Ok, very quick apology for not getting this up a little sooner. I was trying to get it up last night, but ended up going out with some friends and by the time I got back I was in no state to finish it off and get it posted, so I've had to do it now. Really sorry...

Anyhoo, thanks to those who have reviewed the story so far, I hope you keep reading and keep reviewing.

Boarding School Hell

Christopher Perry was stood, looking down at the ground that now held the coffin of his grandfather. Dirt covered the coffin, dirt that he had placed there as a final goodbye. He had no idea how long he had stood here, but he knew there was only himself and Wyatt there now.

"Hold me." Chris quietly asked his lover, he knew he had to pull away from the grave, but he could not. He knew that if he walked away now then it would all be over. Or at least he felt like it would all be over. He would have to get on with his life, go back to school, go on to college…college, he doubted he wanted to go when his grandfather was alive, let alone now. Although, maybe college would be good to go to now, get him away from San Francisco, maybe he should start looking. He could feel Wyatt's arms wrap around him, giving him the comfort he needed, being his rock at his time of needed stability.

"We should go," Wyatt whispered, resting his head on Chris' shoulder, "It's getting cold and…"

"I know," He could hear Chris' weak voice, and knew it was about break, "Take me home."

As the blonde teen lead his lover out of the cemetery, he could feel Chris leaning on him, and knew he was trying his hardest not to shed anymore tears.

As soon as they stepped into the apartment, Wyatt made sure Chris went straight to the couch while he could make something to eat. His lover had hardly eaten in the past week, making the Halliwell worry.

"I don't want anything." Chris said, as Wyatt put a bowl of soup in front of him.

"You need to eat something, Chris, please," Wyatt begged his lover, sitting next to him, "Please, Chris, eat for me." But the brunette just stared at the food, not saying a word, causing Wyatt to sigh a little too loud.

"What do you want me to do, Wyatt?" Chris finally asked, "Act like nothing's happened? Act like I'm fine? I can't do that, Wy…you have no idea what it's like for me!" Chris stood up to see the look of shock on the blonde's face, "You've never lost anybody Wyatt, have you? You don't know what it's like to lose anybody, let alone the last person in your life…To know that there's nobody out there for you…"

"I've already told you, Chris, you've got me."

"Maybe I need more than that!" Chris shouted, his tears falling down his cheek, "I need more than someone who only wants me for sex."

"What!" Wyatt stood up and shouted, "I don't just want you for sex, Chris, if I just wanted sex I wouldn't have stopped you from sleeping with me so many times in the past week…" He could see his lover roll his beautiful jade green eyes, so took a deep breath, "I love you Chris, or at least I think I do. I feel things for you I've never felt for anyone, ever. And for you to tell me that all I want from you is sex is fucking ridiculous, and it hurts." His breathing became heavy as he let out everything he was feeling, it was all that could be heard in the room as the two teens looked at each other.

Chris had been taken aback by Wyatt's words, he had never expected to hear him say 'I love you', with or without the rest of the sentence. He looked deep into his lover's ocean blue eyes, searching them to find if everything that Wyatt had just said to him was the truth.

"I…I…I'm…" He did not know what to say in return. He could say 'I love you too', but with everything that he had been through in the past week, he was not sure. He did know, however, that Wyatt did not want him just for sex, that there was something more between them, and he knew it before he had said it. The Halliwell had helped him through so much, he had been there for him at his darkest times during the week, and now he finally admitted he loved him, and Chris had thrown everything in his face.

"You don't need to say it back, Chris," Wyatt shook his head, "I just want you to know that there is more to us than sex. I want to be there for you, I want to protect you and help you. Yeah, I may not understand what it is like to lose someone and definitely to feel like you've lost everyone, but it doesn't mean I can't be there for you," He took hold of his brunette lover's shoulders and locked their eyes together, "I love you, Chris. I love you."

Giving in to everything, Chris pulled his lover towards him and kissed him passionately, wrapping his arms around his neck. The Halliwell allowed himself to give into the lust growing inside of him and returned the kiss, pushing the elder of the two back into a wall, trapping him between the wall and his own body.

"I love you, Chris." Wyatt whispered in his ear, as he began to kiss and suck on his neck, slowly removing the black jacket. The more he said it, the more he knew deep down that it was true.

Chris could only moan, as the soft touches from Wyatt turned him on. He soon felt Wyatt stripping him of his shirt and tie, their kisses getting harder, their bodies getting closer, never wanting to lose contact with each other. The Halliwell moved his lips to the bruentte's nipples, sucking and gently biting, making Chris moan slightly louder, turning him on immensely. After a while, he moved onto Chris' other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first, as he felt Chris' hands begin to unfasten his shirt. Once he felt his shirt complete unfasten, he stood up capturing Chris' lips in another kiss so Chris could slip his shirt off his shoulders.

Chris pushed Wyatt back to the couch, sitting him down and straddling him. He let his lips go to work on Wyatt's ear, neck, chest – cover as much bare flesh as he could. He let the Halliwell's moans turn him on more, as he unfastened Wyatt's belt and trousers. He knew what he wanted to happen, and would not let his lover stop him. As his hands moved underneath Wyatt's boxers to grasp his hardened member, he heard his blonde haired lover moan.

"Oh…Chris!" Wyatt moaned, biting his lower lip. There had hardly been any touching throughout the week, Wyatt had not wanted Chris to do something through grief and a feeling of want, but now he had no way of stopping him and did not want to stop him. He grabbed Chris' face, his fingers grasping the back of his head, close to his neck, pulling him close to devour his lips, snaking his tongue into Chris' mouth, still moaning at his lover's touch. The 17-year-old blonde snaked his free arm around Chris' back so he could pick him up. Chris wrapped his arms around Wyatt's neck and his legs around his waist, as his lover carried him to the bedroom and laid him on the bed. The Halliwell stripped himself of his trousers and boxers, never breaking eye contact with his lover, who just watched him, and then climbed on top of Chris, once again devouring his mouth as his hands unfastened Chris' trousers. Moving his lips down the toned body of the brunette, Wyatt kept his hands a one stage lower, so that while he worked on making Chris' nipples hard, he could slowly begin to push the material on his lover's legs down, trousers and boxers in one. As the material got lower, his lips moved further down the toned stomach, kissing every inch further and further down his body as he stripped his lover completely, and then moved back up to take the brunette's aching erection in his mouth.

Chris felt the wet warmth of the blonde's mouth around his member, his tongue licking, his lips moving up and down the shaft, making the brunette moan out loud as he ran his fingers through his lover's blonde curls.

"Wy…fu…fuck me…"

The Halliwell heard what he was asked, and instantly looked up into Chris' jade green eyes, his heart racing.

"You sure?"

"Definitely."

Remembering what Chris had done to him, he took the tub of lube that was still sat on the nightstand and coated his fingers in it. He kissed his lover on the lips as he pushed one finger inside him. Chris bit his bottom lip from a mixture of pain and pleasure, but arched his back in pleasure as he felt his lover probing. Wrapping his arms around the blonde's neck, he kissed him, deepening it as Wyatt pushed another two fingers into him, making him moaned huskily.

Wyatt continued to use his fingers until he hit Chris' prostrate, causing the elder 17-year-old to call out his name. With his free hand, he coated his throbbing member in lube and then positioned himself correctly, as he took out his fingers. Without thinking, he pushed straight into his lover, which made him cry out in pain. Starting to panic, Wyatt began to pull out, but then felt Chris' hands on his bum, keeping him inside of him. That was when the Wyatt could feel Chris relax around him and Chris' hands move up the Halliwell's spine, sending shivers down him as he began pumping in and out. The blonde 17-year-old could not believe how great it felt, Chris was so tight, it was nothing like he had ever felt when having sex with a girl, he felt like he could burst any second, but had to hold on for his lover.

"Fas…faster…" Chris moaned from underneath, making Wyatt's speed grow, hitting Chris' prostrate. The brunette's moans became louder, causing Wyatt to kiss him to quieten him down, so the neighbours did not complain or realise what was really going on.

"Oh God…" Wyatt let out in a moan as he began to masturbate Chris' rock hard member, still pushing in and out of him as fast as he could, feeling the sweat on both of their bodies. He could feel the Perry's body tense around him, as his fingers clung to his shoulder blades, "I'm…I'm gonna….gonna come, Chris…" Wyatt whispered as he felt Chris' legs wrap around him.

"Ju…Just…Just a few mo…" But Chris did not have to finish his sentence as he burst his semen all over his own and Wyatt's chest and abdomen, moaning loudly. Wyatt was not far behind, after feeling the muscle tighten around him he came instantly, flooding Chris with his seed, biting his lip so to muffle his need to add to Chris' moans. He collapsed on top of his lover, panting, feeling his heartbeat pounding in his chest, "I love you." The Halliwell looked up to look into Chris' eyes after hearing that. He needed to know if he was hearing things, and if not, whether it was genuine.

"Chris…?" He began to ask, but did not know what to actually say to him.

"I love you. And I mean it." Chris replied, as if knowing what the blonde was really wondering. All Wyatt could do was smile and kiss his angel passionately. He pulled out of his lover and rolled over onto his back, pulling Chris to him and entwining their fingers with one hand while stroking the brunette hair with the other.

"I love you too, Chris."

And they laid there for the rest of the night, neither saying a word to each other, just allowing themselves a night of happiness.

I know this chapter was a little shorter than the rest and I'll apologise for it, but it just seemed to end perfectly there. Anyway, you can tell me what you think in a review :D