A/N: Hello, how are you?

So, I promised that I will reveal how Magnus and Oliver met and something more about their relationship. So here you can read about everything what's important in their relationship.

This one is dedicated to ChocolateWriter.

Magnus and Ragnor belongs to Cassie, Oliver is mine.

Enjoy reading.

"Love can hurt"

Magnus was still, after three months, addressed in the school as a 'fresh meat', which he truly despised. For the first time in his life he wanted to stop people from looking at him like he would be a piece of a roast beef or some other meat. Some people looked at him like on a freak, and it wasn't a shock for him. He was wearing bright, colorful clothes and lots of glitter. People in St. Raziel's High School never saw such a marvelous look. So most of the people here stayed away from him, only because they thought about him as a walking rainbow or because they figured out that he likes boys. He didn't even try to hide that he's gay, people would figure it out soon by themselves if he wouldn't be so obvious. And Magnus was obvious for them, he winked at guys in the change room, making them glare at him. But he knew that there wasn't any gay in this school that he could actually truly flirt. At least no one was out.

But despite someone to flirt to, Magnus wanted to find some new friends. Someone to hang out with. It's not that he didn't like his friends, Cate and Ragnor. No, he loved them as siblings, but in the new school he wanted to find some new friends as well. Someone with whom he could party. Because as much as he loves Cate and Ragnor, they aren't outgoing like him. And he was sick of being in home in weekends, not really having a place to go on a party, since no one from school befriends with him. But no one was truly interested in becoming his friend.

Until that one day.

If Magnus could name top ten shocking moments in his life, this one would be on the top.

He was sitting with Cate and Ragnor on the lunch in the cafeteria. As always they chatted about their planes on the weekend, which this time involved historical movies in a Museum. Ragnor's choosing and a Saturday by a pool, if the weather will be nice.

Magnus heard that some senior, named Oliver Haywire, if Magnus understood correctly, that was a captain of the football team, organized a party this weekend. Bane so wanted to go, but he didn't know anyone who could get him an invitation.

He was chewing a French fry, listening to Ragnor blabbing about the movies that they will see, when he heard some gasps and whispers. But sweet lord, what he had heard and seen next made him almost fell out of a chair.

"Hey Magnus" in front of him stood brown haired, chocolate eyed boy, older than him. He was looking at him with a smirk on his face. For a moment, Magnus thought that the boy didn't speak to him. That he had mistaken him with someone. "Ragnor and Catarina right?"

The other two looked as much shocked as Magnus at the football captain.

"So Magnus…" Oliver looked at him once again "There's the party at mine's on Friday night. And I'd like you to come" he took out some paper from his pocket "Your friends can come too if they want"

"You…You're inviting ME on your party?" a surprise in his voice was too clear to hear.

"Yeah…so I see you on Friday night?" Magnus could only nod, as he was too shocked to extract any word from his mouth. When Oliver went away from their table, Magnus stared at the invitation in front of him with a disbelief in his eyes.

Oliver Haywire just invited him to the best party of this season…

"Holly shit…" Magnus mumbled "Did he…for real?"

"I guess" Catarina nodded

"Oh we are so going on that party!"

"But…" Ragnor started but Magnus shushed him immediately.

"We're going. This is our chance to adapt in this school"

When Friday came, Magnus was excited since the morning. The day before he prepared his best clothes. He needed to look incredibly, like a 'million dollars' like his best friend liked to say. And god curse him, but he did look like that. He put a golden, bejeweled jacket. Really, really tight black leather pants, white spaghetti shirt with glitter on. He put a strong make up, but not so much, he didn't want to look like a transvestite. Just a golden eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and some mascara. And of course a glitter on his cheeks. Then he spiked up his hair with a gel, and put there a lots of glitter as well. He looked ravishing, and he was fully aware of it.

Oliver's house was filled with so many people, most of them Magnus had seen in school, some of them were unfamiliar to him. But what surprised him was that almost every person here was older than him. He started to look around but there was no one from his grade or grade lower.

"What are you doing here kiddo?" Some senior asked him, blocking his way before he slipped further into a living room "Get lost kid, we don't invite kids here"

"I was…"

"Daniel, I invited Magnus, he's my guest" Magnus turned around and smiled to Oliver. The said boy winked at him and led him further. "Sorry for that moron"

"It's ok. Thank you for inviting me here"

"You look wonderful tonight Magnus" god damn him for that warm spreading on his face.

Why Oliver was flirting with him. He's like 100% straight. That was strange for Magnus. He was thinking about that some more, when Oliver left him by the bar. The said boy was dancing with some blonde girl, but he kept glancing on Bane now and then. More, sometimes Magnus felt as Oliver was eye-raping him.

Magnus started to dance and chat with some people, trying to make them like him and he was truly successful.

"Want some drink?" he heard behind him, as well as he felt a cold breath on the side of his neck. Oliver stood in front of him with a can of beer in his hand. Magnus gladly accept the drink. It wasn't his first alcohol drink. He experienced before with Ragnor. "I saw you dancing. You have some really great moves"

"Um…thanks…" Oliver moved his fingers over Magnus's upper arm and started to brush it, making Magnus shiver from a slight pleasure. He haven't feel like that since a kiss with Justin, and that was over a year ago.

"Come with me"

He went after him to some bedroom in the house. Once inside, Oliver locked the door with a key, and switched the light on. Magnus didn't even have a chance to look around the room, and Oliver pressed him onto the wall. The next second Magnus feels hot lips over his. It's like a fire on his lips. Oliver moves his lips against his wild, hot, fast. It's not like a kiss with Justin. It's more dangerous, more wild, more impetuous. Then Oliver pushes his tongue inside Magnus's mouth, and the said boy's knees almost gave up, but he grab a hold of the other boy to keep himself still. Oliver moves his hands under Magnus's shirt and roams them over his abdomen, clearly wanting something more. But then Magnus recovers from the hot state.

"Stop" Oliver slightly moves away from him, but still one of his hand is on Magnus's belt "I can't…I never have done anything…I can't yet…and…"

"Yeah…it's ok. I understand Magnus" he caress his cheek in a lovingly manner "I'm sorry if I was too brazen"

"It's fine…It's just…we barely knows each other and…you…you like girls…"

"Believe me I'm more fond of something that girls doesn't have" he looked over Magnus's lower parts, that now was slightly aroused. "And I'm…I want to get to know you better. I like you Magnus, you're really hot. I'm not going to beat around bush. I want you to be my boyfriend"

"Bo…boyfriend? But…"

"I want you Magnus. You're very beautiful. And I want you to be mine and mine only"

And Magnus became Oliver's boyfriend really soon. Of course they weren't together in public. No. Oliver couldn't be taken as a gay when he's a captain of the football team in the school. So they only met in Oliver's place, or some club, where there were so many people. Sometimes Oliver dragged Magnus with him to parties, so soon Magnus became quite popular at school. He really liked being Oliver's boyfriend, even if he imagined his relationship better.

Oliver never took him out on a date, a real date. But Magnus explained it to himself that he don't want to be seen in a public with other boy. So he was okay with this, at least that's what he was telling himself. Oliver really spoiled him, he was buying him clothes, sweets, whatever Magnus's heart desired. He made him feel special, whenever he whispered to him.

"You are so beautiful Magnus, so beautiful"

After three weeks of their relationship, Oliver wanted something more. Magnus was truly unsure, he never have done anything with a guy before. Sure, during their make-outs Oliver sometimes touched Magnus below his belt, but only through the other's clothes. And one night Magnus let Oliver take his clothes away, after a reassuring that it won't hurt.

So there he was, laying under Oliver's, writhing in a pain, trying to stop tears that were running down his cheeks.

It won't hurt. He said.

It hurt terribly.

His first time wasn't anything like he imagined it to be. There was no bliss, no delicate touches. No. it was painful, hard, and at some point Magnus thought that he'll break in a half from this pain.

After the first time they went into a routine, Magnus finally stopped counted how many times he was having sex with Oliver through a week. After a few times, he didn't even have to be prepared.

But with every next time it was beginning to be more painful. And one night, when they were having sex, when the tension was filling the air, Magnus felt some burning rather harsh touch on his cheek, if he could say it was touch. It was followed by Oliver screaming his name and filling him with his seed.

"You were great Mag" he said.

In the morning when he looked in the mirror, he discovered something horrible. There, across his right cheek was a big, red mark. Something that a human hand could have left.

Did Oliver slapped him?

Magnus tried to recall the events from the last night, and when he managed to compel his brain to work properly, the memory struck him.

Oliver slapped him.

He didn't know what that meant, or what he should do. Should he talk to Oliver? Should he talk to his friends? Should he talk with his mom? No, that he couldn't do. So he decided to let it slip for now. He thought that it was only a onetime thing connected with emotions and tension during sex.

And it never happened again. Until the very night, when they were dating for two months. One day, it was a truly nice January day, a new girl came to his class. She was looking like an Angel. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Her body was slim, her female qualities were wonderful exposed. And the way she was speaking, with that French accent…Magnus thought that her voice is purely sexy.

Her name was Camille Belcourt.

She caught Magnus's attention really fast, and he didn't hesitate with flirting with her, of course not so obvious to the rest of the school. He had a boyfriend, even if only five people knew about it. But she couldn't deny the feelings that Camille was activating in him. The tingle in his stomach, the same he felt when Justin caught his eye. He wanted her, he knew it. He wanted to kiss her, to hold her hand, to run his hands over her body if she let him.

He simply wanted her.

But he knew he couldn't. He was in a relationship. And he never wanted to cheat on Oliver, even if Oliver was fooling around with other girls. He didn't want to be a cheater.

So he kept his flirting on a casual level, only making Camille slightly blush, or brushing her fingers over his arm. Nothing too much.

But even that was too much as he found one night.

"You have no right to talk to that bitch! Let alone flirt with her!" Oliver screamed at Magnus, pinning his body with his own to the nearest wall in his bedroom "You have no right!"

Then Oliver's hand was on Magnus's cheek, making another red bruise there. Magnus was utterly shocked and feared of the boy he loved.

"You belong to me! You are mine and my only! You belong to me!"

Magnus was scared, and he didn't made any move other than nodding.

After that he stopped flirting with Camille, he didn't even talk with her that much, only a friendly hello or something like that. But Oliver, he started to kiss and flirt with other girls right in front of Magnus's eyes. When Magnus started arguing with him about it, he ended up beat up again.

But he still was afraid to tell someone, so he only covered his bruises and lived forward. He was afraid of breaking up with Oliver, fearing that it may end up badly for him. And on the other hand Oliver loved him, and he proved that after every argument.

"I love you so much Magnus"

"I love you too Oliver"

He never told about his own hell to anyone, until one night, the night when Magnus met the true devil that hid in Oliver.

When he came to the school that day, he spotted Camille first. She wore too tight red short dress, that drew everyone's attention. The way this dress was exposing her body was truly delicious, made Magnus drool over her. Who wouldn't?

"Hi Magnus" she waved at him, batting her eyelashes as well. "You look hot in those leather pants"

"Thanks Cammie. You look really ravishing yourself"

They flirted with each other whole day. It was like a sexual tension was between them and everyone could see it. So there was no wonder, when they skipped lunch to make-out on the school yard.

Camille's lips were magical. She taste like strawberries that day. Magnus couldn't help but moan when they kissed, as well as Camille.

"I wanted to do it for so long" he breathed out.

"Me too"

Later when he was walking back home, his hell begun.

Oliver approached him with a murderous look, and Magnus thought that his heart will stop in that second. The other boy dragged him to his house and pushed inside the bedroom. Magnus landed on the floor with a loud thud.

"You son of a bitch! I told you to stay away from that whore!" Oliver screamed and punch Magnus in the face. The black haired boy tried to cover it from his boyfriend.

"I didn…"

"Stop lying to me whore! You were making-out with that bitch! I saw you with her!"

He hit him once again. And again. And again. And again.

"Please stop!" Magnus begged. Blood was running down his chin from a broken lip. "Please…"

"You deserve more!" he kicked his ribs repeatedly, along with his stomach "You are mine! Mine! Mine!"

"Please stop…"

Oliver grabbed Magnus by his arms and got him off the floor. Then he hit once again his abused already face. He turned around from him, and closed his eyes, remembering something once his mother told him.

'Love should not hurt…'

He never knew from where he got the strength in himself, but when he turned to Oliver looked into those brow eyes now filled with an anger. In one moment he raised his hands up and pushed Oliver away. The said boy landed on the wall, hitting his head pretty badly.

Oliver was laying on the floor now, blood around his head, barely breathing. And damn Magnus, but he was praying for him to never wake up.

And he ran, he ran away from his devil boyfriend's home, to the only place he could.

When his best friend saw him, he wanted nothing more but kill the abuser, but Magnus still loved Oliver. So Ragnor only took care, as best as he could of his beloved friend.

He never let him go anywhere on his own from that day. He even beat up Oliver for what he had done to Magnus.

"I still love him" Magnus said one day.

"It wasn't love Magnus" Ragnor said "It was only an illusion of love. Love shouldn't hurt"

Even if Ragnor was right, Magnus still loved Oliver, and he knew that he won't stop loving him soon.

Maybe Ragnor was right, maybe love shouldn't hurt.

But sometimes love can hurt.

A/N: Did you like it?

So, I thought about the next one-shot to do an alternative scene to the epilogue? In which Alec dies, and there's his funeral? Are you up for it? Or do you wish some other scene from the original story?

Review if you feel like to

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