Notes:

Hi everyone, I'm back! So I tried to get this chapter done as quickly as possible. So please enjoy yourself and let me know what you think.

With one hand, Michael had his hand on the steering wheel and with the other, he had his arm around Rich.

"So remind me, where are we going?"

Michael smirked. "Oh, you'll see."

"Will I now?" Rich smirked back.

Michael's plan was to take Rich to his favourite place in the world, it was a small cove at the end of the country road. He went there whenever he felt sad or lonley. He liked to climb up on to the rocks and listen to the waves crash against the shore, or run his fingers through the sand.

No one knew about this place, not even Jeremy. He thought that it could just be his little secret.

But now, he had a boyfriend, and they could sit together and forget the world. Besides, he trusted Rich. It could be THEIR little Secret

"We'll, I just thought it would be a change from playing video games all day." Michael's eyes flickered from the road to Rich.

"It had better be good!" Rich warned.

"It will be, I promise." Michael said as innocently as possible.

"Hmm." Rich sounded un impressed.

"Come on, why can't you just trust me?"

"I never said I didn't." Rich leaned back in his seat. "I'm just saying that I'd better enjoy myself."

"Jesus Christ, you're so judgmental!" Michael said in a fit of giggles.

"I'm not judgemental!" Rich yelled in defence. "I'm just-"

"An asshole?"

Well no!" Rich rolled his eyes

"I'm sure you'll love it"

The light, soft sand cushioned itself around Rich and Michael's feet, the air around them was sharp and salty.

"Here we are!" Said Michael, as he spun around.

"So, you mean to tell me that we've missed a whole day of 'apocalypse of the dammed' just to sunbathe in a stinking beach?"

"It's not just any old beach, its a haven for me to escape to, from the rest of the world. And I'd like you to share it with me."

In hearing these words, Rich realised how much this meant to Michael. "So apart from us, who else knows about this place?"

"No one."

Rich's eyes widened. "And you trust me? Of all people?"

"Well, of course, you're my boyfriend, remember?"

"Yeah, but-"

"So, I've decided, I want you to join me!"

"Damn it! You've turned me into a softie!" Rich yelled at Michael.

"Nuh uh, you did that on your own." Michael stepped closer to Rich, placing his hands on his waist, bringing the two of them together. He put a finger under Rich's chin and tilted it upwards so that their faces were aligned.

"Fine!" Rich gave in. He knew he was no match to a boy who was double his height.

"Say, you're being more flirtatious than usual."

Michael smirked. "Maybe I am. Whatcha gonna do about it?"

"I kind of like it like this." He cupped Michael's cheek.

Rich stood on his tip toes and pressed his lips against Michael's.

In a week, Michael had managed to learn how to be the best boyfriend...Well, at the kissy stuff anyway. Not only did he manage to get some sneaky advice from Chloe, but he got some help from the internet.

But of course, Michael was still a beginner, and Rich was not, that didn't stop him from doing his best.

And sometimes his best wasn't enough, because Rich would always one up him.

Not that he minded thought. He found it cute when he did that.

"You have the most beautiful eyes in the world, you know that?"

Michael blushed, he really hated it when Rich came out with things like that, but he also loved it.

"Umyesthanksbabeyoureyesareprettycutetoo!" Michael gasped. "Um, I mean..."

"I think I got all that." Rich smiled.

"Good, because I didn't want to repeat myself." Michael said awkwardly.

"You're so cute when you get all flustered." Rich chuckled.

"Shut up, I'm only flustered when I'm around you!"

"That makes me feel so privileged." Rich looked up and have Michael a quick peck on the lips before untangling himself from the taller boy.

"What do you wanna do now?" Michael asked as he saw Rich climbing onto one of the rocks.

"I want to pretend we're Rose and Jack from Titanic."

"What!?"

Jeremy Heere sat alone in his room, he thought about Michael and he thought about how his twelve years of friendship had gone down the drain.

What had he done to deserve this? He loved Michael with all his being, maybe he loved him a bit too much.

He looked to his phone on his chest of drawers. Maybe if he just gave Michael a text or call he could fix their friendship, sure, they didn'thate each other, but he wanted to go back to the way it was. He wanted to play videogames and go to seven eleven with him. But now, he was so close with Rich, was this his fault?

He shouldn't have turned him down so bluntly, he knew how sensitive Michael was. And what's more, he probably liked Rich, hell! They were probably already dating.

That's what worried Jeremy the most, not 'worry' worry, just a little upset.

And then he began to think. He thought about his relationship with Michael, how close they were, and now...

He felt something different now that Michael was out of his life, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

It was a similar feeling to when he was with Christine, kind of weightless, fluttery.

And that's when it hit him. Like a punch in the gut.

"Oh my god, I'm in love with Michael!"

Jeremy sprang to his feet, knocking down some of his possessions in the process.

"Jeremy!?" Yelled his father from downstairs. "Are you ok?"

"Y-Yeah dad, I'm fine! I just dropped something!"

Jeremy paced his room. "No! I can't be in love with Michael, not after all this, that's not what I need!"

He flopped back onto his bed, confused, frustrated and tired. He buried his head in his pillow and cried.

He cried for ages. He had come to the realisation that all this time he'd been lying to himself, he never loved Christine nearly as much as he loved Michael and everyone knew it; Chloe, Brooke, Jenna, Jake, even Christine. That's why they had been acting so weird.

Jeremy couldn't hide it any longer, he had to tell someone. What if it was too late? What if Michael had already moved on? He was very lucky that Michael had taken him back before, maybe this time he wasn't going to be this lucky

What was he to do? At this moment in time the best thing to do would be to sob into his pillow for the rest of the evening, but that wasn't what he planned to do.

He reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone. He needed to call Christine for advice

"Hello?"

"Hey Christine, it's me!" Said Jeremy, trying to keep his cool.

"Jeremy, it's so late. What's going on?"

"Its about Michael!"

"Jeremy-"

"Right, before you tell me how stupid I am, I need to get something off my chest."

"And that is?"

"I think I'm in love with Michael!"

Silence fell down the line.

"Okay. I have an idea, come and see me at the cafeteria first thing tomorrow morning."

"Ok, I will."

Notes:

Ooh we're nearly finished, to be quite Honest, I'm not sure who Michael should go with. Rich or Jeremy? What do you guys think? Please let me know, I can't decide myself.

Well anyways that's all from me, I will see you in the next chapter

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