((AN: thanks again for the GREAT reviews, I will give shout outs to everyone next time I promise, but I TOTALLY thought of some wicked ideas for this chapters and have to get them down! Oh, well, real quick, today I was reading a fan-fic by Nuwanda and it's called Wrong Way and one of the lines in the story is "When did this happen." Lol I just want to clear up that I did not steal that from her; I was like, "Hey! Cool." When I read it lol Cuz seriously guys, she is a FANTASTIC writer! Well, on with it!))

A call, a punishment and a kiss

Zack and I walked into the house and I threw my bag on the floor. Zack sighed, and I smirked at him, he hated my messiness. The phone rang and Zack leaped towards it, "I'll get it." Then his hand flew back from it as though it was on fire.

"Whoa, what's wrong?" I asked, puzzled. He pointed a shaky finger at the caller ID and I read; Mooneyham, David. I looked back at Zack who had turned extremely pale. I gulped and picked up the phone. "H-hello...yes, sir…no…of course, sir…yes…yes…I will…" I hung up and turned slowly to Zack, who looked at me in anxiety, "W-What did he s-say?"

"He knows you are here…Zack, y-you have to go back…" I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

"No…no, I can't, Freddy! What can I do!" He said, giving me a pleading look.

I slowly shrugged, I wanted to help him, but what could I do? Mr. Moonyham knew he was here…Oh God, this is all my fault…

"I-I guess go back…" he said, dazed, "Um…Thanks for letting me stay here these past weeks…bye." He said, and a cold dread came over me when he shut the door behind him. The way he had said "bye" it sounded so…final, as though I'd never see him again…

Aw, shit, I overslept; I jumped out of bed and ran to school as quickly as possible. I ran through the halls with one thing on my mind; Zack. I bolted through the door of my first period. I looked where Zack was sitting…he looked…fine. I breathed a sigh of relief. Mrs. Nelson looked up, "Well, Well, Fredrick, nice of you to join us. Take a seat and I will see you for detention tomorrow after school."

"Yes, ma'am." I said and sat next to Zack, "Hey dude, you ok?" I asked and he nodded, I slapped him in the back lightly as a friendly gesture.

"OW!" Zack yelled and my eyes widened in shock, I had barely touched him.

"Zachary, would you like to join Mr. Jones in detention?" Mrs. Nelson asked looking at him, sternly. ((AN: To Beth, Colleen and Alyssa, isn't Mrs. Nelson really like that. She's a horror…umm yeah all three go to my high school in case y'all were wondering…))

"Um…no, ma'am." He said and the bell rang for next period. He got up and walked out the door, without talking to me. I ran after him, "Hey, man, what's up? What's wrong with your back...did he…do something?"

"No, leave me alone." He snapped and kept walking.

"Zack!" I said but he turned into English class.

I sat next to him, "Hey, dude, talk to me." He looked at his hands.

The teacher passed out a worksheet and everyone got to work. I tore out a piece of paper and wrote, "Zack, come on, what's going on?"

He sighed and wrote back, "You don't give up, do you?"

"No." I wrote back stubbornly.

He sighed and wrote, "Fine, he doesn't want me to hang out with you."

"Screw him, you told him to step off last time; you can talk to me in school." I whispered, crumbling up the note, "Now, at least tell me what the hell he did to your back." He looked at his feet, "Zack!" I hissed. He pointed to his belt but wouldn't meet my eye. My jaw dropped slowly, the belt? Mr. Mooneyham had never used the belt before. When the bell rang, I knocked Zack's books off his desk.

"What the hell Freddy!" he yelled. I gave him a look that meant 'shut-up-it's-for-a-reason' and bent down and slowly began to pick them up.

"Boys," my teacher said, "Please hurry up to class." and walked out the door to wait for her next class. ((AN: Do your teachers do that? Wait outside for you? It's so annoying lol anywho…))

Before Zack could resist I grabbed him and pulled the back of his shirt up and gasped. There were deep, dark welts all along his back. He shoved me off, grabbed his books, ran down the hall, and outside the school. I ran to my locker and threw my books inside.

Shit, oh shit…aw man…this is bad. I ran to the bathroom and climbed through the window that Zack and I had gone through so long ago. I speed walked down the street. Now, where could he be? School of Rock studio? ((AN: You know what I mean…the building at the end of the movie…)) No too obvious…the park? Maybe. I ran towards the playground and ran right past Zack's house and stopped abruptly. Wait, could he be there? I mean, he wants to go somewhere I wouldn't know to look, right, and his dad wasn't home until 4. I went to the door, unlocked, good. I walked upstairs and opened Zack's bedroom door. I saw Zack sanding in the middle of his room, a razorblade pressed against his wrist.

"NO!" I yelled and tackled him to the floor, knocking the blade out of his hands. I straddled him and pulled his arms up over his head so, he couldn't struggle.

"What the fuck is you problem!" I yelled in Zack's face. He started to sob and my face softened but, I didn't release my grip on him.

"F-Freddy…" he sobbed. I climbed off him and sat on the floor, I helped him into sitting position but, he crumbled on me, his head laying face up on my lap. He was still crying but, I stroked his hair and said, "Sh…it's ok…don't cry…it's ok…" my sharp tone gone.

"F-Freddy…what-what am I-I going t-t-to do?" he said through tears.

My heart felt like it was breaking.

"I'm here, Zack, I'll take care of you, I swear." I said.

Finally, he stopped crying and I wiped the tears off his face. He looked up at me and I felt tears fill my eyes. Oh no, I couldn't cry, not now!

"Hey, why are you crying?" Zack asked me.

"I-I just…" I sighed, "I really care about you and this is killing me, if anything happened to you…" I trailed off.

"I'm sorry…" Zack said and sat up next to me. He looked like he was going to shed more tears.

"No! NO, don't apologize! That's not what I want." I said, then, as Zack looked into my eyes something clicked. I was…in…love with…well…Zack…No! That can't be right! I'm not gay…right? NO, no way and yet, as I kept the eye contact I felt my heart rate quicken and my stomach flip flop…no, it's not true, I'm not in love with another guy!

"Freddy? You ok?" Zack asked as he saw my frown. Oh man, Zack was the one who was on the verge of full fledged depression and he was making sure I was ok! For the life of me, I can't tell you why what happens next happened…but…I pressed my lips against Zack's and this time I wasn't drunk. He looked surprised and I pulled away.

"Why did you do that?" Zack asked.

"Oh my God, Zack, I'm sorry! I-I-I don't know what came over me…sorry…" I said turning a violent shade of red.

"No! No, don't apologize, that's not what I want!" he said, with a little smirk. ((AN: For exceptionally stupid- it's a joke- Freddy just said the same thing, yeah, so anyways…))

"So, what do you want?" I asked confused.

"You," he said, "Just you." He put a hand behind my head and pulled me in for another kiss. I gasped then, relaxed and kissed him back. I put my hands around his neck. I felt Zack's mouth part and I slipped my tongue inside. Oh, God, he tasted so good…I slid my tongue on the roof of his mouth and he let out a soft moan. I put my hands under his shirt and felt his soft skin. He raked a hand through my hair and I pulled the shirt up over his head. We immediately came back together and Zack slipped his hands around my waist. He moved his lips to my neck. I couldn't help it, couldn't hold it in, I let out a moan. He seemed pleased by this, so I let out another moan, and a shutter went through his whole body. I leaned back on the bed and pulled Zack on top of me. He put his legs around my waist and proceeded to kiss my neck.

I heard a car pull into the driveway. Zack sat up then jumped off me.

"Shit! It's my dad! You have to go!" he said frantically as he put his shirt on and tried to fix his messy hair.

"Um…what just happened?" I asked.

"No time to talk, now go!" he whispered and we heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

I ran to the window and grabbed onto the window still and swung myself onto the top of the porch roof and climbed down. I walked home, and the whole way all I thought about was Zack and how good it felt to be in his arms. So, I guess this means I'm gay….right? Wow, gay…A sudden thought of Billy flashed through my mind and I sighed…gay…

((AN: Ok, I know that was a lot of heavy shit I just laid down on you right there ; ) I know, that it was like 11:00 then 4:00 but I someway to end their "bonding moment" ; ) Yeah, so I have a wicked cute pic of Kevin and Joey and Kevin has his arm around Joey. (; ) ) It's adorable, I printed it and put it in a frame Kevin is like a head taller than him well, it 11:30 and I'm going to wrap this up cuz Alyssa is over and we are watching the SOR kid commentary which is HILARIOUS! Mind you there is some "slashy" things in it….like... Kevin- Joey, will you give me a massage? Joey- What are you talking about? Kevin- My back hurts….Then there is Joey- I look horrible Kevin- No Joey, you look beautiful lol well, g2g REVIEW! ))