"Fine then." Vic muttered and got up to leave. Quickly, I grabbed his arm and pulled him into a tight embrace. After a short while, I started quietly sobbing. He just stroked my hair and whispered things like, 'it'll be okay Mikey,' and, 'shh don't worry,' but it was just getting to me. I don't even know why I'm acting like this; what's happened to me?

When I calmed down a little, Vic pulled away and looked at me, "You don't have to tell me, just remember that I'll always be here for you, okay?"

I nodded and smiled weakly. He walked out and I quickly got changed. I can't stay in my sweaty clothes forever. Just as I was putting on a clean shirt, Tony walked in.

"Hey." He smiled softly. I simply nodded. "Vic said that something's bothering you." I sighed and headed for the door.

"Wait! Do you want to talk about it?" He said.

"Not here." I muttered.

"Okay. Want to go to the park? It'll be quiet, it's pretty late." Nodding, I walked out of the door.

"Hey, we're just going out for a while, you guys go back to the bus." Tony said to someone. I wasn't paying attention - I just wanted to get out of here. The tension and heat of the venue was becoming too much for me to handle. Tony grabbed my hand and led me outside. Once we got to the park and sat down on a bench, I broke down again. Tony gasped and pulled me close to him. Burying my face in my hands, I rested my head on his shoulder. When I looked up at him, he smiled and wiped my tears away.

"I've never seen you cry before, you look cute." He whispered, mesmerised.

"W-What?" I stuttered and looked down. He was quick to pull my chin up. He was blushing. Before I could say anything else, his lips met mine in a quick kiss. I gasped and pulled away.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to I just thought- I'm sorry." Turning away, he bit his lip.

"It's.. Don't worry about it." I said. I have to admit, it did feel kind of nice...

"Well anyway, what are you upset about?" He looked back at me. I sighed.

"I just feel like a total failure, I don't know what I'm doing. Why do I have to love him? It's just wrong. I shouldn't feel like that about my own-" I can't make myself say it. It isn't right. Tony will hate me if I tell him. Man, he might even tell everyone...

"You're gay? Your own who?" He looked surprised.

"Y-Yeah. I don't want to tell you... Sorry."

"Oh. Okay." He looked quite hurt. "I thought you were my best friend. Best friends are supposed to tell each other everything. I was going to tell you something, but I don't think I'm going to now."

"Tony it's not like that! I want to tell you, but you'll hate me."

"Really? Is that what you think of me? I don't care who you love, I will always lo- be your best friend, no matter what." He blushed and stood up. "If you don't want to tell me then fine. I'm going back."

"Sorry. It's not that I don't want to tell you, I just... I don't know. I know it's wrong, and I'm just embarrassed. If you really want to know, it's Vic." He stopped dead in his tracks.

A/N Short chapter, I know, I'm so sorry for not updating! I don't really have any ideas as to what could happen next, honestly. If you do please (pleasepleaseplease) leave a review and help!
Also, if you've read my BVB fic (Sins of Our Love) by any chance, I've abandoned it. I had a pretty good idea for it, but it just didn't work out as planned.
So yeah, that's it, sorry, please review and tell me what you think and how I can improve, thanks for reading! :)