~* Amber owns the poem, written as a Crimson Leopard song, that's in this
chapter. Don't take it or violence will ensue*~
Kory's POV
That dance had started twenty minutes before but Emma had spent the last half hour trying to convince Fulton not to go. Unfortunately all that had really proved to do was makes us late. I hate being late, my girlfriend knows this, she does not care. This is why for the first fifteen minutes we were it he gym, I didn't not talk to her.
"Are you ignoring me." She looked me in the eye and I moved my head to see the band over her shoulder. Knowing I couldn't hear her over the band and cant read her lips without seeing them, she grasped my face and makes my look at her. "Yes you are. Okay, why?"
"What time did the dance start Emily?" I sighed.
"7:30"
"What time did we get here?"
"8:00, are you pissed about that half hour?"
I was about to retort when I looked over at the door and saw Fulton walk in. "Never mind, we have bigger problems, like 6'1" bandana wearing problems." I gestured between the original Bash Brother and where his roommate stood in front of the stage, gazing up at Christa.
"I told him not to come."
"Doesn't look like he listened."
Our gazes followed as he swerved his way through the crush of concert goers. Some how amongst in throng of screaming teens we managed to lose sight of his broad shouldered frame. To my surprise when I spotted him again, he wasn't with Portman. Fulton stood against a wall and watched his roommate closely. It was obvious to everyone he was jealous and hurt. When Christa leaned over the edge of the stage and kissed Dean's cheek, I was certain Reed was going to fall apart. It broke my heart watch and I could feel Emma's muscles tense as I held her tightly.
"Look at how he's standing, his shoulders are so slumped he looks shorter then me. Stupid bastard, he should've listened to me." My girlfriend muttered.
"Yeah."
Why would he want to come, here and see that? What had possessed him to ignore the warnings of his best friend to spend the night being tormented. I know what's like to see someone you want to be with, with someone else, it kills. I pitied him right then, he looked so sad, not like the strong sturdy hockey player I was friends with. The next thing I knew both he and Portman had vanished.
Fulton's POV
I couldn't take it anymore, standing there just watching him was torture. I don't know what came over me, but suddenly I was over powered by the desire to spill my guts to him. I knew if I thought about it for just a second, I would convince myself out of it. Before I got the chance to change my mind, I pushed my way to the front and grabbed Portman by the arm, yanking him out the side door.
"What is it, dude?" Dean looked at me with his hazel eyes, confused and I could tell slightly scared.
I cracked my neck and started pacing the lavish hardwood floor of the corridor. "I have to tell you something, something sorta important."
"Okay, spill."
"It's just. once I tell you this, you're going to start treating me differently."
"Alright Fult, now you're starting to worry me." Concern played on him face. "What's wrong, are you sick or something."
I shook my head. "No."
"Then what is it?"
"I.I.can't." My fist went hard against the hallway wall and was pulled back to reveal red and raw knuckles.
Portman took me by the wrist and ran his fingertips gingerly over my shattered knuckles. I started to shake, and my pulse quickened. For such a muscular, gruff looking guy his hand are surprisingly soft and his touch tender.
"I love you Dean." I whispered as wiped the blood that from dripping from my hand, away with the hem of his shirt.
"Well I love you too, Fulton." He replied with a smile.
"No, I mean, I'm in love with you Portman. I want to be with you, I want to feel you, to taste you."
"I know what you mean and I love you too." He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed my knuckles, all the pain fading away.
"What about your girlfriend?"
"Christa? She is. I don't know what she is. But I know she's not you." Portman leaned forward and I parted my lips and he kissed me. Kissed me in a way I'd wanted him to for months. My knees went weak, my head spun and I thought for sure I was going to pass out.
"Let's go back in, I want to dance with you."
"Okay."
Portman brought me to the center of the dance floor, then left me to walk over to the stage. He waved Alex over to the corner of the stage and said something in her ear. He dark haired beauty grinned at him and turned around to her band. They nodded and on cue, this song began to play.
We started out as friends,
Inseparable we became.
There is this spot deep in my heart,
Where forever you will remain.
You're the one I always run to,
When my world comes crashing down.
You put a smile on my face,
If ever you see a frown.
You're the sweetest guy,
I have ever met.
You've made an impact on my life,
That I will never forget.
Best friend, Boyfriend,
Call it as you wish.
I might as well quit trying,
For I have caught my fish.
I will throw the rest back,
Back into the sea.
Because I know forever,
You're the only one for me.
You're more than just my sweetheart,
You're more than just my guy.
Your love for me is priceless,
In which money could never buy.
Your friendship is like diamonds,
Which no one could replace.
Pokey on the edges,
But beautiful in the face.
I know that you're not perfect,
But that is what I love,
All your imperfections make think,
You were sent from up above.
You ask me how im doing,
And actually listen for my reply.
Your words can my my tummy flutter,
But your kiss can make me fly.
Baby, how I need you,
For I don't know where I'd be.
If you weren't there to help me through,
And just to stand by me.
I'll always be here for you,
And don't you ever forget it.
Because there was one time I wouldn't look at you,
And now I totally regret it.
We started out as friends,
Inseparable we became.
There is one spot deep in my heart,
Where forever you will remain.
As my arms encircled his waste and I put my head under his chin, breathing in the scent of his after shave, I knew this was how things were meant to be.
Kory's POV
That dance had started twenty minutes before but Emma had spent the last half hour trying to convince Fulton not to go. Unfortunately all that had really proved to do was makes us late. I hate being late, my girlfriend knows this, she does not care. This is why for the first fifteen minutes we were it he gym, I didn't not talk to her.
"Are you ignoring me." She looked me in the eye and I moved my head to see the band over her shoulder. Knowing I couldn't hear her over the band and cant read her lips without seeing them, she grasped my face and makes my look at her. "Yes you are. Okay, why?"
"What time did the dance start Emily?" I sighed.
"7:30"
"What time did we get here?"
"8:00, are you pissed about that half hour?"
I was about to retort when I looked over at the door and saw Fulton walk in. "Never mind, we have bigger problems, like 6'1" bandana wearing problems." I gestured between the original Bash Brother and where his roommate stood in front of the stage, gazing up at Christa.
"I told him not to come."
"Doesn't look like he listened."
Our gazes followed as he swerved his way through the crush of concert goers. Some how amongst in throng of screaming teens we managed to lose sight of his broad shouldered frame. To my surprise when I spotted him again, he wasn't with Portman. Fulton stood against a wall and watched his roommate closely. It was obvious to everyone he was jealous and hurt. When Christa leaned over the edge of the stage and kissed Dean's cheek, I was certain Reed was going to fall apart. It broke my heart watch and I could feel Emma's muscles tense as I held her tightly.
"Look at how he's standing, his shoulders are so slumped he looks shorter then me. Stupid bastard, he should've listened to me." My girlfriend muttered.
"Yeah."
Why would he want to come, here and see that? What had possessed him to ignore the warnings of his best friend to spend the night being tormented. I know what's like to see someone you want to be with, with someone else, it kills. I pitied him right then, he looked so sad, not like the strong sturdy hockey player I was friends with. The next thing I knew both he and Portman had vanished.
Fulton's POV
I couldn't take it anymore, standing there just watching him was torture. I don't know what came over me, but suddenly I was over powered by the desire to spill my guts to him. I knew if I thought about it for just a second, I would convince myself out of it. Before I got the chance to change my mind, I pushed my way to the front and grabbed Portman by the arm, yanking him out the side door.
"What is it, dude?" Dean looked at me with his hazel eyes, confused and I could tell slightly scared.
I cracked my neck and started pacing the lavish hardwood floor of the corridor. "I have to tell you something, something sorta important."
"Okay, spill."
"It's just. once I tell you this, you're going to start treating me differently."
"Alright Fult, now you're starting to worry me." Concern played on him face. "What's wrong, are you sick or something."
I shook my head. "No."
"Then what is it?"
"I.I.can't." My fist went hard against the hallway wall and was pulled back to reveal red and raw knuckles.
Portman took me by the wrist and ran his fingertips gingerly over my shattered knuckles. I started to shake, and my pulse quickened. For such a muscular, gruff looking guy his hand are surprisingly soft and his touch tender.
"I love you Dean." I whispered as wiped the blood that from dripping from my hand, away with the hem of his shirt.
"Well I love you too, Fulton." He replied with a smile.
"No, I mean, I'm in love with you Portman. I want to be with you, I want to feel you, to taste you."
"I know what you mean and I love you too." He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed my knuckles, all the pain fading away.
"What about your girlfriend?"
"Christa? She is. I don't know what she is. But I know she's not you." Portman leaned forward and I parted my lips and he kissed me. Kissed me in a way I'd wanted him to for months. My knees went weak, my head spun and I thought for sure I was going to pass out.
"Let's go back in, I want to dance with you."
"Okay."
Portman brought me to the center of the dance floor, then left me to walk over to the stage. He waved Alex over to the corner of the stage and said something in her ear. He dark haired beauty grinned at him and turned around to her band. They nodded and on cue, this song began to play.
We started out as friends,
Inseparable we became.
There is this spot deep in my heart,
Where forever you will remain.
You're the one I always run to,
When my world comes crashing down.
You put a smile on my face,
If ever you see a frown.
You're the sweetest guy,
I have ever met.
You've made an impact on my life,
That I will never forget.
Best friend, Boyfriend,
Call it as you wish.
I might as well quit trying,
For I have caught my fish.
I will throw the rest back,
Back into the sea.
Because I know forever,
You're the only one for me.
You're more than just my sweetheart,
You're more than just my guy.
Your love for me is priceless,
In which money could never buy.
Your friendship is like diamonds,
Which no one could replace.
Pokey on the edges,
But beautiful in the face.
I know that you're not perfect,
But that is what I love,
All your imperfections make think,
You were sent from up above.
You ask me how im doing,
And actually listen for my reply.
Your words can my my tummy flutter,
But your kiss can make me fly.
Baby, how I need you,
For I don't know where I'd be.
If you weren't there to help me through,
And just to stand by me.
I'll always be here for you,
And don't you ever forget it.
Because there was one time I wouldn't look at you,
And now I totally regret it.
We started out as friends,
Inseparable we became.
There is one spot deep in my heart,
Where forever you will remain.
As my arms encircled his waste and I put my head under his chin, breathing in the scent of his after shave, I knew this was how things were meant to be.