A/N: I think I had a little too much fun writing this chapter because it's pretty lengthy.

I had a lot of ground to cover with this chapter and I hope that I did an ok job on it.

Since this chapter was so long, I decided to give you a small dose of vitamin C at the end!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything associated with Stephenie Meyer's characters.

Emmett's POV

I wasn't going to solve anything staying in bed so I decided that I needed to have a very early morning jog. It's what I always did what I really needed to clear my head and be alone. I hadn't really jogged since that dreadful night that Rosalie and I almost had sex. I shook my head, trying to think about anything but that. I loved Rosalie and she loved me too. I didn't realize how I hurt her feelings. Although Rosalie's extremely gorgeous, she's extremely insecure. I didn't help her self-esteem by not getting hard for her. I put on a random pair of sweat pants and an old T-shirt. I grabbed my Zune and I quietly sneaked out of my house. I put my Zune on shuffle like always. The first song it shuffled to was "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt. I skipped it. That's absolutely not running music. After that I skipped past some James Taylor and James Otto. What the fuck? Why was it shuffling to all of the people named James? Just to be different it decided to skip to Etta James. Why the hell do I have a song by Etta James? Right I love the song 'At Last'. I guess I can delete it now that I have the Beyoncé version.

There was a park a few blocks away and I was approaching it. I turned my Zune off and I sat on one of the park benches. I ran my fingers through my curly hair and I shook my head. James was mind stalking me. It seemed like everything I did was somehow linked to James. I couldn't even listen to music without thinking about him; God, I'm pathetic. I looked at my watch and it was already 4:45. I decided to jog back. Instead of trusting my Zune to shuffle, I just decided to listen to 3OH!3… listening to them always helped me clear my mind effectively. It was 10 minute after 5 by the time I made it back to my house. My cousins were just waking up and getting ready for school. One of them was in the shower so I decided to eat breakfast; something that I hardly ever did. I didn't feel like cooking so I wanted to have a bowl of cereal. The only cereal we had left was coincidentally Fruit Loops. You've got to be fucking kidding me. What's next? Is it going to be like one of my favorite childhood books 'A Bad Case of Stripes' and my body is going to break out and I'll be covered in fucking rainbow stripes?

I ate the damn fruit loops and I almost choked as my half naked cousin Kate walked down the stairs. Her hair was wet and the only thing covering her body was a pushup bra and the towel tightly tied around her hips. I quickly averted my eyes and I continued to eat. Kate looked through the cabinets and sighed. I laughed at her and I shook the cereal box that was currently in front of me. She smiled sweetly at me and she grabbed herself a bowl, spoon and the milk out of the refrigerator. She leaned over the table to get the cereal and I choked again. I really didn't want to see my first cousin's cleavage (especially up close) at 5:30 in the morning, hell I didn't want to see it any time. I told myself that I was just freaking out and completely not hard because Kate's my cousin. Last time I checked it's completely normal to not think about your cousin in an incestuous way. I took one good look at my cousin and she really is a pretty girl, though. She has long straight golden blonde hair, pretty light brown eyes, and she's kinda curvy. I guess I can see why all of the guys gawk at her.

"You should really put some clothes on. I really don't want to see my baby cousin damn near naked," I blurted out.

"I'm pretty sure that you don't want to see any girl naked," Kate retorted.

"Are we having that conversation today?" I didn't bother hiding my aggravation.

"We're going to be having this conversation until you come out of the closet," Kate answered.

I really didn't have the energy to argue with her so I washed my bowl and spoon and went upstairs. Jasper was finally out of the shower so it was my turn. I'd be lucky if there was any hot water left. The think I'm the gay one and Jasper is the one that takes 30 minutes showers (when he's not bathing) and primps like a girl. My shower was going to be quick because I was too tired to jerk off. I took a 10 minute shower and I quickly got dressed. I didn't want to hear Kate and Jasper bitching. The only reason we left the house so early is because we had to pick up Kate's boyfriend Garrett and Jasper's girlfriend Alice. After I picked them up they wanted me to stop at the local bakery so I obliged. I told them to hurry up because I had an early computer class every Tuesday and Thursday. We made it to school about 10 minutes before my class. I said bye to everyone and headed to my class. It didn't dawn on me that I shared this class with James until I was half way there. I actually had 3 classes with James, plus lunch. Shit! James sat right next to me in this class too! I walked in and of course the green eyed beauty was there.

"Good morning, Emmett," James acknowledged.

"Good morning," I repeated and I cautiously sat down.

"Don't worry, I won't grope you. Class starts in 8 minutes, although that's more than enough time for me to make you cum," James said seductively and my pants were suddenly tighter.

"I know that I only touched your dick for a few seconds yesterday, but I can't stop thinking about it; the length, the girth, the way it jerked in my hand. I should've expected that you'd be big everywhere. I mostly kept wondering if all of it would fit into my mouth. I would love to find out one of these days," He whispered as his hand grazed my knee.

"James… please… fuck! stop," I got out between grunts. James was palming my erection through my jeans.

"Next time I get you to say fuck it's going to be followed by the word 'me'," He finished his statement and flicked my earlobe with his tongue.

I really didn't want to jack off in the bathroom so I thought about my cousin's cleavage to make my problem diminish. I was going to give myself one more test to prove if I was gay or not. It would have to wait until lunch though. The bell rang and everyone started piling into the class. We were supposed to be writing a paper or some shit, but I couldn't focus. I kept looking at him from the corner of my eye. No wonder he's gay, God he's pretty as hell! I wanted to run my fingers through his long, wavy, honey blonde hair. His bright green eyes were sparkling. He was wearing a tight black shirt that hugged all of his muscles. He was pretty long and skinny, but his muscles were pretty nice. I needed to look away, I told myself not to look down. Like an asshole, I looked down anyway. He caught my eyes on his package and he smirked; his dimples showing. I turned about 50 shades of red. I tried to look busy.

"You know, it's all yours if you want it. I won't share it with anyone else," He promised me, suddenly serious.

I looked at the clock on the computer and I saw that class was going to be over in 4 minutes. I saved my document, which only had 23 words typed. I gathered my belongings and I tried to control my breathing and heart rate. Why was I so affected by what he said? I guess I was surprised. I figured that I was just a sex toy to James, nothing more. I'm quite perceptive and the look on his face when he said that he wouldn't share it with anyone else was sincere. I'm sure there was a lot more to that 'it' as well. The bell rang and I nearly ran out of the classroom. My morning classes dragged and they were uneventful. It was finally time for lunch. My bestfriend Jacob already had my tray for me. I was always the last one at the table. Jasper, Alice, Kate, Garrett, Jacob, Leah (Jake's girlfriend), Seth (Leah's twin brother), and Carmen (Seth's "friend") were already sitting down, enjoying themselves.

"Why are all of you staring at me? When did the big mouthed blondes tell you?" I asked, glaring at my cousins.

"They told us what we already know. It's nothing to be ashamed of," Seth's tone was sympathetic and comforting.

"I have one last chance to prove that I'm not… you know. I'm going to need to borrow Leah and Carmen," I explained and everyone looked at me with curious eyes.

"You're going to have a threesome? I think you should try to handle one pussy at a time, Emmett," Jacob joked and I couldn't help but smile.

"No! I just want to kiss them, if that's ok with them of course…" I let my voice trail off.

"It's just an innocent kiss, I'm down," Carmen said indifferently.

"I don't want to kiss you after you've kissed Carmen. I don't do sloppy seconds," Leah complained.

"You're such a damn drama queen. Kiss me first then," I instructed.

Leah sighed and shrugged her shoulders. I was sitting across from her so we both just leaned in over the table and our lips connected. I closed my eyes for half a second before they opened. Something just didn't feel right. Maybe it was a little weird because she's my bestfriend's girl. I pulled away and I sighed. Carmen was my last chance. I hardly ever prayed, but I prayed that I'd get an erection after kissing Carmen. She was sitting to my left so I just turned around to face her. I tucked a stray hair behind her ear before she kissed me. My eyes stayed closed a little longer, but still… nothing. Absolutely nothing was happening. Leah and Carmen were two of the hottest girls at school and I wasn't turned on by them. I didn't say anything. I just started eating, ignoring what just did… well in my case didn't happen. I would of course catch James staring at me as soon as I looked up. While his eyes were locked on mine, he placed the whole Popsicle that he was eating in his mouth. He then closed his eyes and continued his assault on that lucky damn Popsicle. I angrily got up after discovering how hard I was.

"Emmett—" Tanya called after me.

I didn't reply. I kept on walking like I didn't hear her. I didn't want to face her or hear anything that she had to say. There was nothing she could say to me. I walked in the bathroom and I tried to control my erratic breaths. My heart felt like it was getting ready to beat out of my chest and my palms were sweaty. I splashed some water on my face, hoping that it would calm me down. I heard the door open and I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder and I didn't even flinch away from his touch like I normally did. What would be the point? He rubbed my shoulders soothingly and I fought back the tears that threatened to come out. I guess that's what gay guys do right? They cry like the bitches that they are. James placed his hands around my waist from behind and he rested his head on my shoulder. He knew exactly what I just realized. He knew all along, hell he knew before I did. That's a lie, I knew a year and a half ago when I wasn't responding to Rosalie. I was just in denial. I wouldn't admit what I knew until 5 minutes ago. I decided to break the surprisingly comfortable silence. I turned around so I could face James.

"Thinking about a girl sexually doesn't do anything for me," I declared.

"Is that your way of coming out?" He asked quietly.

"Yes," I answered inaudibly and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. The tears were rapidly rolling down my cheeks and James wiped them away.

"Shh. It's ok sweetie, you don't have to cry. You're free now. That's why they call it coming out of the closet; you're not trapped anymore," He encouraged as he continued to wipe my tears.

"I just… it…I don't want to be this way," I choked out.

"No one can help what they're attracted to. None of us chose this Emmett. We just have to deal with it. I had to deal with it alone, but you have family and friends… and me." His words made me stop crying.

"You mean after all of the denial and hateful comments, you still want me?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes. I still want you. I don't just want you sexually either. I want all of you. I want to get to know you, spend time with you; I want to hold you when you cry…" He trailed off and I smiled.

"My dream. I had a dream that you were holding me as I cried," I confessed.

"We need to get out of here. Let's go to my house," James suggested and I nodded.

I composed myself before leaving the bathroom. I went to get my stuff and to give Jasper my keys so that he could drive everyone home. I met James in the parking lot and he grabbed my hand. I'd never held hands before, not even with Rosalie. It felt nice. He was right, I did feel liberated. I wasn't fighting with myself or hiding anymore. It was like I could even see clearer, hear better, and the rest of my senses felt sharpened as well. James opened the passenger door for me and I smiled at him. He got in on the driver's side and he pulled out of the parking lot. He turned the radio on and 'Realize' by Colbie Caillat was playing. James and I shared a look at the irony. I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I couldn't speak. The ride to James' house was spent in mostly silence. He let me out of his car when we pulled into his driveway. There were no other cars there so I assumed that his parents were gone. He held my hand again as he unlocked the door and we walked into his house. His house was so light and open. My eyes were glued to the pristine white grand piano.

"Do you play?" James asked as he saw me staring at the piano.

"Not anymore. I took lessons when I was like 6. I picked up a football and the piano was pretty much forgotten… until now," I replied.

"This belonged to my grandmother. She loved to play. This was my favorite part of her house. I used to stare at it and I'd always ask her if I could touch it. She told me that I had to learn how to play first so I took lessons when I was 8 and I've been playing ever since. She gave me her piano before she died," He told me and he smiled warmly.

"Wow. It's beautiful. It almost makes me want to play again," I said, still staring at it. There was just something so beautiful about a piano.

"I could play something for you if you'd like. If you don't think that's too gay," James joked and we both laughed.

He motioned for me to join him on the piano bench. I did as I was told. He looked at me and smiled before he decided what to play. After he started playing I recognized the song as 'To Know Love' by Little Big Town. It was beautiful. It was flawless. It was heartfelt. I watched his fingers as he played and then I looked at his face. I saw the look of pure joy on his face; he'd never looked so beautiful to me. I of course didn't appreciate his splendor before. I was definitely going to start playing the piano again. I clapped for him like a girl as he finished. He smiled at me and he kissed me on the cheek. That chaste kiss was somehow the most intimate thing I'd ever felt. I loved the way that his lips felt on my skin.

"I'm glad that you liked it. I realize the song is really meant for a guitar, but I just love piano arrangements," He explained and I nodded.

"I agree. You're amazing. You're really talented," I complimented.

"Thanks. Now that I'm done serenading you, I should probably entertain you. Do you want to watch a movie?" He asked as he led me to the couch.

"A movie sounds good, just not a chick flick. I think I've cried enough today," I joked.

"We can watch something funny. I'm in the mood to laugh. Do you have anything in mind?" He questioned.

"I love Will Ferrell. Do you have Blades of Glory?" I asked.

"Of course, that's one of my favorite movies," He responded.

He popped a bag of popcorn before he turned the movie on. He sat with his legs outstretched and he had his head in my lap. I released his hair from his ponytail and I absentmindedly ran my fingers through his silky blonde locks as we watched the movie. I would stare at James until he would laugh. His laugh reminded me that there was something else going on besides him. I bent down to kiss James on his forehead and he smiled. Why didn't I notice the draw that I had to him before now? I slowly slipped my hands underneath his shirt and ran my hands up, down, and all over his chest. He let out a soft moan. I lightly brushed one of his nipples with my finger and he moaned louder. I couldn't take it anymore, I needed him. I got off of the couch and I took my shirt off. James licked his lips and that made me want him even more. I ripped his shirt and I yanked him off of the couch. I was straddling him, making sure to not put my full weight on him.

"Emmett—" I cut off his protest by kissing him roughly.

I kissed him and there was no hesitation. I made up my mind; James is what I wanted. I moved my lips to his neck and I sucked his skin lightly. I chuckled to myself, it was nice that he was the one whimpering and writhing now. I continued planting kisses down his chest as my fingers pinched his nipples. I stopped kissing him when I ran into a trail of light blonde hair. I agonizingly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I kissed his mouth again as I rubbed him through his boxers. He groaned into my mouth. I was getting ready to release his cock, when he stopped me.

"Emmett, we can't do this," James objected.

"What? Why? Did I do something wrong?" I tried to mask the hurt that I felt.

"No, you're perfect. It's just that I really like you and I don't want our first time to be like this. I haven't even taken you out on a proper date yet," James explained and I felt better instantly.

"You want to go out on a date? Like dinner and a movie?" I raised my eyebrow at him.

"I'll go anywhere… as long as you're there," James whispered and he caressed my cheek.

"I say tomorrow night we go to Embry's party and then you take me out on Saturday," I suggested.

"I think that's a brilliant idea," James agreed.

We continued to talk and we eventually finished watching the movie. I didn't want to leave so I told Kate and Jasper to make up an excuse for me. It was late by the time that James' parents got home. I spoke briefly before James announced that he was taking me home. My stomach started growling so James stopped to get us something to eat. We stopped at a McDonald's that was a few blocks away from my house. James parked across the street from the McDonald's and we ate. He had a little bit of ketchup on the side of his mouth and instead of telling him, I leaned toward him and I licked it off. James bit his lip and he closed his eyes in ecstasy. I placed my hand on his cheek and I kissed him passionately. I'd never been so hard from just kissing someone. I continued to kiss him and my hands explored his body. I gripped his dick through his jeans and he gasped in my mouth.

"Too much… too fast," He mumbled.

"We're both hard as fucking cement; we're going to burst if we don't do something," I whined.

"Anyone could ride by and see us… is that what you want baby? You want someone to see my hand wrapped around your dick?" James murmured seductively.

"J… just do it, please," I begged.

"Tell me what you want me to do baby," James teased.

"I want you to put your hand on my cock and jerk me until I cum all over your damn car!" I exclaimed.

He pressed his lips to mine and he kissed me passionately, brutally. I'm not sure how it happened but somehow we ended up shirtless on his backseat. James was on my lap and he was rubbing our erections together; what a beautiful friction it created. We continued to kiss as James' hand found its way to the button on my jeans. He unbuttoned my pants and leisurely unzipped them. He yanked my boxers down and all hard 9.5 inches of me sprang free. His eyes widened and he spit onto his hand. He touched my dick lightly, teasingly. I closed my eyes as James slowly moved his hands up and down my shaft. His hands were soft and he was applying the perfect pressure. My eyes shot open when I felt his nails trace my sensitive flesh. I looked at him and his green eyes were darkened with lust.

"I want you looking at me. Don't close your eyes," He demanded and I nodded.

His strokes were getting harder, harsher and I had to fight to keep my eyes open. I was not going to last long if he continued his ministrations. I couldn't keep my eyes open and as soon as they closed, I felt James remove his hands. Did he really not want me to close my eyes? Was he punishing me? I looked down and I was rewarded with the most beautiful sight in front of me; James was on his knees. How he managed to get on his knees in the small space I would never know and I didn't particularly care as I felt his tongue tentatively run along the underside of my cock. I moaned when his tongue made contact with my frenulum. He kissed the head of my dick and timidly licked it. I groaned in frustration. As he sucked the head into his mouth, I tangled my hands in his hair and I thrust my hips forward, nearly choking him. He expertly worked his mouth, tongue, and teeth while his hands furiously worked the part that wouldn't fit into his mouth. I violently pulled his hair as I was getting closer and closer. I was panting now and could barely form coherent words.

"James… I'm…" I couldn't finish my sentence as a guttural moan escaped my mouth.

James released me from his mouth right before I erupted. My cum was all over his hands, chest, and some got on the seat. I was shaking and weak as I recovered from my orgasm; it was the hardest that I'd ever came. I would've got hard again if I could've after watching James lick the cum off of his fingers and some off of his chest. I was so spent that I could barely move. James put my pants and boxers back on for me. He looked up at me and I pulled him into my lap, kissing him with a fervent passion. I didn't even care that I could taste myself on his tongue. He smiled at me before he ended the kiss. He rested his forehead against mine and he sighed in contentment. He kissed me chastely on the lips before getting out of my lap.

"It's getting late. I should take you home," James said reluctantly.

"Good idea. I have a feeling you'll never let me go if you don't take me home now," I commented.

"You're right. I'll take you with me and never bring you back. You would belong to me and I'd do whatever I'd want to do to you," He whispered and I bit my lip.

"You should really take me home before I get hard again," I warned and we both laughed.

A/N: I wasn't quite sure how to end this chapter, I just knew that it needed to end finally!

The next chapter is a little more morose and dark… I just thought that I'd warn you.