MATURE - MAY HAVE INAPPROPRIATE SCENES FOR YOUNG ADULTS

Richard's POV

It's been roughly two weeks since Chase and I each revealed the mutual feeling of love between us. Since then, we have had a few minor disagreements regarding the topic. I am perfectly content with keeping our relationship a secret, but Chase feels guilty I guess, lying to everyone. I just don't want him to think I'm ashamed of him, because I'm not. I'm ashamed of the fact that I'm in love with a guy, I've tried to date girls in the past, hell I'm still "dating" Mercedes, but that's not love. Chase, Chase is my love. And I will do what I have to to keep it that way, even if it does mean disgracing my family. I just, I can't lose Chase, especially not to something as fucking stupid as embarrassment and shyness. No, that will not happen, if Chase really wants to come out, then I will too. I just hope that I can put it off for a bit longer.

Chase's POV

I lay in bed my head swirling. I love him. I love him to pieces. But I'm confused. Two weeks since our kiss. Two weeks since I've experienced something surreal and beautiful. But he has a girlfriend? Why? His girlfriend deserves him. But I NEED him. We can only express our affection behind closed doors and it stabs me in the heart. Richard can get any girl he wants but there is only one person that could make his life complete. The thing is, that person is not of the opposite sex. Tomorrow is Sunday so I try to ease my mind of the tension that has been straining my mind for 14 days. I need something to distract me. Anything! I reach to the bedside table and grab my iPod, trying to find something to do but think. I press the home button and gasp. A text message from Richard.

R: Hey, we need to talk…

C: yeah?

R: No. I mean, talk, not text

C: How bad is the situation? Should I step outside to call you?

R: No! Look I want to do this face to face, but its nothing too horrible, don't worry baby just meet me at Roper Park NOW, k? luv u xx

C: okay I luv u 2

I lock my iPod and slip it in the pocket of my jeans. Jesus, I'm nervous. I slip on my sweatshirt and shoes. I drag myself out the door. Richard better have something good to say.

Richards POV

I was already at Roper, nervously awaiting the arrival of Chase, I kept making sure my shirt had no wrinkles, and that the zipper on my pants was zipped up. Just trying to look my best for the man I loved. I soon saw Chase approaching, he looked more nervous than me and was more pale than ever, but he was still absolutely beautiful. I sweetly greeted him with a small kiss upon his cheek and told him that I was prepared to do whatever he wanted with the relationship. I was sure going to miss sneaking around, but its been fun while it lasted.

"Okay Chase, I really want you to be happy, and I NEED you to be happy with me. But I need you to know that I'm not ashamed of you, I'm just..." I stuttered searching for the right word, "I'm just, scared."

Chase's POV

"Richard, I'm scared too." I said nervously.

"I never really wanted to make this a huge weight on your shoulders. We should be free to love each other. We should keep up the way we are right know. We can't tell anyone. I don't want our love to go viral. I kind of like the secretive stuff. But we need to hang out more. I need you more than I ever thought would. I know it hadn't been easy for us to talk with everyone around, but you know I don't want to lose this love we share. I hope you believe in us the way I do."

Richard's POV

"I do, I just thought, with Mercedes and all, you'd want to tell everyone, I just wanted you to know that I'm not ashamed of you." At the sound of her name Chase's face went white and his face fell as he stared at his feet.

"So, do you love her? I mean, do you have feelings for her like you do me? I-"

"No. Chase. no, I don't I just, I thought that there was no way you would ever think of me as anything more than a friend, so I just got with other people, I tried to get you off my mind, and push my feelings away. But I sure as hell am glad that didn't work out".

"Yeah me too." he said timidly

Chase's POV

I was about to leave. What do I say?

"Hey Richard?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you maybe want to spend the night at my house?"

"I'd like that. I'll text you, okay?"

He turned to leave. I ran swiftly towards him wrapping my arms around him, laying my head on his chest.

"Don't leave me yet." I mumbled.

He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me softly.

"I won't."

If it wasn't for Richard's mom texting him to come home, I would've stayed there with him for an eternity. I kissed his soft lips and said goodbye with a somewhat heavy heart. I look at my iPod, only 3:30. Only 3 hours until he would be in my arms again.

*3 hours before Richard arrives*

I walk into the house, strip off my sweatshirt and look around the house. I need to clean. I run around the house on a mad cleaning spree. Everything had to be perfect. No bad impressions. What the hell am I doing? I don't clean anything to save my life. In the middle of vacuuming my room, I hear the faint ring of the doorbell. Oh god. No. He can't be here already! I run the door and open it to see Garrett.

"Hey, what's up, Chase?"

How am I supposed to explain to a straight guy that the love of my life and man of my dreams was on his way over?

"Just cleaning?"

"What the fuck? You don't clean! Are you okay?"

"TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES DUDE! I JUST VACUUMED!" I yell as he tried to walk in with his shoes on. What was he thinking?

"Chase? Where's the Mountain Dew?"

"You know where it is."

"Damn your kitchen is like spotless."

"I know! Now don't screw it up." I say as I clean the windows.

I plop down on the couch looking at the time. 1 hour and 30 minutes.

"Garrett, you need to leave in 45 minutes." I pant.

"Why?"

What is up with straight guys and all their damn questions? This is not an interrogation for a murder!

"Someone important is coming over. (Future) family member."

"Alright." The house was perfect I guess. Time for a break. Garrett sits down next to me, Mountain Dew can in had.

"If you spill any of that on the floor, your blood will be the newest stain on the carpet." He has no clue how stressed I am right now. Garrett scoots closer and closer to me as I turn on the tv.

"Dude turn on the game!" Garrett says

What was this bitch thinking? High School Musical 3 is on right now and he's worried about football? Straight bitches, man.

30 minutes pass. I manage to get Garrett out of the house by saying his mom called. Yes! Now what do I need to do? I look in the mirror, running my fingers through my hair. Damn, my hair is sexy. But according to the rest of my body, I need a shower.

Richard's POV

When I got to Chase's house I had my backpack slung over my shoulder, filled with overnight necessities. I knocked lightly on the door, no answer. I knock again, once again, no answer. I listened intently, trying to recognize the sounds coming from inside. A sort of constant patter, water maybe? A shower! Thats it. But I sure as hell didn't have enough patience to stand out here until he finished lathering, rinsing, and repeating. I started calling his name.

"Chase? Chaaaaassse answer the doooooor..."

"Hang on!" he yelled in reply.

Two minutes later the door swings open and finally I feast upon his frame.

"Hey! I thought you weren't supposed to be here for like another half hour?" He questioned

His entire upper-body bare and dripping with water, his nipples erect from the sudden rush of cold air. I allowed my eyes to slowly drift down his body, landing on the towel, loosely tied around his waist, just threatening to fall and pool around his feet. Two words came to mind at the mental image, hot damn. Oh god, I've been staring at his crotch for way too long, he had to have noticed. Shit. shit shit shit shit shit shit shit. Okay just act normal, maybe he won't say anything. I lifted my head so that I was looking straight at his face. His confident, cocky, conceited, smirking face. Fuck.

Chase's POV

I'm nervous as hell, standing in the doorway. I act casual, accounting that I'm literally naked in front of him. This towel felt like it could fall at any second. He couldn't of had better timing! I smirk.

"Follow me and I can show you where to put your stuff." I lead him to my bedroom, still freezing cold in this towel.

"Just set your stuff on the bed. You want anything to drink?" I ask nervously.

"Water would be great!"

I walk out of the room, Richard following close behind. I try to walk faster, trying to avoid the towel falling. I'm halfway to the kitchen when I feel a sudden surge of cold wind from my hips down.

"Hey. You dropped something."

I make a full 360 to see, in Richard's hand the cream towel that was once around my waist. Shit.

Richard's POV

I took a minute to look down his well endowed body before I took off running.

"HEY GIVE IT BACK ASSHOLE" he yelled after me. But I kept going, I may never have this opportunity again, I have to make this as fun as possible. I didn't stop running, I could feel Chase, just inches behind me, reaching for his towel, when I broke out in a full on sprint. I didn't stop until I reached his back porch. I stopped hard as soon as I felt the cold outside air. I turned around panting, yet widely smiling at Chase, who was still inside, hiding behind the curtain that covered the glass, sliding door.

"If you want it, come get it."

His cheeks went from pink to a bright glowing deep red. "You're not serious" he said doubtfully.

"Aren't I?" I dangled the towel from my index finger, teasing him with it. He flashed me a smile and giggled slightly as he closed and locked the glass door. Leaving me outside, confused, cold, and holding a sopping wet towel.

Chase's POV

Haha. The jokes on you now Richard. He walks up to the glass, pounding on it.

"Dude, let me in! It's so cold!"

I shake my head left and right giggling at his confused state of mind.

"Let me in or I'll-I'll,"

"You'll do what?"

"I'll sing Teenage Dream at the top of my lungs for everyone to hear!"

I look at him. He's not serious. Before I could even hear the first note, I ran to my bedroom and put on some clothes. I'll let him in when I'm dressed. I walk out in a pair of sweatpants and a green tshirt.

"Now you can come in."

"Thank god, I'm so cold."

I unlocked the door and he pulls me into his muscular arms. The invigorating scent of his cologne runs over me.

"So?", he whispers kissing my forehead, "when will everyone get home?"

"Not until tomorrow, they went to Omaha for my brothers birthday celebration. I suggested it. They wanted to spend a night at some hotel water resort thing."

"I like the sound of that. Just the two of us."

NUMBER 3 COMING SOON!