Title: The Nerd and the Jock

Chapter 10

One Week Later

Brian's POV

All this week, Justin has been really happy. It's kind of weird. No one could just go from being so insecure and crying sometimes to being happy all the time. It's not possible. He hasn't looked upset at all. He hasn't cried once. He hasn't talked to me about anything. I'm worried about him. There might be something seriously wrong. I don't want him hurting himself. I don't think he could, considering he's always with me. He could still hurt himself when I'm sleeping. I don't think he has but I never know. I'm gonna have to talk to him.

Justin's POV

I've been acting happy all week. That way I won't have to tell Brian anything. I want to hurt myself but I have nothing to hurt myself with. Instead of talking to Brian about anything and feeling guilty about it later, I just cry at night. Every night, I cry myself to sleep. Brian doesn't know and I don't want him to know. I hope he's not getting suspicious. But he might be. I all of a sudden go from being depressed all the time to being happy. That's not possible for anyone unless they were faking being happy. And that's what I was doing. I was faking happiness. Not that Brian doesn't make me happy. He does and sometimes I'm actually happy and not faking. But when I'm depressed is when I fake being happy. It's hard but I manage. I really hope he doesn't get suspicious. He probably is.

Normal POV

Justin was sitting on the couch, waiting for Brian to change. They had just gotten back from soccer practice. While Brian was practicing, Justin sat and watched. When they got back, Justin sat on the couch and Brian went up to their bedroom to change. He came back down after changing into pants and a t-shirt. He went in front of Justin and kneeled down so he was eye level. Justin looked at him. "What?" Justin asked. Oh shit! I think he knows something's up. Justin thought. Brian took Justin's hands.

"Justin, are you hurting yourself?"

"No, I'm not."

"You're really not?"

"Brian, I swear to you I'm not. I want to, but I don't hurt myself."

"Okay. Then what's going on?"

"Nothing." Justin smiled –trying- to prove his point.

"Don't bullshit me Justin. I know you. Something's going on."

"Brian, nothing's going on."

"Look me in the eye and tell me nothing's going on." Justin looked away. "I knew it. What's going on?" I'm gonna have to tell him. I don't want to but I have to. Justin thought.

"It's just…I still get upset about everything that's happened to me over the years and I don't want to tell you because then I'll just feel guilty afterwards. I know you say that I don't have to feel guilty but I can't help it."

"What do you do to deal with it?"

"I cry myself to sleep every night."

"Justin, look at me." Justin looked at him. "Promise me you'll talk to me when you're depressed. Look me in the eye and promise me." Justin looked him in the eye.

"I promise." Brian smiled at him, stood up, and kissed him. "By the way Brian, I'm not always depressed. You make me happy."

"I figured. And you make me happy."

"Good." Brian kissed Justin. "Brian?" Justin said after they broke apart.

"Yeah?"

"I want you to be my first."

"Your first? What are you talking - - ohhh. Are you sure?"

"Yeah, just go slow."

"Come on. Let's go upstairs." Brian stood up and held out his hand. Justin took his hand and stood up. They went upstairs into their bedroom. Brian closed and locked the door behind them. Justin laid on the bed and Brian laid on top of him. They started kissing then making out. Brian took off Justin's and his shirt. Eventually, all of their clothes were off. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Brian asked after he put on a condom.

"Yeah, I'm sure." Brian kissed Justin as he entered him.

A/N: Don't like, don't read. Damn! It's only been a week and school is kicking my butt.