A/N Okay. Now, normally, I would rather have Shaun Diviney all to myself, but I have read a few good stories with the Andy and Shaun pairing, and I thought they were pretty sweet.

So, naturally, I decided to do my own one. Oh, by the way, the main categories are Tragedy and Romance, but there will also be some hurt/comfort, friendship and humour in this story!

Disclaimer: okay, I do not own the characters, or the lovely band short stack. I only own the plot. So... know anybody?

~~~~~~~~Shaun P.O.V~~~~~~~~~

I sighed and lay down on my bed. Andy was meant to come over and hour ago. Of course, I was worried. What if he was victim to a bloody gun fight? What if he was in a car crash? Hell, what if he was raped or something? I shook those thoughts away and waited. I mean, he's been late loads of times before, and he's never been hurt or anything. I'm just being the usual worry wart. But, he's never been this late before.

Then, right on cue, the door bell rang.

"Andrew Nicolai Clemmensen!" I yelled, racing for the door. "What took you so long?"

I quickly opened the door, but obviously didn't stand back far enough, and ended up whacking the door into my forehead.

"Ahh! Shit!" I yelled, holding my throbbing head. I saw stars, and closing my eyes didn't help.

"Shaun Shaun Shaun Shaun Shaun" He muttered, shaking his head. He walked over to my freezer and brought out a packet of frozen peas and wrapped them up in a tea towel, then walked over to where I was whimpering on the ground like a sissy.

I looked up and saw double of the handsome blonde. Wait, handsome? I shook the thought off, it was probably from when I hit my head. Andy put the wrapped up peas on the bump to try and stop the swelling. "Thank god we don't have a gig for a while." Smiled Andy. "I would hate for our fan girls to be disappointed about the bump on your pretty face." Andy usually made comments like this, but this time, it didn't have that same tone. It actually sounded like... he meant it.

I thought nothing of it. He was probably just concerned. "I need to lie down." I groaned, walking over to my couch. Many of our fans think that just because we're famous, we're filthy rich. Hell, if I was, I wouldn't be living in this dump. They come up to us and ask for our stuff, like "SHAUN! Can I have your shoe?" and I'm just like "NO! I need my shoe! You can't have it!"

Andy sat next to me, but, for some reason, it was kinda awkward for me.

'Andy. Are you alright?" I asked him. He didn't seem like his normal happy-go-lucky self.

"You just whacked your head on your very own door and now have a massive bump there, and you asking me if I'm alright? Dude, you must really have a concussion." He smiled like it was nothing, but it looked strained.

"Andy. Don't play coy with me. I may be feeling like my head just exploded, and I may be feeling a little dizzy, but I can tell when my best friend isn't himself. You can trust me. What's the matter?

He sighed. "Bradie already knows, mum and dad already know. I guess you should know too. Just..." He licked his lips nervously. "Just make sure this won't affect our friend ship." He looked down to his hands that were in his lap, then into my eyes. He could see that nothing would break our friendship in there somehow. "Well. Shaun. I- I'm... I'm gay." He whispered the last part, and I almost didn't hear him.

"Wait... What?"

He looked tired and upset. "You heard me Shaun. I'm gay. I like guys."

He got up to leave, but I grabbed his wrist to stop him, forgetting about my head.

"Wait." I voice was strained and croaky for some reason. "I need to tell you something too."

He gave me an odd look, but sat back down anyway. "What?" He asked.

"I'm gay too." Wait... What? I'm gay? Since when was I gay?

"Great. Now you're just making fun of me. I knew I shouldn't have told you." He, yet again, got up to leave but I, yet again, stopped him.

I got up. "No Andrew. I'm not. I really am gay." It was then I realised. I finally knew why things didn't work out with Brooke and I. I was gay. "And there's something else too." I leaned closer to Andy and whispered "I love you." I was afraid, and I couldn't take it back. I didn't want to, but I still knew that the option wasn't there. I edged in closer and I have ever been to his face, and our eyes fluttered close simultaneously. I closed the gap between us and our lips met in a slow, tender and loving kiss.

Though, only too quick, I pulled back, afraid of what he might say.

"You do? You really do? No jokes, no nothing? You're really gay and you really are in love with me?"

I sighed, waited for the laughter. "Yes, yes, yes yes, yes and yes"

But the laughter didn't come. But what did was another kiss, this one a little more exciting and this time started by him.

He pulled back this time. "Me too Shaun. I love you too." Then pulled me back in for another kiss.

A/N Well, did you guys like? I did. NO! This is not a one shot! I plan on making this a tragedy as well. But, I don't know which one will die. But, let me know what you guys thought. XD. Ciao.