I'm not really sure where this is heading, I am literally writing it as it comes to me. Let me know what you think.

Intro…

He is racing through the airport, running as fast as his legs would carry him, his eyes frantically searching the place. For him. He stops to look at the timetable, to see what station he has to be at to get the train to the actual airport. He spots it, and runs the way the sign points him, he has to make it, pushing everyone out of his way running at full speak up the stairs. He spots the station and the stairs leading down to it, he runs so fast down them he thinks he is going to trip over his own feet, but as he reached the station the train departed, and left him standing there, alone. His heart felt like it had shattered into a thousand pieces. He chucks his bag to the floor and just looks around, desperately looking for his second chance, hoping somehow there had been a mistake. He glanced over to the opposite station. There was a couple, kissing, well more eating each other's faces, but still they were together and seemed happy. There was a woman with a pushchair, smiling looking down at her child, these people were happy, they had what they wanted. Then he noticed tall, tanned figure standing alone looking at a leaflet. He had a backpack and hodel on the floor, and as he looked at him, he looked up, and they stared intensely into each other's eyes. He had got the wrong station. There he was the most beautiful man known to the human race, Craig Dean, and he was waiting for the train, and me. The look on Craig's face was a picture; he looked genuinely surprised to see Johnpaul, like he really did believe that he would let him just slip through his fingers, when they finally had a chance. Johnpaul grabbed his bag from the floor, and ran back up the stairs and down a different set, he wouldn't stop running until he reached Craig and when he did, Craig reached out to hug him, which Johnpaul returned briefly before pushing him away and he spoke.

"Look just wait, wait, wait..."

"I waited for…-"

"Look Craig just shut up and let me speak, ok? You can't just walk back into my life and hand me this"

He held up a ticket.

"I was finally over you, and now you have ruined everything!"

Craig looked confused, and he didn't know what to say so he just said, "uh… um… I'm sorry"

"Now all I can think is what if you hadn't walked into class that day? Cause ever since then it has been a disaster! I mean, yeah ok I probably wouldn't still be with Hannah, what with he being a girl and everythin'… Craig you have no idea how much you have hurt me. So I just wanted to say to you, before you walked out of my life forever" He gestured towards the train tracks, "that I wouldn't have missed any of it for the world"

Craig started to stutter "Wh-Wha-What?"

Johnpaul let out a small laugh and said "I don't know how we keep finding ourselves here I really don't, but the one thing that I do know, the one thing that am sure of, is that I love you. I really love yo-"Before Johnpaul could even finish declaring his love for the man standing before him, Craig had his face in his hands and was giving him the most passionate of kisses he could give. He didn't want to let go, he wished the world would just stop around them and they could stay in this moment forever. As they pulled away from each other, Johnpaul had a big cheesy grin on his face

"Good, well I… um glad we got that out-of-the-way"

"Yeah" Craig and Johnpaul looked each other, awkwardly, and Craig said uncertainly "You are coming with me to Dublin right? Your-"

"Yes, yes, if you still want me to"

"Even if we do this, there is no guarantee it is going to work."

"I know, we could, we could mess everything up"

"Screw it up"

"Yeh"

"I love you Johnpaul McQueen"

"Why wouldn't ya?" Johnpaul asked, with a cute little smile on his face.

Together they took each other's hand and stepped onto the train that would lead them to their future. As they both sit down, Craig looks at Johnpaul and says, "Oh and by the way when we get to Dublin, if anyone asks you're my brother Steve, everyone thinks I'm straight."

As Craig spoke those words, he felt like he was walking straight back into his old life, like he was going to be some dirty secret all over again, he didn't know if he would be able to take it again. How could Craig do this to him after everything they had been through together, but instead of Johnpaul mouthing all of this to Craig all he says is "what?!"

That's when Craig's face cracked and smiled at him, his perfect white teeth brightly shining, "I'm only messing''.

Johnpaul reaches up and gives Craig a little peck on the neck. This is when he realises this is it, this is his future now. He is going somewhere nobody knows him, and what he has been through, or what his family are like. He can be himself and if others didn't like it then tough. He no longer had to hide away from others; he and Craig can walk around and be together, without the pressure of people back in the village. This is going to be amazing, he could sense it.

Chapter One.

Four Years Later.

Johnpaul's POV.

I am sitting on the sofa, the room is dark, curtains are shut and the only sign of light was the flicker of the candles on the table, were cold dinner lay and an unopened bottle of cheap wine. I had made a romantic dinner for two, me and Craig obviously, but he never turned up, I rang his mobile many times, but no answer. He was probably out with some of his mates he met at uni, I wouldn't have been so bothered if it was a surprise, obviously he would have never know it was happening but the problem is, we agreed to spend the night in together alone, he had blown me off once or twice before but I usually got a text letting me know what was going on, and why he was letting me down. This just wasn't Craig. I try ringing his mobile again, but it goes straight to voice mail

"Hello, this is Craig, I am either ignoring you because I don't want to speak to you, or I can't get take your call, either way leave a message and I will get back to you, if I can be bothered."

No, still no answer. I was becoming to get a little worried, I was considering one of his mates, ask if they had seen him, but then what if he was with them, would I look like the nagging boyfriend, he was supposed to be here an hour and a half ago. Should I be worrying or is being held up and can't get to his phone? That would be it, he is being held up at Uni I bet. I stand up, open the curtains and turn the light on, I blow out the candles and start to clear the table, as I was wrapping the plates of food so they could be eaten later, my phone rang, I ran into the living room grabbed it and I didn't even bother to look at the caller I.D, as soon as I answered I said " Craig, where are you? You was supposed to be here two hours ago!"

"Hello, is this Mr. Johnpaul McQueen speaking?"

"Um, yeah, who is this?"

"Hello, this is The Royal City of Dublin hospital, we are lead to believe that you are Mr. Craig Dean's parter?"