didn't say anything after...you told me that. It's not like I have no feelings for you at all, fucking hell, Tyler...I...right now you're my fucking world, Tyler Jackson! But look at us! You live in a God damn mansion! I live in a two-bedroom apartment with my mom! We're different! So fucking different!"

Remi sniffed, and this time it wasn't because of his allergies...Tyler's eyes widened and softened at the same time, as he saw that Remi was crying...

"And that scares the crap outta me! You're Tyler fucking Jackson! You can literally have any girl...okay, or boy that you want! Why would you settle for me? What the fuck do you see in me?"

Tyler swallowed, very, very slowly. The music could still he heard from inside the gymnasium, blasting at full volume, so he knew, at least for now, they could talk openly. He took Remi in his arm, the latter boy, struggling to get away at first, but then seemed to give in. Together, the two boys stood in unison, united, for the first time that evening, at long bloody last.

"You don't get it, do you?" Tyler whispered against Remi's ear, feeling the boy shudder and tremble as his warm breath fluttered against his skin.

"What are you talking about?" came Remi's soft reply.

"I've thought a lot about this. I hated you. No, I did. I actually hated for you years...and I didn't know why. Dude...I don't think it was hate. I think my mind was trying to protect me or some shit against what I was feeling for you."

Tyler leaned back, and once more, looked the boy in his beautiful eyes that he could NEVER get enough of, caressed Remi's cheek, the latter boy's eyes as wide as saucers.

"Because no one, in his right mind, can ever hate you, Remi Carter."

Remi snuck out a cry that came deep, deep from his throat, before he threw himself at Tyler, and with a devastated moan, he buried his face in the crook of Tyler's neck.

He clung onto the boy with a desperation that scared even Tyler himself, but he allowed Remi to get it out, to get it all out. Remi cried for about two or so minutes, all while Tyler was holding him...the boy he loved so much.

"I got you...I told you at camp...I got you...I'm going nowhere..."

When Remi finally pulled himself together and straightened out his clothes, and wiped his eyes, both boys heard the DJ announce inside the gymnasium that the following song, would be the final one of the night, as the dance was finally ending.

"I didn't even get my fucking dessert..." Tyler murmured, and both boys cackled hysterically, with all the pent-up laughter and released tension they had left, still holding each other's hands, never remotely letting go, not even once.

"Hey Tyler..."

"Yeah?"

Remi stood back a little, creating some sort of distance between them, before he stretched out his arm towards Tyler.

"May I have this damn dance now?"

Tyler's smile widened to the point where he looked like he had slept with a hanger in his mouth, before he released a sound of joy from his throat, and he grabbed Remi, softly in his arms.

The song started to play...and it was `The Meaning of Love' sung by Alex Band.

The lyrics...it suddenly felt as if the artist was speaking, had written and were singing those beautiful words...just for the two of them.

"I'd walk a thousand miles to you,

if I had no other way...

to tell you how I feel,

if I can find the words to say..."

Both boys started slow dancing in the perfect rhythm possible, both knowing the steps and both just simply doing what felt right in their hearts. Remi smiled softly, and laid his head on Tyler's chest, as he immediately felt his body and back encircled by Tyler's warm touch.

"You know I'd die for you

these words I swear to

just when I'm giving up,

you show me the meaning of love..."

Together the two finally had their happy ending of the night...all they ever really wanted was...to have a dance with the ONE person that they really wanted to all damn night...it was happening...it was finally happening.

"I'd steal all the stars for you

just when I had enough,

you showed the meaning of love..."

"Tyler...?"

"Yeah, man?"

Remi suddenly looked up, keeping Tyler close. Tyler's heart quickened instantly at the intensity inside Remi's beautiful emerald-coloured eyes.

"Ty?"

"I'm right here, babe."

Remi's eyes watered at the sound of Tyler calling him...that...for the first time, and finally at that moment, he wasn't scared or afraid any more.

"I love you, Tyler Jackson..." he softly whispered, before closing his eyes and leaning forward...their lips touching for what felt like coming home to a warm cooked meal...finally being able and ready to admit what was really happening inside his young, sixteen-year-old heart.

The two boys continued to kiss, slowly and romantically, as if they didn't have a care in the world.

They were happy.

They were home.

**

"Fuck you, you lousy bitch! Fuck all of you! I don't need any of you skinny bitches to have a good time..."

Sammy stumbled towards the back of the gymnasium with murder in his heart.

Alicia...MAN...since when did any girl have the right to refuse a dude some sex? What was her problem anyway? He was Sammy Caldwell...she's be fucking lucky to have him and his big cock fuck her into next week!

Like his dad taught him...if you want something to fucking take it! Whether or not they wanna give it!

Like he had a choice but to refuse his dad when he wanted sex...he knew he couldn't refuse...

Sammy stood still...and swallowed slowly...before looking up in the night sky.

He knew had had to do something...he knew he had changed ever since his dad's nightly visits had begun and my GOD he was so tired of hearing it...it would be so easy...just go to the cops and TELL THEM!

But who would they believe...his father was a lawyer...and he had threatened to hurt his mother, if Sammy didn't do as he said.

Sammy closed his eyes and spat out some saliva...before he saw...

What? Wait, what?

Was that...

No!

No!

It couldn't be!

"What the fuck are they doing? What the FUCK?" he whispered to himself.

But it was as clear as day.

Tyler Jackson, captain of the school's football team and probably, if not, the most popular boy in school and his childhood best friend.

And he was kissing...Remi Carter!

"No way...they're fucking gay...they're total faggots..." Sammy whispered in sheer disbelief, before, mechanically it seemed, he took out his phone, and positioned himself to a point where he could see them clearly.

He pointed his expensive iPhone directly towards them, and zoomed in, until the quality of the photos was to his satisfaction. He took one photo after the other, and just to be safe, also a video of the two boys kissing, for good measure.

"Wow...wow...Tyler and Remi...no wonder he's always up his ass these days...yeah man...I can do a lot with these..." Sammy said, smiling nastily, as he did so.

**

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NO! SAMMY KNOWS! HE KNOWS!

And he has evidence too...what's gonna happen now? :/

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