Randy was home one Saturday morning when his doorbell rang. He got up and answered it. "John"

"Hey Randy"

"What are you doing here?"

"You got a minute maybe we can talk."

"I don't know."

"Please"

Randy sighs and walks outside, closing the door behind him. He sits on the swing, that he has on his porch and John sits next to him. They just sit there in silent before Randy finally speaks up. "So what did you want to talk about?"

"I'm sorry"

"For what?"

"Everything I put you through I'm sorry."

"And why are you telling me this."

"Because I want you back."

"John-"

"Look seeing you with Cody and kissing him made me realize how much I missed us."

"Oh please John you never cared for me."

"You know that's not true. I mean I know that I never really expressed myself like you but you knew how I felt about you. You knew I-"

Randy looks at John "Know that you what?"

John looks down "You knew that I loved you."

Randy looks away "John you said it was just sex."

"And I lied alright I still love you."

"Then how come you never said anything."

"I was scared alright because I never cared about anyone as much as I cared about you."

"You were scared"

"Yes I thought if I did anything about it I would lose my life."

"Your life?"

"My friends, my scholarship, my popularity, my future."

"Then why are we here now huh."

"Because over the time we were apart I realized something."

"What?"

"I have no life without you."

Randy looks John deeply in his eyes and knew that his words were sincere. "So what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I love you and I want us to try again."

"But I'm with Cody now."

"You've only been with him for what two week."

Yes and he's shown me that he cares about me more than you ever have in our two year relationship."

John gets up "I don't get it I thought you still loved me."

Randy gets up "I do still love you but-"

"Then why are you throwing away our two years for two weeks with someone you never even talked to before. What are you just trying to make me jealous?"

"No"

"Are you trying to hurt me?"

"Oh like all the times you hurt me."

John looks down at his feet. "I never meant to hurt you Randy."

Randy uses his hand to lift John's head. "I know you didn't."

"What do you want me to do?"

"What?"

"I'll do anything for another chance."

Randy takes away his hand and walks away from him. "It's too late John."

"I'll come out."

Randy stops walking and turns back to John. "What?"

"I said I'll come out. I just want another shot."

Randy looks down "I can't"

John wipes his wet face and sniffles. "So you don't even want to try."

Looking back up he sees that John is crying. He reaches out and tries to touch him but John pushes his hand away and walks off.

Randy goes after him. "John!"

John ignores him and gets in his car. He looks back over at Randy then back at the road. Steeping on the gas he pulls off.

All Randy could do was watch as John drove off. He cursed himself because deep down he knew he still loved John and he wanted to get back together but he was scared that it would all come crumbling down if he let John back in. So he went back in the house.