Chapter.4 Making Up

Walter felt cheated now and wanted to wring Sam's neck for stealing his Henry. He and Henry were happy together until they met Sam. It didn't matter; Walter would have Henry back soon, so very soon.

Walter walked up to Henry and put his hands on either side of Henry's head.

"What are you doing Walter?" Henry questioned. Walter scanned the hallway for a second until he saw Sam looking right at them. Walter smirked and kissed Henry deeply on the lips. Henry's eyes went wide and smacked Walter. Walter held his cheek as Henry looked around the hallway to make sure nobody had seen.

"Never do that again," Henry said with malice in his voice. Walter frowned as Henry walked away, that wasn't the reaction he expected.

Henry leaned in to kiss Sam but didn't connect because Sam stopped Henry.

"What's wrong?" Henry asked as he sat back.

"So, you were just using me?"
"What are you talking about?"

"I mean that you were just using me to get some when Walter isn't giving you any?" Sam said in disgust.

"N-No, why would you think that?"

"I saw the two of you kissing in the hallway Henry, don't act stupid."

"But Sam-"

"No, I don't want to hear it Henry…I'm leaving," Sam said and threw all his things into his backpack.

"I have no interest in entertaining Walter's slut," Sam said before he left the room.

Walter wrapped his arms around Henry in a loving way; Henry shrugged off Walter's embrace and continued to study his book.

"Oh come on Henry, it's already been two weeks."

"Walter, because of you I've now been labeled as your slut."

"Who's calling you that?" Walter said his expression turning dark.

"Everyone thanks to you!"

"I haven't heard anything."

"That's because they never say it in front of you!"

"I'm sorry, is there anything you want me to do?" Walter saw Henry tense up which meant that Henry was starting to get angry. Henry rarely ever got angry, but when he did it wasn't pretty.

"Walter…I'll give you five seconds to leave before I start throwing things at you." Walter sighed and walked out of the room.

Two months, already two months and Henry still refused to speak to Walter. Things were awkward at the dinner table, or in the living room, really anywhere as long as Walter and Henry were next to each other. Henry had moved into Tina's old room the week after he almost flipped out on Walter. Overall, the entire situation was pointless and was driving Marisa and Harris crazy.

"That's it I'm going to go talk to Walter," Harris said.

"Good luck," Marisa said as Harris walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. Walter was sitting on the couch, a bored expression on his face as he flipped through channels.

"Walter," when Walter didn't answer Harris sighed and sat down next to him. "Walter, I believe you and Henry should make up."

"He hates me; I highly doubt he has any intention on making up that easily."

"True, but you still have to try. You two got along so well before I hate seeing you and Henry not get along. Just talk to him and see where that goes, okay?" There was no answer so Harris asked again, "okay?"

"Yeah yeah okay," Walter said waving his hand.

Of course Walter didn't go talk to Henry right away; he waited about three weeks before he finally went to Henry's room.

"Henry, we need to talk."

"What about?"

"Well, about Sam and what I did."

"Do we have really have to?"

"Yes, because there are some things I would like to say," Walter said as he got closer to Henry.

"Go ahead," Henry said turning in his seat.

"Well, I know you liked Sam a lot and that it was childish of me to do what I did. I should have thought about your feelings before my own. I'm sorry; I was upset that you were with him because well, I love you."

"…That was really corny," Henry chuckled lightly. Walter's face lit up at the chuckling.

"So, you're not mad at me anymore?"

"No, Walter I'm not mad," Henry answered. Walter grinned and all but tackled Henry to the ground. He kissed Henry forcefully for a long while before breaking the kiss for some air.

"Mine," Walter said, nuzzling Henry's cheek.

"Yours," Henry agreed. The two didn't notice when the door opened.

"Oh jeez, you guys couldn't hang a sock on the doorknob or something?" Tina rolled her eyes and left the room, she had come over to talk to Henry and Walter, but apparently they had already made up. In a way she did not want to walk in on. Henry and Walter just stared at the closed door, looked at each other and shrugged before the started to kiss again.

Tis done, sorry for the lateness was hit with a ton of school work. I will now be updating every week because I doubt I'll have anything major like an essay for awhile. I'm sick so that's probably why the chapter turned out corny, when I'm sick I tend to write corny and/or sad things. Idk why, anyways if any of you think this chapter and the last are irrelevant, trust me they're not. Sam will be a topic of discussion much much much much (you get the point) later. Well, enjoy your day loves. ~3