When Noah arrived at the Snyder farm later that day, he was surprised to find it completely dark and deserted.

He tried the porch door but to his disappointment that was locked too.

Grabbing his cell phone, he went through his phone until he got to Luke's name and quickly hit the call button.

When the phone went immediately to voicemail, Noah let out a deep breath and left a message.

"Hey Luke, it's me, Noah. I don't know what's going on but I'm standing outside the farm right now and you're nowhere to be found. I thought we had plans tonight."

Taking another deep breath, he put the phone back to his ear and continued his message. "Just.. call me when you decide you want to talk to me. I'll be at home."

Shutting his phone, Noah took one last look around before turning around and getting in his car.

What Noah didn't see as he was driving away was the face of his crying boyfriend, watching him from his bedroom window.

What he also didn't see was Luke clutching his cell phone tightly in his hand, knowing that he call he saw Noah make e few moments earlier was to him.

Stepping away from the window, Luke sat down on his bed and debated listening to the message he was sure would be on his voicemail. Maybe hearing Noah's voice for just a short minute would make this whole ordeal even the slightest bit bearable.

"Who are you kidding Snyder, nothing is going to make this more bearable."

Turning on his cell phone anyway, Luke wasn't surprised to see several missed called. His phone had after all been turned off since early in the afternoon.

Skipping past the calls from Noah, his parents and one of his classmates from high school, Luke went straight to the second most dialled number in his phone and hit the call button.

It only took two rings for the phone to be answered and after that it only took two seconds for Luke to start crying again.

"Luke? Luke, what's wrong?" a worried voice sounded from the other side of the phone.

"He left. Noah left and it's all my fault. I just let him walk away without even explaining why. And I don't understand how this can hurt so much after just two weeks. How can things just be perfect one moment and then something happens or someone comes along and it's just all different, everything is different."

"Luke, sweetie, you have to calm down. You have to calm down and tell me what happened or I can't help you."

"I don't think I can. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you anyway. It's not like you can do much over the phone. I guess it's just still my first instinct to call my best friend, especially at times like this."

"I miss you too Luke and don't you even think about hesitating the next time you want to call me. I'm always here for you, you know that. Even if I am at Wesleyan right now."

"I know, I love you Mads."

"I love you too Luke, why don't you get some sleep and I'll call you tomorrow so you can talk to me about this okay? How does that sound?"

"That sounds great, thank you."

With that they both hung up the phone and Luke laid down on the bed with his arms over his face, in an attempt to dry his eyes and cheeks from the recently shed tears.

Rolling over on his side, he thought back to what had transpired not to long ago and remembered how happy he was that he and Noah had had their first fight but were still going out on a date afterwards.

Grabbing his cell phone again, Luke listened to the voicemail message Noah had left and before he knew what he was doing he had hit the call button.

It wasn't until he heard the mix of hurt, anger and confusion in Noah's voice when he answered, that Luke realised he had nothing he could possibly say to the older man that would everything magically okay. All he could do by talking to Noah now was make things a lot worse for both of them.

"Luke? Luke are you there? If you're there please talk to me because right now I don't know whether to be really worried or really angry at you." Noah was just about to beg Luke to talk to him and explain what happened earlier that night when he heard the sound of the phone being hung up followed by a dial tone.

With a disappointed sigh he closed his own cell phone and put it back on the nightstand.

Rolling back on his side, he pulled the covers tighter around himself to try and keep the cold from getting to him but it was no use.

This sudden change in his still extremely new relationship with Luke hurt him more then he had ever thought possible and he had no idea what to do about it.

"Just try to get some sleep Mayer", he said to himself, but rolling over on his other side, he knew sleep would be a long time coming tonight.

To Bo Continued.