Ok, so thank you to those who have reviewed the last chapter, as promised to be up soon, here's the next one. I really hope you like it, although I have to say on my part its not one of my best...It's sort of just a filler for the next one.

Boarding School Hell

The rest of the day, Wyatt and Chris spent trying to put everything that had happened behind them and just enjoy Christmas Eve. It was a family tradition for Wyatt to have his whole family over for Christmas Eve supper and then Christmas Day lunch, and this year was no different, although this year Chris was there too.

Piper had managed to talk to Caitlin's parents, even though they were not too impressed considering it was her son that had gotten their little angel pregnant. The mother of three boys had managed to refrain from saying anything about their 'little angel' having sex with two of her sons, knowing it would make it worse, and had slowly made them see sense to stay at home. But the question remained for everybody on what was going to happen after the baby was born.

Wyatt and Chris, however, had already discussed this but had kept their thoughts secret from everybody, including Piper and Caitlin, after all Caitlin would definitely disagree considering how much she hated Chris.

Christmas Eve supper sat everybody except Wyatt's eldest cousin Riley, who Prue and Andy had admitted that they had not heard from for a few days now and were debating whether he would show up for Christmas Day lunch tomorrow, and Leo who had to disappear on call, as usual.

"So, Chris, you're at school with Wyatt am I right?" Andy asked the 18-year-old. He had not been around too much, since he had to work too, and had only spoken to Piper and Prue about Chris. He had never had the chance to meet him, but knew that Chris and Wyatt were an item. As Chris nodded his head, Andy questioned him more, "What's it like in a boarding school? You know, I said we should have sent Riley to one."

"It's good, actually," Chris nodded, staying away from saying anything about the last comment Andy had made, which was actually towards Prue, "I've managed to spend four years there."

"I bet it's great to have so many guys there," Jackson smiled, "Hey dad, you can send me there for my senior year if you want."

While the teenagers and Patty just laughed at Jackson's comment, Matt, Henry Jnr and Hope just looked at him not completely getting at what he meant and all the adults began to choke on their food at the shock of what they had heard. Well, not really shock, more of surprise – it should not come as such a shock that Jackson would say something like that. However Andy glared at his third eldest child.

"So how long have you two actually been an item?" Henry Snr decided to start the conversation off again, to stop anything being said between Andy and Jackson.

"Almost four months." Wyatt looked at his lover and then at his favourite uncle with a smile. He would never admit that Henry was his favourite uncle, but he was the most caring and understanding and was there for Wyatt as he grew up with questions about his real father on why he did what he did. Wyatt wondered whether it had something to do with Henry growing up in foster care and seeing things no young child should have to see.

After supper was over, everybody moved into the sitting room with coffee.

"How did Caitlin's parents take the conversation?" Phoebe asked her older sister, "Good, I'm guessing since Caitlin isn't here."

Wyatt and Parker both shared the same glances to their mother, hoping they would not have to see her staying here anytime soon again.

"It took me a while," Piper sighed, "But she's their daughter. Thank God I had all boys. You two still have all this to look forward to." She looked at her two younger sisters and laughed at their worried glances.

"Hope, stay away from boys." Paige said to her youngest daughter, who was sat on Chris' knee. The eight-year-old screwed her nose up at what her mother had said to her.

"Ew, boys have cooties."

As everybody laughed, Chris nudged his lover; "I told you she was still in that stage." Wyatt laughed and then looked at his youngest cousin with a smile, who cuddled up more to Chris.

"Except Chris."

"Looks like you have an admirer there." Henry pointed out, remembering this was what Wyatt was like around him when he was younger, actually when he was younger than Hope was now. He always knew back then that he was Wyatt's favourite uncle, but knew Wyatt would not admit it, he was not one to play favourites that was always Matty's trick to getting his own way.

"He has more than one, dad," Hannah called out and then looked at her twin sisters, "Doesn't he, Holly?"

"Hannah!" Holly called out, "You weren't meant to say anything!"

Even though Chris knew, he still went a bright shade of crimson, as everybody looked and 'awwed'.

"So, back to Caitlin," Phoebe went back on the subject, "What did her parents say?"

"Well, after complaining at me for raising an idiotic user for a son who only wanted his 'little angel' for one reason – as her father put it…"

That comment made Wyatt tense up, and Chris could feel it. The Perry grabbed his lover's hand and gave it a gently squeeze to tell him to calm down.

"He said that? Didn't you tell him that…?"

"I left everything out about Parker," Piper sighed, "I was not going to get into that one. But, now they're more worried about what's going to happen once the baby's born. They do have a point though, I mean, Caitlin's still going to be in school whereas Wyatt finishes this year…"

"Actually mom, me and Chris have been talking about this," Wyatt spoke up, he knew he would have to tell her their thoughts, "But we're not sure Caitlin will go for the idea, you know with her hating Chris so much…"

"What is it sweetie?" Piper asked.

"Well, if me and Chris raise it. I can still go to college…"

"But what about Chris going to college?" Paige asked, the whole family knew about Chris' lack of parental direction and was growing fond of him.

"I never thought about college, to be honest," Chris shook his head, "And still don't. I thought of it for a millisecond after my grandpa died, but that was it."

"You do realise how hard it is to raise a child, don't you?" Paige asked, looking between her nephew and his boyfriend, "It's not as easy as your mother makes it look, Wyatt."

"Better than having to put the child in foster care, right?" Wyatt knew Paige would understand that, since she worked in social services and his Uncle Henry would understand after being raised in foster care. He just hoped the rest of his family would understand.

"He has a point, Paige." Henry sighed, but knew that it would be hard for two teenage boys to raise a child.

"I know he does," Paige nodded and then looked at Piper, who still seemed to be thinking, "Piper?"

Everybody's eyes were on her, well the ones that cared. The younger children were too busy sat in their own little corner playing with something, and Hope was still cuddled up to Chris, making Chris wonder if she had fall asleep.

Piper snapped out of her thoughts and looked into her eldest son's ice blue eyes, that reminded her so much of her ex-husband.

"Wyatt, being at college and raising a child won't be easy."

"I know," Wyatt nodded, "But if we stay in San Francisco…"

"I thought you wanted to go to UCLA."

"That was before I quit basketball," Wyatt replied, "I haven't wanted to go there for a few months now. If we stay in San Francisco, where I'm close to you guys if I desperately need help. You would help us out, right?"

"Course we will, sweetie," Piper chuckled slightly at her eldest son, "As long as you're not around here every day," Wyatt simply rolled his eyes with a laugh, "But are you sure about all this? What about you, Chris?"

"It was my idea." Chris nodded his head, with a small smile, grateful for how caring Piper was.

"We just have to convince Caitlin it's the best idea," Wyatt spoke up again, "You know with her hating Chris so much."

"I'm sure we can do that."

Suddenly, the sound of a cell phone was heard. Everybody looked around, until they saw Chris trying to get something out of his pocket, while he still had the eight-year-old cuddled up to him, obviously asleep. Wyatt decided to stand up and take Hope, so Chris could get to his still ringing phone, then he saw the Perry role his eyes.

"What?"

"Bianca." Chris simply stated and walked out of the room.

"Bianca?" Prue asked her older sister. Piper had left her sisters out of this one, deciding it was a better idea, since this was Chris' life not one of her sons.

"Chris' ex-girlfriend."

"Fiancée , mom." Parker corrected, earning a slap from Wyatt.

"Do you have to remind me?" The older of the two Halliwell teens said, as his aunts and uncles began to question everything.

"Chris has a fiancée?" Coop spoke up, looking between Piper, Wyatt and Parker. He never really liked getting muddled up in the love lives of his nephews and nieces, not with two teenage daughters, one of which was a boy magnet - Phoenix - and the other that could be if she dressed more girly - Peyton, but finding out Wyatt's boyfriend had a fiancee was getting too interesting to stay out of.

"Ex." Wyatt grumbled, this was not a conversation he wanted with his family around. It was bad enough when he told his mother and brother. He wanted to disappear to see if he could find out what this 'bitch', as he was now labelling her as, wanted. Now he realised Chris was right with that fact that she was possessive and slightly crazy.

As Chris came back into the room, running a hand through his chocolate brown locks and sighing, everybody's eyes were on him, except the children who were still engrossed in their game in the corner of the room. Everybody wanted to know what this girl wanted, but all knew better.

"You ok?" Wyatt finally broke the silence, as the Perry sat down next to him.

"If I kill her," Chris started, "Can you help me hide the body?" Wyatt smirked as he nodded his head with a wink, it had only been a few days ago that he had asked the same thing to Chris about his aunts.

"That bad?" Patty raised her eyebrows at the 18-year-old brunette, and just received a nod from him.

"She's a complete nutjob." Chris shook his head, speaking almost to himself.

"What did she want?" Wyatt asked laughing, seeing the frustration in his lover's face.

"I'll tell you later about it," the Perry sighed, "But seriously, I'm gonna need some help hiding her body."

"So, you had a fiancée?" Phoebe now broke the silence, "Aren't you a bit young? How old was she?"

"She's 19," Chris sighed, realising the blonde's aunts and uncles were not going to stop with the questions, they were too nosy for their own good, "And yeah, I was too young, which is why I broke up with her. I can't believe that's the first phone call I've had from her actually."

"Five months and no contact," Wyatt nodded his head, "And she rings you the day she bumps into you."

"I told you," Chris looked at his lover with a smile, "She's crazy. Literally." Just then his cell phone rang again. Wyatt smiled mischievously as he saw the caller ID as 'Bianca' and grabbed the cell phone, running into the kitchen with it. Chris quickly followed him, but Wyatt had already answered the call as he caught up to him.

"Hi, Bianca…" Wyatt said into the cell phone, holding Chris back with one arm, just as Parker, Peyton and Jackson all came running into the room. The two 16-year-old males held the Perry back, while Wyatt stayed on the phone, talking to the girl, "Yeah, I'm sorry, Chris can't come to the phone right now, he's a little busy," Wyatt smirked, as he heard the 19-year-old shout at him to put Chris on, "No, you're gonna have to put up with me for now…"

"Wy…" Chris warned his lover, as he tried to fight off the two teens holding him back. He had actually given up slightly though, hoping that Wyatt talking to Bianca would get her off his back.

"Yeah, that was his voice you heard in the background. He's not actually busy, he just doesn't want to talk to you…" Wyatt smirked, "No, he'd rather be fucking me then talking to you…"

"Wyatt!" Peyton slapped her cousin, she did not need mental images.

"Look, don't bother calling him again, because you'll have to deal with me," the older Halliwell stated, "Oh and the whole ring thing, doesn't bother me, just get the thing off your finger, you're pathetic." Wyatt just hung up the call, and Chris was released from the younger teen's grasps. Chris narrowed his eyes as he took his cell phone from the blonde.

"You're in trouble."

"Oh, really," Wyatt smirked as he pinned Chris to the counter, "I don't reckon she'll be calling you again, not tonight anyway, and if she does…I have an idea of how to put her off."

"Wy, I could do with that engagement ring back…" Chris sighed.

"I don't want it.," Wyatt shook his head, "I don't quite think it would go with my complexion." The room full of teens just laughed at Wyatt's comment as they started leaving the kitchen, but Wyatt and Chris stayed.

"I love you." Chris smiled, as he kissed the Halliwell. Wyatt just smiled back and then went back for another kiss.

"I love you too." He managed, before deepening the kiss.

"Night boys…" Piper smiled to her son and his boyfriend, as she passed their room. The door was still open, and the light still on, so Piper could see straight into it, to see Parker and Matthew in there too, "Matty, bedtime. I told you a hour ago."

"I know mom," Matt sighed and stood up from his eldest brother's bed, "But Wyatt and Parker get to stay up."

"They're older," Piper stated, "Now bed, or else Santa won't come." The eleven-year-old just shook his head and walked down the hallway to his own room. He had stopped believing in Santa three years ago, but did not want to tell his mother just yet.

"Parker, maybe you should get to bed," Piper leaned on the doorframe, "You know it's an early morning tomorrow, and you're not a morning person."

"Fine mom." The 16-year-old sighed as walked to the door, crouching to her 5'3'' frame to give her a kiss on the cheek, "Love you."

"Love you too, sweetie." Piper smiled as watched her middle son go to his room, "Night boys."

"Night Piper." Chris smiled back as Wyatt stood up and walked to his mother.

"Night mom," Wyatt copied his brother by kissing his mother on the cheek, "Love you lots."

"Love you too, Wyatt."

As the 55-year-old made her way to her bedroom, Wyatt closed his bedroom door and switched off the main light, while Chris turned the lamp on, on the nightstand. The Halliwell stripped himself of his top and made his way back to the bed, kissing his lover passionately.

"What was that for?" Chris asked, seeing a mischievous look in the blonde's eyes.

"Can't I just kiss you without any real reason?"

"Not like that you can't," Chris stated, "So go on? What have I done?" The Halliwell laid on his back, and looked up at Chris with a smile.

"Nothing," he shook his head, entwining his fingers with the brunette's, "I just love you so much, that's all."

"Ok, what's up," Chris sighed, "Is this because of Bianca?"

"Slightly," Wyatt admitted, but could see a little bit of frustration on the teen's face, "It's just that your relationship with her must have been strong to stay with her for two years. I'm just worried that you're gonna think we're not serious enough."

"We're serious enough, Wy," Chris sighed, "Look, when she called me it was to meet her, but I said no ok, because I was with you. I don't want B."

"I know," Wyatt nodded, "It's not that you want her, it's that you don't want to be with me."

"Wy, we've been through this today," Chris sighed, with a slight laugh behind it, "I. Love. You. There is nobody else I want to be with, nobody at all, just you. You're the only guy for me. Trust me when I say that, please."

"I do," Wyatt almost whispered, and then pulled Chris down by his T-shirt for a kiss, "I really do."

Interrupting them, Chris' cell phone rang again. The Perry groaned, refusing to answer it, knowing exactly who it was going to be, but Wyatt took the phone from his jeans pocket, and then rolled Chris to his back, passing him the phone.

"Answer it." Wyatt smiled, straddling his lover, staring into his sea green eyes until he finally answered the call.

"Hello?" Chris said into the phone, as he felt the blonde's lips on his neck. So this was Wyatt's idea, "Bianca, what do you want now?" he tried not to make it obviously to the other end of the phone what was going on, as he felt his erection growing, and contemplated hanging up, could he really be this mean? "No, I can't B, I'm a little preoccupied," Wyatt lifted the Perry's T-shirt up slightly, so he could lay kisses on his chest and abdomen and along the line of his jeans, as he unfastened them, "I'm being serious, B, I can't meet you. Sorry," Chris bit his bottom lip, as Wyatt pushed his jeans down and laid kisses in his hip joints and along his thighs. Refusing to moan, Chris continued to talk on the phone, "Bianca, I'm not your willing slave. I haven't been for five months. Why have you only just started calling me again?" He could feel his erection growing more as his blonde haired lover ran his tongue along his most sensitive areas, "B, I don't feel that way and you know it," involuntarily, Chris let out a gasp as he felt Wyatt's hot mouth around his hard member, "No, nothing's going on," Chris closed his eyes as he ran his free hand through Wyatt's blonde locks, "Look, B, I've got to go. Look, I'll call you, ok." Once he hung up, he turned the cell phone off, in case she tried ringing again, and finally let out everything he wanted to while he was in the call. He arched his back, feeling Wyatt's tongue licking across the head of his fully erect member, his lips moving up and down the shaft, and sucking on it like a child with a Popsicle. Just as Chris thought it could not get any better than this, Wyatt placed his hand on his balls and moaned something, causing Chris to come painfully, blasting his seed at the back to the Halliwell's throat. Even after Wyatt had sucked him dry, the blowjob continued, Wyatt was not ready to finish this, a way of apologising for acting like a jealous, over-worried ass earlier that day.

"Wy…" Chris sighed, biting his lower lip and running his hand through his lovers hair.

"Mmmm…" Wyatt moaned, his mouth never leaving his lover's once again growing member.

"Wy…fuck me, please…"

The Halliwell looked up with a smile, and kissed up the brunette's body, pushing the T-shirt up as he went, egging the elder teen to take it off. As Chris took the offending item off, Wyatt stood up and unfastened his own jeans, taking them and his boxers off. Chris followed suit and was about to get back on the bed, but Wyatt pulled his body close to him, kissing him deeply and hungrily. Wyatt backed the 18-year-old into the wall, and pinned his arms against it as his lips moved to Chris' neck.

"Wy…" Chris moaned again, as he felt the moist lips of the blonde trailing kisses down his body again, going back to sucking his now fully hard member. Once Chris' hands were released, he managed to push back on Wyatt's shoulders, so he could look into his ocean blue eyes, "Please, Wy…I'm begging you here. Fuck me." The Halliwell nodded and stood up, turning Chris around so he was facing the wall and sucked on his neck, letting his lust get the better of him once again as he let his hands trail everywhere rather then loosening his lover. Wyatt quickly put lube on his painful erection, and pushed straight into Chris, his senses dimming just for a second.

As soon as Chris felt Wyatt's member pushing into his tight hole, he cursed from the pain while biting on his lower lip.

"Sorry…" Wyatt managed to whisper, as he heard the brunette's moans were not that of pleasure, and went back to kissing his neck to relax him. Once Wyatt felt Chris relax around him, he began moving in and out, slowly, enjoying the moment. While one hand pulled Chris' body closer to him, the other moved around and grasped Chris' hard member and began masturbating him.

Chris closed his eyes and moaned, still slightly in pain, but the majority of it was pleasure, as he felt every inch of Wyatt pushing inside him as deep as he could go, hitting his prostate. He bit his bottom lip harder, as he felt the need to moan louder got closer. They were against the wall to Parker's room, he could not be too loud, if it was Caitlin in that room again, he would not have been so bothered, after all she was just Wyatt's ex-girlfriend.

"Oh, Chris…" He heard the blonde's voice moan softly in his ear, his warm breath on him, making him forget his surroundings as he turned his head to kiss Wyatt, and moaned into his mouth, luckily the kiss covered up most of the lustful moan.

Wyatt pushed deeper and faster, and rubbed harder, as he felt himself getting closer to orgasm. He could hear his lover's breathing getting faster and more laboured, and he knew he was trying his hardest to stifle his moans, but it was not always working.

"Oh Wy…Wyatt…I'm so…so close…" he heard Chris moan, as his head titled backwards and his hand grabbed Wyatt's own hand to assist him in masturbating him, which Wyatt found a serious turn-on, though he had never realised until now.

Chris was in pure ecstasy, as he reached the point of no return, he bit his arm as he felt himself explode all over Wyatt's and his own hands and slightly onto the wall, an involuntarily loud moan escaping from his mouth, hopefully stifled enough by his arm.

As Wyatt felt the brunette tighten around him, he came, flooding Chris with his seed, as he used Chris' neck to cover up his moan, sucking hard until he felt the need to let out any kind of sound. The two teens stayed there for a minute or two, until they felt the need to get to the bed, well more like felt the ability to get to the bed.

Once in the bed, Chris laid his head on the blonde's chest and sighed, hearing Wyatt's heartbeat steadying.

"I love you," Chris broke the peaceful silence, "You know that right?"

"Course I know that." Wyatt answered, feeling the tiredness taking over him, but he kept his eyes open for Chris.

"Good, because I don't want you thinking I'm going to be too soppy here…"

"Chris?" Wyatt was becoming confused now, not really knowing where Chris was going with this little speech. He looked down, as Chris rolled off him and reached into the bottom draw of the nightstand, one that Wyatt had told him to use for some of his stuff while they were at the Manor. In the dark, Wyatt could not see what Chris was doing, so turned the side light on, to see Chris sitting up with a small box wrapped up.

"I want to give you my present now," Chris stated, "I kind of don't want your family to be around when you open it…"

"Is it that bad?" Wyatt laughed, taking the present from Chris, to which earned a small smile.

"Depends what you mean bad," Chris sighed, "Just open it." He could feel his heart pounding, and he knew exactly why. This was the first present he had got anybody that meant something, that was completely from the heart, and now he was worried it would get broken.

Wyatt took the present and unwrapped it, to find a small black jewellery box. His heart started pounding when he saw it, but it could not be, could it? He opened the box slowly, wondering what he would find, and then saw the piece of jewellery inside it.

"Wow!" the Halliwell managed to say, looking between Chris and the present.

"You like it?" Chris asked, biting his lower lip.

"Like it?" Wyatt asked, a smile forming on his face, "I love it."

oo, you get to find out exactly what it is that Chris got Wyatt in the next chapter...possibly...lol

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