The moment was so surreal. I was practically on cloud nine. My heart was filled with pure joy. Joy and happiness. I was lying down on my bed, but what made the moment so appealing to me was the fact that I wasn't alone. Blake was lying next to me, his arm wrapped around me, cradling me. He was smiling at me as he stared.

Staring at me, with those dark brown eyes I so much loved. My heart was fluttering. The way he stared at me, looking at me, like I was the most important thing to him, was so much it made my heart race. It was so sweet. Was this the feeling of being in love? If it was, then I loved it so much. In those seconds of staring at his face, there was nothing else. Everything around me seem to be non-existent at all. There was only Blake and me. I never had a moment in my life where I was this happy. I didn't want this to end. I wished this could go on forever.

"I love you." I said as I moved in closer so that our foreheads touched and our lips, inches apart. He smiled and it made my heart want to melt. He looked so… Ugh… words could not describe how much he made my heart race. Blake opened his mouth to say something, but when he did, the sound of an alarm clock rang loudly.

I stretched my left arm and reached as I turned the buzzing alarm on snooze. I rubbed my eyes and yawned loudly. I frowned at the realization that what was probably my happiest moment in life, was just a dream. I turned over and was shocked to see no one was there. Wait. Had I been dreaming all along? What date was it? I quickly sat up and scurried to my feet. I hurriedly made a fuss to get out and my foot got caught in the blanket.

I tripped and hit my head on the floor. I cringed a little but quickly shook off the pain and stood up. My heart began to pound faster, what if everything that happened between Blake and me was all just a dream? No. It couldn't be. I made my way down the stairs. No. It was real… I told myself this. Everything that happened with Blake over the weekend was real. But why did I doubt this then?

My last memory with Blake was lying down in his lap while I watched him talk about him and other stuff. Surely that wasn't a dream now, was it? As I reached the last step, the scent of eggs and bacon caught the attention of my nose. I sniffed and followed the scent. It led me to the kitchen, where I found one Blake Jenner, wearing an apron and cooking. I sighed in relief. It wasn't a dream after all.

I stared at him as his back was turned to me. When he turned around to serve the food, he saw me and his eyes widened and he smiled.

"Good morning Mikey." Blake said as he placed the eggs on a plate. He had prepared breakfast for the both of us. I took a seat and stared at the eggs, bacon and sandwiches in front of me. He made all this? Wow.

"Hey…" I said a bit stunned. "I didn't know you could cook…"

"You never asked." He said smiling as he too took a seat in front of me. "Figured you'd be up since I heard a slamming on the floor." he said as he held his laughter. This made me blush. Of course he would've heard that.

"My foot…got caught… in the blanket." I said looking down, feeling so embarrassed.

"Why were you in a hurry to get out of bed? Did you miss me that much?" he asked laughing.

"I thought it was all a dream."

"Huh?" Blake asked a little confused by what I meant.

"Everything. I mean, I thought that everything that happened yesterday and the other day was all a dream. I thought you and I never got together…"

"And why would you think that?" He asked, his voice a little hurt.

"Because it's too good to be true… I mean, here I am. A nerdy guy who happens to be really socially awkward, and now I'm dating the all popular jock of McKinley. Did I mention I was a guy? A guy dating Blake Jenner? Even just saying it sounds all so crazy…"

Blake stared at me as if I just said something ridiculous. He looked a bit hurt and he hesitated on saying something.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I know this sounds crazy" he said as he gestured around him as if he could refer to our relationship in a tangible manner. "But Michael, I want you to know that I really love you. And no matter what happens, I'll always be there for you. To catch your back, to stand up for you, through good and rough times, you should know, I'll be there."

I was silent for a moment as his words hit me. I stared at his eyes and his gaze was locked on mine. Blake's expression was serious and I could see in his eyes that he meant every word he had just said. My mouth hanged open and I immediately shut it. He really loved me… It wasn't just a dream, I thought again to myself. He really did care for me… Why? I didn't care… Blake loved me and that's all that mattered.

I smiled at him. "I don't know how or why I'd end up with you. Didn't think it back then when I almost ran you over. But I have to admit, when I saw you back then, it was the first time I found myself staring at a guy like that."

A mischievous smile played on his lips. "What do you mean 'like that'?"

"Well… let's just say I would've wanted to do more than kissing" I said as tore a small piece of my napkin and threw it at him.

"That was so good…" I said as I rubbed my stomach. We had just finished eating and Blake was already washing the dishes. I told him I would do it, but he insisted on doing so.

"Glad you liked my cooking." He said. Blake had made breakfast by himself and it was great. I didn't know he was the 'cook' guy type.

"So what are we doing today?" I asked him.

"Hmm… how about we play with your PS3?" Blake suggested excitedly.

I didn't really feel like playing and I was hoping we'd do something else together but seeing how much he wanted to, I just smiled at him. Whatever makes him happy, I guess.

"Okay." I said, a little less excited.

"Then maybe we could go out for a walk later." Blake suddenly added. That got my hopes up. I didn't mind playing now, since he said we'd go out later. Not bad of a deal.

After Blake had finished tidying up the kitchen, we both proceeded to the living room. He sat on the couch and grabbed the player 2 controller.

"What game?" I asked as I ran through the CD's in the rack. The wooden rack held a lot of games, around forty to choose from, and if I was a video game junkie, I'd probably play here 24/7

"Hmm… That last one we played." Blake said.

"You mean Tekken Tag 2? But you always lost last time, remember?" I asked with a laugh.

"We'll see." Blake countered.

I inserted the CD on the console and watched as the game loaded. I grabbed a controller and sat next to him on the couch.

"I love you." He said as he kissed me on the cheek. I smiled and shook my head.

"I wonder if you would still say that after I beat you again and again."

"PLAYER 2 WINS!" The game announced for what was what? The tenth time in a row?

"What the fuck?!" I exclaimed. I turned my head slowly to look at Blake and he was just smiling.

"How'd you end up beating me for ten consecutive games. I mean you couldn't even make my character go rage mode last time." I said. I couldn't believe Blake had beaten me, ten straight times.

"Well let's just say a lot changed while you were shopping…"

"I knew it! You did practice while I was gone." I said as I narrowed my eyes at him. "That's so unfair of you dude."

"No it isn't" He said as he placed his controller on the glass coffee table. He moved closer to me and rested his head on my shoulder.

"You should practice more." He said mockingly. I pushed him off me and he just laughed.

"Should we go take a walk now?" He asked and all my earlier frustrations of not beating Blake disappeared. I became excited all of a sudden. Now we get to spend the afternoon together, walking around and just enjoying each other's company. I became really excited just thinking where we would go.

"Okay, let me get ready first." I said. I wanted this day to be special. Today was the last day Blake and I would be sleeping under one roof and I wanted it to be memorable. I stood up and headed for the stairs but stopped before I went up. "After I shower, you're next." I said.

"But.."

"Or else I'm not going." I argued

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fine." he said dragging

I climbed the stairs and went to my room. I first picked something to wear before heading to the bathroom. I looked at my clothes and decided to go with my striped grey hoodie and just a pair of blue jeans. Not too formal, after all, it was just a walk.

I made my way to the bathroom and looked at my reflection. I smiled at myself, could my life be any more in place? I thought. I stripped down to my boxers and was about to take them off too when a knock on the door stopped me from doing so.

"Michael?" Blake asked on the other side of the door.

"Hmm… Yeah?" I asked, of course it was me in the bathroom Blake, who else could it be?

"Umm.." Blake started as he opened the door and peered his head and half of his body through the crack in the doorway. I unconsciously covered myself with a towel, I mean, yeah I was in boxers but I was a little self-conscious about my body and I didn't feel comfortable having so little clothing around Blake.

"What is it? I asked, flushing slightly.

"I was wondering… mind if we shower together?" he asked.

I just stared at him and gaped, my mouth hanging open. My heart beat so fast I felt like I was about to explode. Showering with Blake? OH MY GOD!

"Mikey?" he asked as he stared at me once more.

I opened my mouth but I hated myself. I hated myself because I couldn't get a word out. I couldn't bring myself to answer the question. Wait, what was I going to answer anyway? Shit.