Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi

A.N. This is thinking and/or emphasisThis is talking And there'll be different POV's

Marco's POV

Marco awoke the next morning, feeling very warm and secure. He didn't even bother opening his eyes, he simply snuggled deeper into this source of warmth. He breathed deeply, smelling something very familliar, but he wasn't able to remember. Suddenly, this big ball of warmth shifted slightly, and groaned. The warmth was alive! Marco's eyes snapped open, and he tried moving away, but ended up falling onto the ground, and hitting his head against a table. He heard a familliar voice cry out "Marco!", but his head was throbbing. He grimaced and closed his eyes. When he opened them, he found himself staring into two sky blue orbs he always seemed to lose himself in.

Dylan's POV

Dylan awoke when he felt something move against his chest and opened his eyes slowly and yawned. The thing that moved suddenly became rigid and jumped back, only to fall off the bed. He remebered what this "thing" was and said "Marco!". Marco only closed his eyes, probably from pain, and Dylan just stared at him, waiting for him to open his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. When he did, Dyaln looked at him with concern.

"Are you okay, Marco?"

Marco's POV

Marco didn't say anything. How was he supposed to be okay, when his head was throbbing, he couldn't remember anything, and was scared that Dylan and him had done something last night?

"W-what happened?" he stuttered.

Dylan looked at him. "You don't remember anything?"

Marco shook his head, his eyes starting to become slightly teary. Now he was really scared they had done something.

Dylan sighed and simply stated "Come here."

Marco hesitated. This was Dylan, ex boyfriend who cheated on him only a week ago. But something inside his was telling him he needed to trust Dylan. He got up slowly, only to trip and fall onto the bed. Oh god, his head hurt! Marco yelped slightly from the pain. Dylan helped him sit up, and lean against the pillows.

Dylan's POV

I suppose I need to tell him Thought Dylan, and he began.

"Well, Marco, I guess it started when I was up here, when I heard banging and yelling at the front door. I went downstairs, thanking God Paige and my parents were out, and opened the door. You were standing there with half a bottle of liquor in your hand, and obviously drunk. You started saying things, when you tripped and said you didn't feel good. I got you to the bathroom, and you threw up, then started crying, and soon after passed out." Then, spotting the fear that crossed Marco's face added "Don't worry. I would never do anything like that to you." and Marco seemed a bit more comforted.

Marco's POV

He couldn't beleive all that had happened last night. All he remebered doing was getting the liquor, but everything afterwards was a huge blank. But then- He remembered crying and hugging Dylan. Marco blamed that on the alcohol, however.

"I'm sorry for causing you any trouble. I should go now." he said flatly.

Marco tried standing, only to be pulled back down my a grip on his wrist.

"Marco, you can't walk, let alone go to your house and try to fool your parents. Stay here until your hangover's gone. Then just say you spent the night at Spinner's or something." Dylan said. Then added in a slightly pleading voice "Please."

Marco nodded hesistantly.

Normal POV

There was an awkward silence between the two. Marco, avoiding looking at Dylan, and Dylan trying to catch Marco's gaze. He then slowly reached his hand over and placed his hand gently on Marco's cheek.

"I never stopped loving you." he whispered.

Marco's POV

Marco's heart skipped a beat. Did he just hear what he thought he heard? Dylan never stopped loving him! And Marco never stopped loving Dylan! He'll just end up hurting you again. A voice in his head told him. No he won't! he yelled back Dylan wouldn't do that again... right?

Marco didn't say anything. Then he looked up at Dylan and met his gaze. SLAP

Dylan's POV

A red spot on the side of Dylan's face began to form. It stung. Then a pair of soft lips touched his cheek.

"I forgive you." whispered Marco.

Dylan turned his head slightly and looked into Marco's eyes, full of love, for him.

Dylan slowly moved his lips towards Marco's and kissed him. At first it was a slow, simple kiss. Then, Dylan slid his tongue out of his mouth, towards Marco's lips and asked for entrance, which Marco granted. Dylan let his tongue ravish Marco's mouth for several minutes, before the lack of air caught up to both of them, and they parted.

TBC