Disclaimer: I think enough of these have been done that people get the idea.

Senior Year

Tai's POV

Matt and I haven't spoken for six years. Ever since we entered middle school, we silently decided to end our friendship. We never discussed why, however, we both knew the reason. This all changed when we were assigned a project together in the beginning of our senior year.

"Alright, can we just get this fucking thing over with? I would rather be home right now than hang out with you," He informs me as he enters my house.

"Umm, sure...I mean, we can end this early if you want. I have soccer practice later anyway," I quietly respond, "I guess we should work in my room."

"Fine." He doesn't seem to care where we are working, I guess it's working with me that bothers him.

After around two hours of research and avoiding all conversation, I decide that it was time to break the silence, "I noticed you haven't gone out with any girls recently."

"Since when has that been any of your business?"

"Well, seeing as how you are the most lust after guy in school, after me of course, I'm just surprised," I say in a slightly sarcastic tone while closing my textbook.

"Like you're one to talk. I heard the last girl you went out with was in freshman year. What the hell are you trying to get at anyway?"

"I think you now what I'm getting at," I slyly remark. At this point all I could do was stare at him and wait for a response.

"I think I should go," He quickly states. He instantly packs away his books and attempts to run out my room until I got up and grab his wrist.

"I still like you," I stammer, "I still like you a lot." It was the only thing I could think of to say. He stares at me for a minute and then he drops his things.

"Me too," He says as he gently wraps his arms around my neck as I wrap mine around his waist, "I think I'll stay a bit longer."

After an hour of trying to finish up our project mixed with the occasional make-out session, I glance over at the time and realize that soccer practice is going to start in less than half an hour.

"We need to finish up, I have practice soon," I say, rather apologetically.

"Oh, so when are we going to umm...see each other again?" He asks.

"Well, the project is almost done so-," I cut myself off when I realize that it's not the project that he wants to see me about, "Oh, umm you want to umm...whenever you want, after school I guess, well after my soccer practices, and you have your band, so...."

"Nice blush," he points out causing me to go an even deeper shade of red, "Anyway, my band practices nights, so I guess I can come over whenever your practice ends."

"Sure, I'll meet you by the locker room," I smile as we walk out of my room towards the front door.

"See you then," He says as he grins a bit. I lean forward and place a kiss on his lips.

"To be continued," I say smiling as he leaves.

Since our project, Matt and I have been meeting around every other day after soccer practice to go to my house. We never told our friends or family about it. It never came up. We both knew the reasons why we stopped being friends to begin with, and knew that if we told anyone, we would just become ostracized.

"Are still going to keep this a -"

"Yea," I respond immediately, "Unless you don't want to."

"I think we have to," He states disappointingly, "You have soccer, and the guys in the locker room might be upset, and the band might lose some of its fan base, I think -"

"Yea, you're right," I say in an equally disappointed tone.

"So are we an umm...a umm...are we boyfriend and well, boyfriend?" Matt asks as I roll over him so that we are both lying down on my bed.

"Well considering I have been sleeping with you for over two months, I'm hoping we are. That is of course unless you sleep with all those groupies of yours," I laugh still out of breath due to our activities only moments prior, "I mean, I want you to be my boyfriend, and well, I love you, so I figure..."

As I trail off I realize what I had just told him and know that despite the fact that I had never even considered it, it's true.

"You love me?" He states more than asks as he places his head on my chest letting my arms wrap around him.

"Umm...Yea...but it's okay if you don't feel the same, I mean I know that you like me a lot-" He cuts me off with a deep and passionate kiss. I knew that he wasn't going to tell me that he loves me. I also didn't want to pry it out of him. As our long kiss ends he looks at his watch and suddenly jumps out of bed.

"Shit, I have practice that started like fifteen fucking minutes ago," Matt yells as he falls over in attempting to pull on his pants, "I'm sorry, I just really need to go. I'll meet you on Wednesday."

"Sure, whatever you want is fine. Oh yea, I forgot to tell you that my soccer practices are going to end on December first," I quietly say, as he puts on his shirt backwards he completely ignored what I had to say. I put on my boxers and walk him out to the front door. I attempt to give him a kiss good-bye, however, he is already out of the door.

"I'll see you then, bye!" He yells as he runs off to his car. I suddenly feel as though I told him every emotion I had and he just pushed them away as though it meant nothing. I close the door and lean my back against it.

"See you then," I say to myself as I'm left alone.

Well, that was my first fanfic. I will continue if I get reviews, or if I feel like it.