Together?

Chapter One

I picked up a small book. My best friend book. A small smile grew on my lips as I flipped through the pages. I wished that Antonio and I never would have stopped being friends. I remembered the day so clearly in my mind. It was the first day I'd started calling him a tomato bastard. That was two years ago. And no matter what I did, I still couldn't get over him. I couldn't get over my ex-best friend. I tried hard to forget him; I'd gotten with every girl I could, done every one of them. It didn't mean anything. Not a single one of those girls mattered to me, all because my heart belonged to the tomato bastard.

"Fratello? Where are you~" I heard his little brother call.

"What the fuck do you want?" I said. Feliciano walked into my room.

"Grandpa wanted me to ask you if you wanted to go to the movies with us ve~" Feliciano said, his voice filled with an eerie bubblyness.

"Why the fuck would I want to go to the fucking movies with you guys?" I asked. His face showed that of hurt, as I sent him a glare.

"B-because… I don't know! But you didn't have to be rude about it!" Feliciano said before running out of my room. I sat the book back down on my desk. I always hurt those close to me… always. I guess that's why I haven't had any friends since Antonio. I grabbed my giant pillow, shaped like a tomato and plopped down on my bed. Antonio… I hadn't even called and apologized to him. I hadn't even tried to save our friendship. I just let it crumple beneath me. Why? Why the fuck didn't I try and save it? I clutched the pillow close to my chest as I curled up into a ball. Maybe it wasn't too late. Maybe I could call him. Maybe I could make emends. Maybe, just maybe, I could get my best friend back. I uncurled myself slowly, and grabbed my iPhone from my bedside table. I hoped his number was the same from two years ago. I slid through my contacts until I found him. Antonio. I dialed his number, and sat there listening to the ringing, and just as I was about to give up, someone answered the phone.

"Hello," I weakly said.

"Who is this?" he said. His voice had gotten deeper… sexier.

"It's Lovino Vargas… please don't hang up," I said. I heard a weird noise come from the other side, which sounded as though it was a stifled sob. I just decided to ignore it.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Toni?" I asked. There was silence.

"Why aren't you calling me tomato bastard?" he asked with slight surprise filling his voice.

"That was a mistake… I was just… I couldn't…" I said; my voice was shaky and uncontrolled. I was about to cry.

"Lovi, what's wrong?" I heard him ask.

"I was keeping something from you… I didn't want you to know about it… so I did the only thing I knew to do… push you away from me," I said while trying to keep my tears at bay.

"Oh Lovi, are you free today?" he asked. A small smile formed on my lips. Was this really happening? Was I getting my best friend back?

"Y-yeah," I muttered.

"We need to talk face to face… meet me at our tree, okay?" he said. I nodded my head, but then realized that he couldn't see my head, so I quickly said yes.

"I'll see you then, Lovi."

"Goodbye, Toni." I sighed contently before getting up off my bed. I can't just wear my PJ pants to go see him… That would be weird… What am I going to wear? I rummaged through my closet and found my favorite pair of dark skinnies that hung loosely off me and a solid black tee. I smiled at my reflection. I grabbed my phone, wallet, and the best friend book, just in case. I flung myself down the stairs, and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a water bottle, before running out of the house and to my car, a red Ferrari. I jumped into the driver's seat and drove over to the park. Antonio's mom used to always drive us over there when we were younger. I smiled at the memories flooding my mind. I turned down the familiar roads, laughing out load at the things I remembered. This was so fucking amazing. I was getting my best friend back. Even if that meant going through the old things I remembered. The hiding… but it was worth it. I would get him back. I would be able to be with him, even if it wasn't the way I wanted.

I calmly parked my car and walked, with my hands in my pockets, to 'our tree'. As it came into my view, I couldn't help but smile. I saw someone sitting under the tree. He had tan skin, muscles, and shaggy brown hair. His eyes were closed, so I couldn't see what the color of his eyes was, but I had a feeling I knew who it was. "Toni?" His head snapped up and he showed me those beautiful green eyes of his. A smile formed on his lips.

"Lovi," he said. I closed the rest of the distance between us and sat down next to him. "Why did you suddenly call me?" I looked at him sheepishly and pulled out the book. I handed it to him and he smiled even more at me.

"I have no fucking clue why I decided to look at it… but when I did I felt like some shitty person. It brought back the memory… of when we… I felt like a horrible person," I muttered. Antonio looked at me, his eyes shinning. I could feel my body reacting like it did when I was younger. How could I have been stupid enough to break our friendship? Even if I had been in love with him… and still was.

"Lovi," he said, before taking me in a hug, "the only reason I thought we weren't friends anymore was because you never called me again. I thought you hated me…" I was shocked. How could he possibly think that I hated him? He was perfect… I love him!

"Y-you thought I hated you?" I asked. He nodded his head. "Why?"

"You called me a tomato bastard, and then never tried to hang out with me again. You continued to call me tomato bastard and not Toni…" he said. I sat there staring at him.

"I thought you fucking hated me… I just had something eating away at me and I couldn't find it in myself to tell you, so I just tried to push you away because… if you knew…" I said. I took a deep breath, "If you knew, you'd never want to speak to me again." Antonio looked at me.

"Nothing could ever make me hate you, Lovi," he said. I smiled at him, but doubted it. I just hugged him harder. Two years after our fight we were making up, two years since we last hung out, two painfully long years. I smiled before pulling away from the hug. I tried to ignore the longing in my body. I tried to ignore every fucking reaction that my body had to him.

"Lovi?" he asked. I looked into those green eyes of his, "What were you hiding from me?" My breath caught in my throat.

"I'm… I'm not ready to say anything yet." He nodded his head and hugged me again.

"I won't make the same mistake as last time; I won't push you too far. You'll tell me when you're ready, right?" he said.

"Of course, Toni," I muttered. He engulfed me into another hug.

"You want to go get some food?" he asked. I smiled.

"Yeah," I said. "Did you bring your car?"

"I walked here," he said. I stared at him.

"Y-you walked?"

"Yeah…" he said. I grabbed his hand, and ignored the warm feeling growing in the lower part of my body.

"We'll ride in my red Ferrari," I said. Antonio gave me a surprised look.

"Grandpa got you a red Ferrari?" I nodded my head. He didn't say 'your grandpa' he said 'grandpa'. Did that mean we were already back to where we were before we got in that fucking fight? I smiled at him. He gave me a smile I hadn't seen since our fight and my heart melted. Fuck. I didn't realize how hard it was going to be for me when I was around him. I smiled at him. He dropped my hand and got up. I wanted to frown, but I didn't; my smile just faltered. He then grabbed my hands and pulled me up. My smile grew. I could feel the warmness, in my lower regions, growing. I could feel a blush creeping on my face, and I tried to force it away. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and asked me to lead him to my car. Why did he put his arm around my shoulder? Why is he keeping it there? It was getting really hard to keep my erection invisible. At least I wore my baggy skinny jeans. I wanted to tell him, but why would I ruin a newly re-kindled friendship? I kept the words in my throat. I wasn't going to mention anything. I was going to keep this one secret. This one secret; the one I have kept from everyone. Maybe I could just tell him I'm gay… The thought continued to bounce through my mind. Later… I'll tell him while we're eating.

"You want to drive?" he asked. I nodded my head and then jumped into the driver's seat. He laughed before getting in the passenger side. I laughed at him. He was so adorable… God I needed to stop thinking like that. It wasn't going to help my erection. I smiled weakly at him. "Where do you want to go?" I looked at him.

"I don't know… maybe the old pizza place?" I said. His face lit up.

"The old pizza place… of course!" he said. I smiled. That was our second favorite hang out. I felt my phone start vibrating in my pocket. I mouthed a sorry to Toni before pulling out my phone and seeing a call from Grandpa Roma. I answered the call.

"Hey Grandpa," I said.

"Where are you?" he screamed into the phone.

"I'm with Toni at the park. We are about to go to the old pizza place," I said. There was a pause.

"When do you think you will be home?" he asked.

"Um… I don't know. I'll text you when we're leaving, okay?" I said.

"Sure. I'm glad you are hanging out with Toni! So, I assume you guys are friends again?" he said.

"Y-yeah, Grandpa," I said. This was getting awkward.

"Cool, well, be home soon. If you guys want to hang out here you can," he said.

"Okay. Goodbye," I muttered before hanging up the phone. "Damn dude asks the most awkward questions!" Antonio gave me a weird look before busting out into laughter. I narrowed my eyes at him. "What's so funny?"

"You," he said through his laughter. I blushed slightly. Fuck. Men weren't supposed to blush… especially because of other men. "C'mon let's go to the pizza place." I smiled and turned the car on. I smiled as I drove the car to my second favorite place, a place I hadn't been to since the last time I went with Antonio. The place held too many memories…

I parked the car in one of the many open spots. Antonio got out first and quickly got to my side before opening the door for me. I smiled at him and got out. He again put his arm around me again. Why did he continue to do that? I was confused by him. Didn't he just break up with his girl-friend only a couple weeks ago? Why was he making it seem like we were dating… not that I minded, but… what if he doesn't like me like that? What if he does? I was very confused. What the fuck was going on? I just decided to stop caring. I smiled as he opened the pizza place door. I smiled harder as I was caressed by the old atmosphere I had missed. It hadn't changed much since we were younger. The only difference was the games in the front. "Let's sit down," I said. He smiled at me before leading me to a booth and sat across from me. Okay then… he was getting so fucking confusing. I smiled at him and he smiled back. So fucking confusing.

"Cheese pizza with diced tomatoes?" he asked. I nodded my head. He remembers… I smiled harder at him. "I'll go order it." He got up to go order our pizza and I couldn't help but stare at his ass as he walked towards the counter. I blushed again and looked away. I tried to get the image of his ass out of my head. Damn, he had definitely filled out since we were younger. In two years he'd turned from 'super cute' to 'super sexy'. I could tell why all those fucking girls were all over him. "I'm back… it should be done soon." He slid back into the seat he was in before.

"Yay," I said; my voice was monotone. How could I pretend anymore? It's been three years since I told myself I loved him. How could I keep it a secret anymore? Who was I going to tell? My Grandpa? My brother? Antonio? I couldn't keep it a secret anymore. I needed to tell someone before I fucking exploded.

"What's wrong, Lovi?" he asked.

"I can trust you, right?" I asked.

"Of course!" he said.

"I'm gay," I said.

"Me too," he said.

A.N. And end chapter one… Okay so while I was working on this, I was listening to Avril Lavigne and I found a perfect song for between the prologue and chapter one. It's called: Take Me Away. I love it! So, listen to the song? Maybe? Well, I'd love your feed back!