Fulton's POV
He was the very definition of tall dark and handsome and he's got those eyes that see right through me. Forever I thought we were meant to be together, but if a couple like Charlie and Banks, that seemed like they had been put on the earth strictly to be together couldn't work things out, what made me think Dean and I could survive? Sure we had already been together once, but things hadn't worked out that time either. Maybe I was wrong to think it would all be okay this time.
I really couldn't put my finger on what was making me so uncomfortable about our relationship. Of course I can, who am I kidding. Every time I looked at his face, I saw her, Maryann. I saw her kissing him, touching him, fore filling him in a way I never could. I know that had been months before and I should've been past it, I had told him I was past it. I just couldn't get the thought from my mind.
While we were apart I hadn't actually dated anyone else, I mean the girls at school liked me and I went out on a few dates but nothing serious. I'd usually just take them to the movies or skating once and that would be the end of it. Portman would see a chick for at least a week and sometimes I'd wonder what they were doing. I didn't like girls, I didn't wanna settle down with out him and he was out tramping the streets. And sleeping with at least one of them. Damn that Maryann.
"I really think you should go home Dean." I said with a sigh, sliding away from him in the car.
"I'm not letting you do this." he replied. "You're not getting rid of me, especially not now that we've got everything the way we want it."
"Wrong Dean, we have everything the way you want it, I haven't been happy for a long time."
"Well I can't go home, my ticket isn't for two days from now, you're stuck with me." Portman declared with a grin, to him this was all like a joke.
"Then you're sleeping on the couch."
"Why are you doing this? Fult what's the matter with you? It's like you just get together with me so you can dump me!" With each sentence his voice got louder and before I knew it, he was yelling his fool head off. "I'll admit I haven't been the ideal boyfriend and when we were having problems after grad, that was mostly my fault, but I have never done anything that even remotely compares to the shit you keep doing! It's like you like breaking up, like you enjoy hurting me! Is that it, do you like watching me suffer?"
"How can you say that?" I was appalled.
"It wasn't hard, it seems like the logical theory, you just look for controversy. Look at it from my point of view huh, we get together in the Good Will Games and when they're over, you decided to end things because you couldn't handle a long distance relationship. Last month, you stop put things on hold and turn to an ice bitch because I didn't wanna tell my father I was gay, now this."
"You're an asshole, you know that? The week you didn't come up cuz your mom had the flu and Jason and Tiffany had the chicken pox, I was lost. Not being with you for the weekend was driving me crazy."
~* FLASHBACK*~
The lights in the stands were all off, the only light at all was the one that hung from the ceiling above the ice. It was an almost romantic atmosphere, the only thing ruining it was the single skater already on the ice.
"How long do you think he's been here?" Banks asked lacing his skates.
"I'd say from the way he's moving, hours." Charlie answered getting up but waiting for his boyfriend before going onto the ice.
"Hi Fulton, what's up?" They skated out to the dark haired boy trying not to stand to close together. The two of them knew the reason he was upset, he missed Portman, even if he wouldn't admit it. Both also knew he wouldn't.
"Hey guys, when did you get here?" Fulton stopped and came toward them.
"Just a couple minutes ago." Adam replied skating around him and Charlie
"How's it goin' Fulton?" Charlie eyed him worriedly.
"Oh you don't wanna hear about it." The Bash Brother responded looking down at the ice
"Of course we do, that's what friends are for." Banksie pried coming to a stop as he grew dizzy
"It's nothing, I'm gonna get goin'. Lata." They watched as he left and then looked at each other.
~*END FLASHBACK*~
"But you know what, if that's the way you feel, then we really shouldn't be together." I slammed the SUV into reverse and pealed out of the park, Portman screaming the whole ride home.
He was the very definition of tall dark and handsome and he's got those eyes that see right through me. Forever I thought we were meant to be together, but if a couple like Charlie and Banks, that seemed like they had been put on the earth strictly to be together couldn't work things out, what made me think Dean and I could survive? Sure we had already been together once, but things hadn't worked out that time either. Maybe I was wrong to think it would all be okay this time.
I really couldn't put my finger on what was making me so uncomfortable about our relationship. Of course I can, who am I kidding. Every time I looked at his face, I saw her, Maryann. I saw her kissing him, touching him, fore filling him in a way I never could. I know that had been months before and I should've been past it, I had told him I was past it. I just couldn't get the thought from my mind.
While we were apart I hadn't actually dated anyone else, I mean the girls at school liked me and I went out on a few dates but nothing serious. I'd usually just take them to the movies or skating once and that would be the end of it. Portman would see a chick for at least a week and sometimes I'd wonder what they were doing. I didn't like girls, I didn't wanna settle down with out him and he was out tramping the streets. And sleeping with at least one of them. Damn that Maryann.
"I really think you should go home Dean." I said with a sigh, sliding away from him in the car.
"I'm not letting you do this." he replied. "You're not getting rid of me, especially not now that we've got everything the way we want it."
"Wrong Dean, we have everything the way you want it, I haven't been happy for a long time."
"Well I can't go home, my ticket isn't for two days from now, you're stuck with me." Portman declared with a grin, to him this was all like a joke.
"Then you're sleeping on the couch."
"Why are you doing this? Fult what's the matter with you? It's like you just get together with me so you can dump me!" With each sentence his voice got louder and before I knew it, he was yelling his fool head off. "I'll admit I haven't been the ideal boyfriend and when we were having problems after grad, that was mostly my fault, but I have never done anything that even remotely compares to the shit you keep doing! It's like you like breaking up, like you enjoy hurting me! Is that it, do you like watching me suffer?"
"How can you say that?" I was appalled.
"It wasn't hard, it seems like the logical theory, you just look for controversy. Look at it from my point of view huh, we get together in the Good Will Games and when they're over, you decided to end things because you couldn't handle a long distance relationship. Last month, you stop put things on hold and turn to an ice bitch because I didn't wanna tell my father I was gay, now this."
"You're an asshole, you know that? The week you didn't come up cuz your mom had the flu and Jason and Tiffany had the chicken pox, I was lost. Not being with you for the weekend was driving me crazy."
~* FLASHBACK*~
The lights in the stands were all off, the only light at all was the one that hung from the ceiling above the ice. It was an almost romantic atmosphere, the only thing ruining it was the single skater already on the ice.
"How long do you think he's been here?" Banks asked lacing his skates.
"I'd say from the way he's moving, hours." Charlie answered getting up but waiting for his boyfriend before going onto the ice.
"Hi Fulton, what's up?" They skated out to the dark haired boy trying not to stand to close together. The two of them knew the reason he was upset, he missed Portman, even if he wouldn't admit it. Both also knew he wouldn't.
"Hey guys, when did you get here?" Fulton stopped and came toward them.
"Just a couple minutes ago." Adam replied skating around him and Charlie
"How's it goin' Fulton?" Charlie eyed him worriedly.
"Oh you don't wanna hear about it." The Bash Brother responded looking down at the ice
"Of course we do, that's what friends are for." Banksie pried coming to a stop as he grew dizzy
"It's nothing, I'm gonna get goin'. Lata." They watched as he left and then looked at each other.
~*END FLASHBACK*~
"But you know what, if that's the way you feel, then we really shouldn't be together." I slammed the SUV into reverse and pealed out of the park, Portman screaming the whole ride home.