Cameron finished his extra credit a little bit later than he had originally planned. He hoped that Damian wasn't wondering where he was or anything, maybe Damian was still at Glee Club.

Cameron made his way out of the quiet school, the sky was beginning to become dark, wow he must've spent ages on his work. When he had walked down the outside steps of the school his vision was met with light electric blue eyes. Damian.

But something was wrong, was Damian crying? Cameron felt as if his heart had just stopped completely, he held his breath and stared down sadly at his friend who was currently sat on the curb looking up at him in tears.

"They took my bike" Damian whispered, his voice cracked. Shit. Did the jocks seriously do that? They would stoop as low as stealing someone's property? His eyes softened at the boy below him, he bent down and held out a hand to Damian. Damian obliged and let Cameron take his hand to pull him up onto his feet. Cameron wrapped an arm around the Irish boy's shoulders.

"You can stay round mine tonight if you like?" Cameron offered, Damian gulped and nodded as he wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

"I have no clothes for tomorrow" He whispered, Cameron thought for a moment.

"You can borrow some of my old clothes which don't fit?" Cameron offered "I take it you don't want your parents to find out about your bike?" Damian's eyes looked scared for a moment before he nodded frantically, his eyes welling up with tears once more.

"You might want to tell your parents that you're staying round mine" Cameron suggested, Damian sniffed and waited a moment before nodding.

"What about your parents?" He asked, Cameron smiled reassuringly.

"They'll be fine with it, don't worry" He assured the Irish boy who ultimately looked more at ease. When they reached Cameron's house the blonde haired boy's parents weren't even in. Damian looked around the small house appreciatively. Suddenly a cup of water was shoved into his hands; he looked at Cameron in surprise. "Thought you could use a drink" Cameron shrugged; Damian smiled once more at him and sipped at the drink politely.

"Come on; let's go to my room" Cameron said happily, Damian said nothing and followed Cameron into his room. It was a small room, band posters were plastered over the walls and various guitars were placed around the room.

"You play the guitar?" Damian inquired, staring at the guitar in front of him. Cameron smiled exuberantly.

"I write songs, too" Cameron stated, Damian's eyebrows rose.

"Play me something?" Damian asked, Cameron blushed and shook his head.

"No, no, I've never played any of my songs to anyone before" Cameron muttered, Damian's face fell and he averted his eyes to the floor. Cameron's eyes softened and he sighed.

"Fine, just stop looking so miserable" He gave in; Damian grinned widely and moved to sit on Cameron's bed.

Cameron sat hesitantly next to Damian, guitar in hand.

"I wrote this when I was like heartbroken so it's gonna sound depressing and stuff" Cameron babbled, Damian stayed silent and just simply stared at Cameron in awe as he started to play the opening chords.

Remember the day
When we drove just to get away
The sun was coming down
And breaking through the clouds
Was as perfect as it could get
Was as perfect as it could get

Damian was entranced in Cameron's voice, the melody, the chords of the guitar. It was just overwhelming, Damian felt like crying all over again. He could almost feel the happiness, the pure heart-wrenching love of the lyrics engulf him.

And one day I'll see you again
(Again)
Someday, when this war ends
I hope you remember this
That no-one could love you
Or could think more of you
No-one to watch you fall asleep
Remember this
And remember me.

Cameron casted a quick glance to Damian, his eyes flickered to the Irish boy's lips quickly as he began the second verse.

Remember our first kiss
Quick and oh so fleeting
Don't know if I was breathing
But I know it was real
No matter the season
I never lose the feeling

Cameron caught Damian's eye once more, his face just looked pained and Damian's heart sank at the sight of it. He couldn't help it; he put a hand reassuringly on Cameron's knee. A smile played on Cameron's lips as he carried on with the song.

Cos I know one day I'll see you again
(Again)
Someday, when this war ends
I hope you remember this
That no-one could love you
Or could think more of you
No-one to watch you fall asleep

I know you're probably leaving
But I'll never stop believing
The stars can't shine more than you
Remember this
Remember this
Remember this
Remember this
A-wooohh A-wooooohh A-wooooh
A-woooh ooooh oooooohh

Cameron finished his song with a shaky breath, Damian's hand was still on his knee, Damian just seemed so entranced with Cameron.

"You have to join Glee Club" Damian whispered, Cameron looked at him as though he were crazy. He laughed and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Damo. You know I can't" Cameron put his guitar back on the stand and sat back down, his body now facing Damian.

"I don't see why not" Damian remarked, Cameron raised his eyebrows at the boy in front of him.

"You do know what happened to you today, right?" Cameron asked, Damian's face fell and Cameron wished he could have just taken his words back. "Aw, Damo I'm sorry" Cameron remarked, he put an arm around Damian and pulled him close against him. He felt the brown haired boy start to shake next to him, he pulled away and saw Damian was crying again.

"Damo, shh—shh" Cameron hushed the Irish boy and rubbed affectionately on his back. "You need some sleep" Cameron whispered to the other boy who nodded in return. Cameron stood up and awkwardly looked around his room, he honestly hadn't expected that Damian would be sleeping over—he had no idea where the boy would sleep.

"I guess we can put some cushions or something on the floor" He said, rubbing his neck slightly as he looked around the floor "You can take the bed" Cameron stated with a smile, Damian looked sheepish all of a sudden.

"Actually, Cam, I was wonderin if—" Damian stopped and his cheeks flushed red as he averted Cameron's gaze. "If we could just both sleep in the bed?" He looked back at Cameron who looked surprised. "No! No! Just as friends, no funny business I swear!" Damian said alarmingly "I just—when you were hugging me I felt better so I just—never mind it was a stupid idea" Damian grew redder the more he babbled and Cameron just smiled at his friend.

"It's okay, Damo, we can do that if you want" Cameron said coolly, with that said Cameron climbed onto the bed and moved so that he was under the covers. Damian followed in suit and soon they were both under the bedcovers, their shoulders lightly touching each other's.

"Do you want me to hold you?" Cameron asked suddenly, Damian whispered a yes in response, it was barely audible but Cameron picked up on it.

All Damian felt was warmth as Cameron's arms wrapped securely around his waist, he was pulled flush against Cameron's chest and he actually felt comfortable—he felt safe. Having his bike stolen really hit him hard, nothing like that had ever happened to him before. It made him wonder how far the bullies would actually go to torment him. However being here—in Cameron's embrace strangely gave him confidence, reassurance that he wasn't alone.

"How was Glee Club?" Cameron muttered into Damian's ear. His breath tickled Damian's face.

"It was really good actually; they were all so nice and accepted me. I've never been a part of anything like that before. It felt nice" Damian admitted, he felt Cameron smile into his hair.

"I'm glad" Cameron whispered back, his grip on Damian tightened and the two boy's fell asleep shortly, completely at ease in the other's presence.