Ok, part 2 to my fan fic. I'll try to make it longer….By the way, this chapter's rating may or may not be rated R (I'm not entirely sure of the rating system when it comes to language)
lulugirl, yes I am a girl, and like I said, I'll try to make it longer. I suck at writing long things.
Part 2
Life crawls away
Marco rang Dylan's doorbell. He stood on the stoop, waiting for someone to answer, rocking back and forth on his heels. Finally Dylan came to the door. "Hey Marco!" Dylan said, leaning in for a kiss. Marco giggled. "Do you ever stop?" he asked. Dylan gave him a pouty look, and Marco laughed again. "Come on, lets go." he said, pulling Dylan out the door, practically yanking his arm off with excitement.
"So where exactly are we going tonight?" Dylan asked. "You'll see," replied Marco, "but I guarantee you'll like it."
"But I don't like secrets!" Dylan whined, making his best puppy dog face, before trying to win it out of Marco by flashing him one of his amazing smiles. "Not gonna work…" Marco said.
Later, Marco and Dylan arrived in front of the hockey arena.
"Ok, Dylan, now do you see where we are?" Marco said.
"But…but…how did you get tickets? You told me it was completely full!" Dylan exclaimed. Marco laughed. "I pulled some strings." Dylan swept him up in a kiss. "You're the best," he said, "Nothing can ruin tonight."
Marco was a little bored during the game. Hockey wasn't his favorite past time, but it made Dylan happy, and what made Dylan happy made Marco happy. So he sat back in his seat as he watched two of the players fighting. "This is the best part of hockey" Marco whispered to Dylan, "watching two cute sweaty guys beat each other up!" Dylan laughed, "Am I not cute enough for you?" he said. Marco settled closer to him. "You're perfect," he said.
By halftime, all Marco wanted to do was just go home and be with Dylan. But he stayed. He found halftime the most entertaining part of the game. He enjoyed watching the different cameras go on people. His favorite was when they showed pictures of various fans kissing their girlfriends or wives. He watched the camera, when suddenly he realized the picture was on them. He brought Dylan down for a kiss. Mid-way through, Marco thought he heard a scream.
"Gay bastards!" he heard from some two rows behind them. Uh oh, he thought to himself. More cries filled the arena of gay bashing comments, and comments about the poor children in the crowd, having to see such behavior. Security guards came to help, but the riot got out of hand. People were rushing nearer and nearer to them. Marco heard a gunshot from somewhere, and saw Dylan collapse at his feet. "DYLAN!" he screamed before he blacked out.
I hope you liked it, it was a bit longer. Like I said, I'm bad at writing really long things. More later!
