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Well, I'm skipping forward a few weeks, so I can get them back to school.
Boarding School Hell
Wyatt looked down on his daughter, who was still connected to the machines in the incubator. She looked so small and helpless, he just wanted to protect her from the world, shield her from it, but he knew that that was not going to be possible. He started to wonder what she was going to be like when she grew up. How was he going to raise her? Was he prepared enough? No, was the answer to that question, nothing could prepare him for what it was going to be like raising a child.
"Hey there," he cooed at the blue eyed three week old baby in the incubator as she seemed to look up at him, "Hey there, Elizabeth." He so wanted to hold her now, or just even touch her, feel her soft looking skin. He was going to have to wait until he got back from Spring Break, which was too far away in his opinion.
"How is she?" he heard Chris' voice, as he felt his arms wrapping around his waist, "Hey you."
Wyatt never answered Chris' question, the two just looked at the baby girl, content.
"C'mon," Chris finally sighed, "Your mom's waiting for us to get us back to school."
"I know," Wyatt frowned at the thought of going, "But I don't want to leave her."
"You'll see her in just over a month," Chris reminded his lover, this was going to be hard to tear him away. He had come into the hospital every single day to see his daughter and stayed for a few hours just looking at her, talking to her, but now he was going to have to not see her for a few weeks while he was at school, "C'mon, Wyatt."
Sighing, slightly frustrated, Wyatt nodded his head.
"Ok," he replied to the brunette, but kept his eyes on his baby girl, "Bye Lilabet, Grandma and Grandpa will come and pick you up very very soon to take you home and then I'll see you when I get back from school. I won't be far."
As he started walking away, he could hear her cry, which made his heartbreak.
Chris looked at Wyatt, behind the Halliwell he could see nurses at the Elizabeth's needs, either she needed feeding or changing, something like that, it was not that Wyatt had left, but he knew it was heartbreaking for his lover not to be able to care for his own child.
As they made their way to the car, where Piper was sat waiting, Wyatt kept looking back at the hospital.
"Can't I check that she's ok?"
"She was fine, Wy," Chris smiled, "All baby's cry when they want something, get used to it, in less than four months we'll have her in our own house, looking after her 24/7." The Halliwell nodded, that was a good thought, the three of them being a family. He could hardly wait.
"How was she?" Piper asked her son, as the two boys climbed into her car.
"She started crying as I was leaving." Wyatt answered, and felt his mom take his hand and squeeze it reassuringly, with a soft smile.
"She's ok, Wyatt," Piper spoke softly, "And me and Leo will have her home in no time and then we'll send you some photos of her and you can hear her coos over the phone."
On the way back to the school, the ride was almost in silence, apart from Piper and Chris talking every now and again. Wyatt just stared out of the window, thinking about his little baby Elizabeth that still laid in the hospital. He wanted to take her from there and bring her back to the school with him, but that was highly impossible. She would never survive in their lives at the boarding school anyway, it was all too hectic and he would never revise for his SATs and now that was what mattered, so he could get a higher score and do better in college and give his little angel a better start in life. That was now his plan, and he was going to make Chris stick to that plan too.
As they pulled up on the grounds of the school, Wyatt almost wanted to ask his mother to take him back home so he did not have to go seven weeks without seeing his princess, but that was not possible, and he was going to have to do this, even if it was just for her.
"Ok, you two take care and stay out of trouble."
"We will do, Piper," Chris smiled as he hugged her, "I'll keep him out of trouble."
"I mean you, mister," she tap him lightly, "Do it like last quarter and don't get suspended again." Chris just nodded with a smile, a promise that he would stay out of trouble at all costs. Next was Wyatt for Piper to hug.
"Call me if anything happens," he asked his mom as he bent down to hug her 5' 2'' frame, "And when she comes home so I can hear her even just gurgle over the phone."
"I'll call," Piper laughed, "Don't worry about it. I'll send you some photos as soon as I can. Revise for the SATs, please."
"Yes mom." Wyatt grinned, he had every intention of revising for the SATs.
"You too, mister."
Again Chris nodded with a smile, he had missed this, having someone care for him in this way.
The two teens made their way to their room with their bags, as Piper drove back to the Halliwell Manor. As soon as they made it to the corridor, Titch was waiting for them.
"So?" he asked, waiting for them to say something about the baby, "Photos."
"No photos yet," Wyatt shook his head, "She's still in an incubator."
"Oh," Titch frowned, as he followed the boys to their room, briefly knocking on Speedy's door to get him to their room too, "She's ok though, right?"
"She's great," Wyatt nodded with a smile, "Just like a little angel."
"I bet you won't be thinking that when she growing up, now if she's anything like her dad." Wyatt just rolled his eyes at the comment, while Chris laughed. By now Speedy had joined them, and he and Titch were sat on Chris' bed, as the two teens tried to unpack.
"So, has she got a name yet?"
"Elizabeth Jane." Wyatt replied with a nod of the head, and received two nods of approval from his friends, although that would not care, that name was now on the birth certificate.
"What did you call her at the hospital?" Chris looked up as he threw his now empty bag into his closet and sat up on his desk, resting his feet on his chair, "Lilabet?"
"You called her 'Lizabeth and I got it from that." Wyatt shrugged his shoulders.
"How many nicknames is she gonna have?"
"As long as Liz isn't one of them," Wyatt pointed out, "I can't stand that. Lizzie, that's ok, Liz, no chance."
"You're sounding like a chick." Titch laughed and then turned to Chris, "Have you still quit?" As Chris nodded his head, he saw a roll of the eyes from his friends, "You know with a screaming baby around, you're gonna start up again from the stress."
"Nah, I'll just run away." Chris joked and looked at Wyatt, who just smirked, telling Chris he was not funny.
"I'm guessing you've quit too," Titch looked at the Halliwell, who nodded, "Shame, I was gonna say you want to go down to the hut, because I seriously need one. Speedy?"
"I'm cool dude," Speedy shook his head, "I want to find out more about 'Lizabeth," as Titch walked out of the room, Speedy turned his attention to Wyatt, "What about Beth? She could have that nickname."
"Beth's ok," Wyatt nodded, "You can call her Beth, Speedy, the first person to call her that."
Speedy smiled, quite proud actually, he had never been the first person to call someone by a nickname.
"Right, if you put the result you got for x, into one of the equations," Chris explained as Wyatt did as he was told, substituting his result, "And then turn the equation around so it starts y ," Wyatt did that, "Then you'll get the result for y, and that's the problem solved."
"So x 4 and y 7?" Wyatt looked up, hopeful that he had finally got the result right, he could see Chris checking the answer and then frowning and then looking at his own work.
"Yeah," he nodded, "What the hell?" Wyatt smiled, happy with himself, but then saw Chris checking his own work, "Crap, I multiplied rather than dividing."
The Halliwell could not help but laugh at his lover's mistake, who just looked at him.
"You found that funny did you?" Chris asked, seeing Wyatt nod his head while laughing, "Well, let's see if you find this funny." Chris ran over and straddled his lover, allowing all his weight to be on Wyatt's legs. Wyatt never realised, but Chris had also picked up a pillow and hit him with it.
"Hey!" Wyatt protested, as he was hit again. He could not move anywhere with Chris sat on him, and just grabbed the brunette's arms, making him drop the pillow, "Not fair."
"What you gonna do about it?" Chris asked, their eyes locked with each other, just before Wyatt pulled Chris towards him and kissed his hard. He used his tongue to get Chris to open his mouth and allow entrance and then took over, darting in, out and around of the well-known territory. The Halliwell let go of Chris' arms and moved his to the bottom of Chris' T-shirt, playing with the hem, as if contemplating whether to take it off or not.
Chris wrapped his now free arms around Wyatt's neck, pulling him as close to his lover as he could, as their kiss became harder, almost more needed. He could feel Wyatt's hands underneath his T-shirt, touching his bare skin, sending shivers down his spine, and then Wyatt's lips moved to his neck, and all Chris could do was let out a little whimper of a moan as he felt his member growing harder inside his cargo pants. He moved his hands down Wyatt's chest, feeling his nipples through the material of his top and then feeling his six-pack.
Wyatt stripped Chris of his T-shirt, quickly and then himself, pulling his lover back in for a kiss. He leaned Chris backwards, resting on the side of the desk, as he trailed soft, moist, butterfly kisses down his chest and abs, stopping briefly at his nipples to make the pink buds hard. Hearing Chris' breathing, and feeling him playing with his blonde curls, meant Wyatt knew Chris was getting turned on, turning him on more. His member was growing painfully hard in his jeans. He lifted Chris up slightly, so the Perry could perch on the desk, while Wyatt stood up and unfastened the buttons on his jeans, releasing himself slightly and then went back to kissing his brunette lover, passionately. He laid Chris down on the desk and went back to kissing everywhere he could on the brunette's body, soon reaching to the bottom of his abs. He looked into Chris' sea green eyes while unfastening his trousers. Pulling them off, along with his boxers, slowly, Wyatt kissed down Chris' inner thighs, ignoring how hard his member was. He was in a mood to tease his lover first. Once Chris was stripped of his clothes, Wyatt kissed along his hips, towards his shaft, but instead of taking his lover in his mouth, he just licked the head and then kissed back away from it.
"Aw…Wyatt…" Chris moaned, his hips moving around through the frustration. The Halliwell kissed back up his lovers body and back to his neck and ears to tease Chris some more, while he used his hands to slip off his own jeans. He could feel his own erection pushing against the material of his boxers and as much as he wanted to strip himself of them, he decided to wait. As soon as they were off, he knew he would push straight into his lover, and he wanted to wait for that, he still wanted to tease. He felt Chris' hands playing with the waistband of his boxers, and gently caress the skin underneath it. Being trapped underneath Wyatt, he could not push them down, so he had to just play with them, while he felt himself so hard he thought he would burst right now.
"Wyatt…please…" Chris begged, huskily, as he felt the blonde's mouth back on one of his nipples, sucking and licking it, "I'm begging you…please…"
"What do you want?" Wyatt asked in a whisper, nibbling on Chris' ear, causing Chris to whimper again in pleasure.
"Wy…make…love…to me…please…" Chris managed to beg, earning a smile from Wyatt as they shared a passionate kiss. Wyatt stripped himself of his boxers and grabbed the lube that was in the top draw of his desk. Lubing up his fingers, which he pushed inside his lover to stretch him, he lubed up himself with his spare hand. He was not sure how long he would last right now, all that teasing had gotten him hotter than he anticipated. He removed his fingers and pushed himself inside. While his senses dimmed, Chris wrapped his legs around his lover's waist. There hardly seemed to be any pain anymore so Wyatt could push in and out of his lover straight away. Wyatt grabbed the back of the desk while kissing his lover, but his breathing was quickening that much that he could not hold the kisses for to long, needing the air.
Chris arched his back slightly, as the pleasure ran through him, and could not help but let out a moan of pleasure as he heard his lover's grunts on top of him. He could feel Wyatt leaving butterfly kisses on his neck, as the paced increased. The desk banging against the wall slightly, but neither of them either noticed or cared, since Wyatt continued to make love to the brunette, harder and faster.
Chris' body tensed around his lover, his fingers dug into Wyatt's shoulders as he felt the heat inside him rising faster. The feeling of Wyatt grasping hold of his member was all that Chris needed to send him over the edge and he came powerfully over Wyatt's hand and stomach, and his own stomach.
Wyatt, feeling his lover's muscle clenching and unclenching as the orgasm ran through him, followed not so far behind, blasting his seed inside his lover. Wyatt collapsed on top of his lover, not caring about the mess either of them had made, while he got his breath back. Chris body had now relaxed around him, making Wyatt wonder whether he had fallen asleep or something. The Halliwell looked up to see Chris watching him, moving his hand to place it on Wyatt's cheek, Chris ran his thumb along Wyatt's lips.
"I love you so much," Chris told him, "I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Well, I can tell you know that wouldn't have just happened," Wyatt sighed with a smile, while Chris chuckled, "And I love you too. So so much."
"Ok, how do I work with logarithms again?" Wyatt asked, as he and Chris stood outside the classroom, waiting to go in for their test. Parts of it he was not worried about, it was just the Math, the one part he had to do well in. He had revised for this with Chris for three weeks solidly, and last night everything had seemed to fit into place, but since he had woken up this morning, the worry of the exam had caused him to forget it all.
"You know logarithms, Wy," Chris looked at him, "Just calm down, breathe, and relax."
"Relax?" Wyatt looked at his lover dumbfounded, "You're telling me to relax? I'm going into an exam I need to do really well in and you're telling me to relax? Are you crazy?"
"Wyatt, c'mon," Chris rolled his eyes at the blonde's dramatic-ness, "You'll be fine. You know this, ok. You'll get in there and ace it. I'm telling you."
But Wyatt did not believe the Perry, but it was too late to look over anything now, as the teacher opened his classroom door, and the group of teenage boys who were waiting for the exam walked in and sat at their places. With it being in alphabetically order, Wyatt and Chris were not sat near each other, which made Wyatt panic a bit more. He was so used to have his boyfriend sat right behind him and got comfort from that, but now they were almost on opposite sides of the classroom.
"Ok," the teacher's voice sounded, as Wyatt looked at the front of the booklet, 3 hours and 45 minutes of this. He had already decided to get through all the critical reading and the writing sections first and then he would spend time concentrating on the math, it sounded like the best thing to do, as long as there was not something on the other two subject areas that through him, "Read through the front page and write your name in the box where it says name. As you will notice none of you have been given calculators, that is because they are not needed for the exam, as stated on the front page," Wyatt looked down at the page, no calculators meant not logarithm or exponential questions, well questions where he had to work things out, possibly drawing the graphs, and he could do that, just about. A sighed with a smile, maybe it was not going to be as bad as he thought, "Ok, you have 3 hours and 45 minutes, I will give a warning when you have an hour left and then 30 minutes. You can start."
Wyatt broke the seal on the paper, after writing his name, and looked at the paper. He quickly glanced through the paper.
It was split into ten sections, and the first three were to do with English, then he had a math section. He went back to the start and decided to get through the first three sections first, then he could look through the rest of the paper. He glanced at the clock, this essay section should only take 25 minutes of his time. Looking back at the page he looked at the title of the essay. 'Have computers had a negative affect on the world?' Ok, he could answer this, that was fine. He picked up his no. 2 pencil, he had to write in a no. 2 pencil, he would get 0 marks if he did not, and began writing, quickly glancing of at Chris, who was three rows away from him and just in front. Chris seemed to be thinking, making Wyatt wonder whether he had skipped to the Math section first. Going back to his own test, he started his essay, he had to do well in this, for the sake of his daughter.
With 20 minutes of the test left, Wyatt was on his last Math section. 16 multiple choice questions, it should not take him 20 minutes to answer them, but by the looks of his first question he was not going to finish it. He glanced at the multiple choice questions, he knew that he knew the answers to these questions, he just had to make his brain think. He had not minded the other math questions so much, but his brain was getting fed up of them. As he started marking the answers that he thought were correct, he had to make sure that he could eliminate some answers though, since an incorrect answer meant that he would lose marks. Finally he was on his last question.
"You have five minutes left." The teacher called out, as Wyatt stared at the last question. He had to decide which graph was the correct one for the equation and he knew how to work this one out, he had only gone over it with Chris last night, but there were two graphs that looked possible. He looked at the two and then at the equation again. He needed to get this one right, and he would kick himself if he did not. Just in time, he decided on his answer and opted for it as the room was told pencils down.
When they were allowed to leave the room, Wyatt waited for Chris in the hallway, to find him not so happy.
"How did you find it?" Wyatt asked, biting the corner of his bottom lip as Chris just glared at him.
"I can't believe you convinced me to take that test," Chris shook his head as they made their way back their room, "I'm…I'm just not gonna say anything. I did shit and I know it."
"You couldn't have done that bad," Wyatt sighed, "The math wasn't too bad."
"No, the math was fine," Chris nodded his head, "It was the rest of it. You know what, I'm going for a run. A long run, so don't expect me back for another hour or so." The Perry quickly changed into his running kit and left the room. Did it really go that bad?
hmm...did Chris really do as bad as he thought? And has Wyatt done any better than before? You'll find out soon-ish. But for now, please review this chapter, pretty please.
