Ok, so who doesn't like a good Peter and Riley pairing? This is my second fic, and I'm pleased with where it's going. Please, please, please, I love it when I get reveiws, so make me a happy homo by reveiwing :) Takes place in Man With Two Hearts, just before the kiss. As far as Degrassi History goes, everything happned exactly the same way up until this point. OH, Disclaimer: If I owned Degrassi...MWAHAHAHA :D Ahem, yeah it would be much more 'slashy' so, it not mine, hun. Kay, so ENJOY!
Chapter 1
Peter's POV
"See, that's why you're losing. You gotta keep your hands up near your face." He coached me. I did as I was told.
"Closer." He said, and grabbed my wrists. "You gotta nearly touch your face." He pushed my hands inward. My heart started racing, and I couldn't seem to figure out why.
I moved my eyes up, to meet his. I felt him tense up. A guilty expression showed up on his face for a split second, before he threw his lips against mine in one swift movement. I closed my eyes, as if I wasn't even surprised.
I intertwined my fingers with his. I didn't really know what was happening, but it didn't seem to matter. I began to open my mouth to let him in. It hit me. This was Riley. I was kissing Riley.
I pulled my hands away, and pushed myself off of him.
"Whoa!" I yell. My eyes widened, and I stared at him in distress. He looked terrified for a split second, before he bolted out the door.
I let out a sigh, and ran my fingers through my hair. A million questions were running through my head. Why did he kiss me? Why did I kiss back? Is he going to talk to me again? Is he gay? Am I gay?
No. I froze. "No." I said out loud. I was not gay. I had liked girls before. I had never had an interest in guys. "But why did I kiss back?" I asked myself in my head.
I sat down and put my head in my hands. I knew the answer to that question. I liked it. I liked having his lips on mine. I liked having the smell of him on me. Why, though? Why did I not notice it until now?
"There's nothing wrong with being gay." I thought in the back of my mind, but I was not gay. I couldn't be gay. I looked back, and felt disappointment, for some reason, that Riley wasn't there. Why did I want him to come back? Why did I want to see him again?
Riley's POV
I stormed down the stairs, furious at myself. I had actually fulfilled the fantasy that has overtaken my mind. But, why did the fantasy even exist?
I shook my head, and realized that I had sat down on the stairs. I heard the door open behind me. I picked up my bag, and started to run away again.
"Riley!" I heard Peter yell from behind me. I kept walking. If I turned around, I would have to stop. "RILEY! STOP!" Peter is screaming now.
He ran after me. Even if I was stronger, he was still faster. He caught up and grabbed my wrist. I froze up. He ran in front of me. His eyes were filled with confusion, and an emotion I can't read.
I pinned him to the wall, not hard enough to hurt him, but enough for him to get the point. "What do you want?" I yell. I was angry at Peter. Nothing was wrong with me, until I met him.
He gulped. He was clearly afraid I was going to hurt him. "I-I just want to know, if you're OK... And if you're gay, I just want you to know that-"
"No." I said quietly. "No, I'm not gay."
"You don't sound very confident in that."
"Why are you even here? Why do you care?" I said softly. My heart rate began to return to normal, and I released my grip on his shoulders.
"Because… I- I don't know." He trailed off. "I care about you, and I want you to know, that it's OK. Whatever you have going on right now, it's OK with me."
I sighed. What was it about him that calms me down so much? Why did being near him make feel so comfortable?
"Peter...I'm...I don't know." I didn't know what to say. "I'm not gay." That's all I could come up with.
"Then what was that? Why did you kiss me?" He asks. I couldn't respond. "Riley...I-I kissed you back." Peter blurted out.
Please Reveiw, I have chapter 2 ready to go, but I don't want to submit it if nobody likes my writing. Reviews=3