Chapter 1: Nate's P.O.V

I knew I had to tell her but it was harder than it seemed. How do you tell someone you're different from what they perceive you to be? Taking a deep breath I walked into our living room to find her watching the news. She was in a tank top and shorts fitting because it was ninety degrees and all the windows were wide open. "Elena." I called out. No going back now.

"Yea, Nate?" All I had to do was tell her. Walking up I joined her on the couch. "I…" Fidgeting I made to stand but she placed a hand on my knee. "I…I'm…"

"Come on Nate you can tell me."

"I'm bi." I said as fast as I could. It was incoherent that much I could tell from the confused look on her face.

"I'm…bisexual." Her eyes widen in surprise as she absorbed what I had said.

"And you know this…how?"

"I fell in love with a man. We had a long relationship…" My voice cracked at the end. Grimacing I recalled one of the many times we had spent together.

(Flashback)

Looking over at Harry who was sleeping soundly beside me I smiled. His hair was a mess and his lips were swollen from over use. Our make out session had been intense. Shaking my head I tried to decode my feelings again for what seemed the millionth time. Harry Flynn brought out a strange feeling in me that I hadn't had with any woman let alone a man such as him. It seemed to be like a mixture of devotion and desire, but without a doubt it was a feeling I enjoyed a lot.

In the beginning we had been simple business partner, then friend, but in the end we figured out we could be nothing but lovers. Surprisingly I was perfectly fine with it. To me it wasn't an odd thing loving a man. Much to Harry's amusement I'm the shy one in this relationship. Though I think he likes always making the first move.

Letting out a soft sigh I brushed a strand of hair away from his face my finger lingering on his smooth skin. Mumbling gibberish like he always did he shifted positions and revealed both our near naked forms. Tonight along with all the other nights had simply been make out only. Our boxers were the only things that remained on yes but no sex. Though it would be a dead out lie if I said my hands did not roam over his gorgeous body.

I heard him sigh out my name and his hand crept forward searching for mine. Taking it I kissed each of his knuckles softly before cradling the hand to my chest. Automatically he rolled over to be next to me. Complying I put an arm over his side flattening myself against him. I nuzzled my head into his disarray of hair and breathed in his scent. The smell of his cologne was always a rush it made my head spin. In content I kissed his neck softly before fading into sleep.

"Morning love. Wakey Wakey!" He leaned over me both legs at the sides of my hips and breathed in my face before kissing my nose. He swung off me and sat on the bed. Groaning I sat up and rubbed my eyes with felt like sand paper. How early was it? "Oooo I like that sound. It reminds me of last night!" He said moving a piece of hair from my face. It was funny really how much hair gel we used as a couple. Blushing I tried to think up a suitable comeback but I never can when it comes to these types of topics.

Instead I just mumbled, "Shut up ass wipe." He stood up hurt plain in his eyes. I realized he didn't catch the sarcasm and took me seriously. I soon found myself feeling very guilty. So for once I needed to make the first move. Standing next to him I placed both hands on his sides and whispered next to his ear, "You know I didn't mean that, Harry." I moaned his name instead of saying it. His eyes widen in surprise and a grin spread over his face. One of his legs came forward stepping closer so it was in between mine.

Putting his hands on my face he kissed me and took all the guilt away. His hands lid down so they could wrap around me. Using his strength he pushed me against the wall not hard enough to hurt but enough to have me pinned. With little kisses he traveled down my cheek to my neck where the lower he got the longer the kisses were. As the kisses went lower I let out a loud moan as his lips came upon a nipple. My back arched so I pressed into him. I could feel his smile as he toyed with it with his tongue. My phone interrupted out fun as it vibrated against the dresser.

Frowning in disappointment Harry pulled away grabbed the phone, read the contact, and answered it. "Hey old man!" It was Sully then he was the only one who Harry called old man. Harry held out the phone to me.

"Hey Sully."

"Kid I've got a big one!"

"You've caught my attention, go one." We really needed this Harry and I had been unsuccessful lately so this may be a break through. Harry grinned at me and began to change. He held out to different shirts and pointed to them. I gestured to the grey one. Nodding he slipped that one on.

"Well I was talking to a friend who knows this TV show that would be willing to fund an entire expedition for us."

"Hey love I'm going to run down to the café and pick us up some food." Harry whispered to me. I nodded and tuned back into what Sully was saying.

"So kid are you ready to find Francis Drake's coffin?"

"Hell yes. Give me the details partner." Sully went on about everything I needed to know. I watched as Harry blew me a kiss before leaving to the café. My favorite café in fact, always the gentleman. Sighing I felt bad for not telling Sully but we could for the obvious reason he would have a heart attack. That's not something you'd tell him. Hey Sully I'm dating a guy. WHAT THE HELL! No that wouldn't mull over very well.

After Sully filled me in completely I told him I had to go. Hanging up the phone I slipped it in my pocket. Walking around a pile of my research books I turned on the radio to Harry's station. Going over to the table I cleaned off all my papers and set them on the counter. I really needed an office but we were living in a small apartment and there wasn't very much room. I tried not to broad over having no money it just made me anxious and nervous, two feelings I wasn't very fond of.

Harry then entered the room looking stunning like normal. He took off his shades and set them on the counter. Swinging the bag back in forth he walked over to the table. Setting it down he tilted his head ever so slightly taking in the music. Next thing you know he's singing, I always loved his voce. "Just a small town girl living in a lonely world. Took the midnight-"

I cut him off and continued for him, "Going anywhere. Some will win some will lose." He advanced on me. Placing two hands gingerly on my hips he began to sway. Following his example I placed my arms on his shoulders. Leaning forward he licked me lip and capture mine with his. This would have gone longer if Chloe hadn't waltzed right in without knocking.

She took one look at the two of us who were still in the same position just not lip locked and said, "Damn that's hot."

Harry's hand slid lower down to my ass, he slapped it grinned at her and said, "I know." I stood like stone blushing and speechless.

"Aw look he's blushing." Chloe teased.

"Now Chloe. Nate there's nothing to be ashamed of we love each other remember." He placed his forehead against mine and smiled. Chloe took this as a get out gesture.

"Just came to drop the gun I borrowed off." She set a Mini Micro down on the counter and right before she was about to leave she called out, "Have fun boys." Still blushing I reseated myself at the table. Harry sat across me and reached his hand into the bag. Pulling out a chocolate covered donut with sprinkles he handed it to me. He gave me one of his goofy grins. "I love you, Nate." He said.

"I love you, Harry." I replied getting ready to bite into my donut.

"Promise me something." I lowered my donut again.

"Anything."

"Don't leave me." He said it in a whisper as if it was a weakness when it was really a strength.

"I promise you Harry Flynn where you are I shall always remain."

(End of Flashback)

I snapped back in to reality to find Elena looking at me in concern. How long had I been spacing off for? I've really got to stop doing that! She looked relieved to have me back in reality. "Sorry." I mumbled.

"What is his name?" She asked curiously.

"You know him." Her eyebrows tilted in confusion. "Could you not tell, we hid it well I guess. It wasn't Chloe I was always chasing after or Lazarevic it was him."

"Flynn!"

"Yes I fell in love with Harry." It would have been wrong to call him Flynn after everything we had been through. I still loved him but it was too late for us. My love Harry Flynn was dead.