A/N: Thanks for all of the reviews, and I'm so sorry that it has taken so long to get this up. I've just had a lot of stuff going on and not a lot of time to write. This is the chapter that the fic actually takes off in. So I hope you enjoy! Remember to review!

OoOoO

Ever since Marco came out to his dad on stage at the drama festival, he and Tim were growing closer. At first they were just good friend, but it quickly evolved into a connection deeper than just friends. They spent all of their free time hanging out or on the phone.

They were both in the same boat when it came to their fathers. Tim's father had allowed him back into the house after his mother had persuaded him, but he still wasn't talking to him. Marco's father never kicked him out just refused to look at him or talk to him. Neither Marco nor Tim was more dominate in their relationship. They were just happy to have someone to lean on when they needed the support.

Marco hadn't been eating much at home, and his mother began to worry about him. She didn't know why he wouldn't eat, and thought it was evolving into something serious. The truth was Marco and Tim usually went out to eat after school, and then went to their houses and to their rooms where they'd call each other or talk on the Internet. They didn't want to have to deal with their fathers.

OoOoO

Marco and Tim walk into The-Dot hand in hand not caring what anyone has to say about it. They are sick of having to adapt to what other people find to be normal. They are humans like everyone else, they just happen to be in love with each other.

There sitting in the corner booth was Paige and none other than Dylan. Marco wasn't sure why, but it seemed to him that Dylan kept popping up at least once a week. Marco was over him. He didn't want to have to deal with his drama again, and that's why it was bugging him that he kept seeing him. Paige motioned for them to go over to their table, but Marco pulled Tim into a booth at the front of the café. He didn't know what Paige was up to, but figured it couldn't be good.

Dylan was looking at Marco longingly. He knew that it was his fault that he didn't have him anymore, but he wasn't over him at all. Truth of the matter was he had actually broken it off with Eric that same weekend of the party. He was no just wishing he could have Marco back. Sitting at The-Dot watching Marco with Tim, he knew that he wasn't ever going to have his wish.

Marco was different from the year before. He was more confident in himself, and less persuasive. Dylan could just tell this by looking at him. He wanted to go over and talk to him, but knew that it wouldn't work out. He decides that he is just going to leave, and tells Paige that he will talk to her later.

When Dylan walks by Marco and Tim he gives Marco a slight smile. Marco doesn't return it, but merely ignores it. He knows that he is acting immature right now, but he doesn't think he can deal with more drama in his life. He just wants to be happy with Tim. Tim notices Marco intent on not acknowledging Dylan, and he decides to mention it.

Marco instantly defends himself when Tim says that he shouldn't be acting so immature. Marco says that he isn't acting immature, that he merely doesn't want drama. Half the truth never killed anyone. Tim just rolled his eyes at Marco. He knew that he was lying but decided that he wasn't going to push Marco to admit it. After all why was he making a big deal out of Marco not talking to his ex.

OoOoO

Later that night Marco is sitting in his room talking to Paige on the Internet. He tries to find out why Dylan keeps popping up where ever he is. Paige just acts like she doesn't know what he is talking about. Marco isn't sure why he is so bothered by it, since he knows that he is no longer in love with him, but with Tim.

Tim signs into instant messenger and starts talking to Marco.

Hey babe, how are you?

Pretty good you?

I'm good, Dad actually looked in my direction tonight. I think it was an accident though.

My dad still hasn't looked at me or so much as motioned towards me. Oh well I can't wait until this year is over, and I can move out.

I know what you mean, but I still have two years lucky ducky.

You know you could stay with me anytime you wanted.

I know. What do you have planned for this weekend?

I don't know. We have band practice on Saturday, but other than that I'm all yours. We should go to the lake.

Where would we stay if we went up there?

I don't know we could camp out or something. I just don't want to stay here all weekend.

I know what you mean. I've got to go, but I'll see you tomorrow. Love you.

See you tomorrow. Love you.

Tim signs off of instant messenger and Marco decides to go ahead and get off of there too. He doesn't know what he'll do for the two hours that he has left before he'll go to sleep, but he knows that he doesn't want to be there. Maybe he should go sneak into Tim's room. He hadn't done that in awhile, and he really wanted to be with Tim.

Marco grabs his jacket and leaves a note on his bed for his mom, in case she came in looking for him. He climbed out the window and down the fencing that ran along the side of his house. He slowly began walking in the direction of Tim's house. The night was cool and calm. It was probably 65 degrees out.

Marco drew his jacket around him tighter.

As he approaches Tim's house he notices Tim's bedroom light is still on. He quietly walks up to the window, which happens to be on the first floor. Lightly he begins to tap on the window. Tim would know it was him, but anyone else would have thought it was just a branch hitting the window. After about ten taps Tim appeared at the window. He drew back the curtains and opened the window while smiling.

"What are you doing here?" Tim asks quietly removing the screen from his window.

"I missed you," Marco whispers back.

Tim smiles at that. He loved how Marco would sneak into his room at least once a week, and stay with him until late into the night. They were so perfect together. Tim helps Marco through the window, and then wraps his arms around him. He quickly kisses him before putting the screen back on the window. They took their usual spot on the floor next to Tim's bed closest to the window and farthest from the door.

They are sitting there talking with music on just loud enough to cover their whispers so that Tim's parents didn't become suspicious. Marco loved how he and Tim could talk for hours and never run out of stuff to talk about. He really wanted to get away this weekend. Weather they go to the lake and camp out, or just stay in the park. He loved spending time with Tim. He felt like he needed more of that time.

Tim felt the same way. He loved spending time with Marco, and loved everything about Marco. He knew that they were perfect together. Marco leaned his head onto Tim's shoulder. No matter what they were doing Marco always seemed to want to be close to Tim. That made Tim feel wanted and loved. They were in love in only a short period of time. However, they knew it would last forever.

OoOoO

Dylan was sitting in his dorm room propped up against his headboard. He missed Marco, every little detail about Marco. He went into a flash back of the first time that they had kissed. He had been trying to decide how to do it all day. He had planned on doing it the night before, after their date. However Marco's parents had shown up and forced them to go to dinner. Marco thought that his parents had shot the whole thing down the drain. Instead of telling Marco that, he pulled him into a kiss behind The-Dot.

Dylan smiled at this flash back, but then remembered that it was just a flash back. He missed Marco so much. All he had now was his memories of each other. He needed to do something about it. He needed to talk to Marco. He picked up his phone, but then put it down. How could he possibly be able to talk to Marco. He hated his guts. Why had he been so stupid last year.

OoOoO

Marco and Tim are cuddled up making out on the floor of Tim's bedroom. They love spending time together. They knew that nothing was ever going to break them up, and they loved it. Marco slowly began to move his hands towards Tim's belt buckle. He wasn't sure if Tim was ready to go further, but he was. At first Tim was shocked. Tim pulled away from Marco and looked him in they eyes.

"I'm not ready," Tim whispered hoping that Marco would understand.

"We don't have to do anything if you aren't ready," Marco said buckling Tim's belt back up, and kissing him lightly on the cheek.

"Thank you," Tim said kissing Marco's soft lips lightly.

OoOoO

A/N: Again I'm sorry for the delay. Thanks for reading this. Please remember to press the little purple button down there and review!