Troy walked the long street to Chad's his heart pounding. He knew Ryan would be there by now and he wasn't too sure if he had told Chad. He had no idea what he was going to say when he got there but he knew that he just needed to say something. Before he knew it Troy was at the door step, everything seemed quiet inside and Chad's mothers car was not in the drive way, he hoped secretly that she had taken the boys out for the day shopping or something. Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door and waited anxiously for someone to answer it.

Chad who had just finished making Ryan a sandwich and frowned, he wasn't expecting any one. He got up from the table, smiling at Ryan and patting his back softly. "One sec," He smiled and headed to the door. He wasn't sure just who he was expecting, but he wasn't expecting a nervous looking Troy at the door.

"Chad...hey man..." Troy started.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Chad hissed.

"I...I came to talk to Ryan..."

"He doesn't want to see you." Chad said. Chad didn't want Ryan to see him. "You don't deserve to see him, you practically raped him!"

"I...I was drunk..."

"You were a complete bastard!" Chad shouted, not caring if he was raising his voice now. "You had it all planned didn't you?"

"No man I swear..."

"You did all that bull about you two wanting to give me space it was crap. You want him don't you... you're not happy until you're saving everyone are you?" Chad shouted. "You ruined him. He hasn't stopped crying... he hardly talks now... he was getting better Troy!"

"I'm sorry!" Troy said tears in his eyes. "I didn't know what I was doing...I was drunk...please..."

"Stay away from me, Troy." Chad sighed. "And stay away from Ryan." Chad turned his back and closed the door.

"Chad," Ryan said softly from the doorway. Chad looked up at Ryan, he wasn't surprised to see fresh tears running down Ryan's pale face.

"Hey it's okay," Chad said moving closer to him and hugging him. "I'm sorry you had to hear that."

"He's your best friend," Ryan mumbled burying his head in Chad's shoulder. "You shouldn't be mad at him, I was drunk."

"He got you drunk." Chad replied. "He knew how I felt Ry, and... he did that to you."

"How do you feel?" Ryan asked softly in his ear. Chad pulled away slightly and looked Ryan in the eye, the tears had slowly stopped spilling and he looked at Chad nervously. Chad was now just as nervous as Ryan, he took a shaky breath and slowly moved in close and pressed the tiniest of kisses to Ryan's lips.

"I'm sorry," Chad sighed running a hand up and down Ryan's arm until his hand reached Ryan's fingers. He was pleased and surprised when he felt Ryan close his fingers around his.

"Don't be," Ryan smiled. "I...I'm glad Troy was wrong." Ryan said quietly.

"Wrong about what?" Chad asked, his fingers gently brushing against Ryan's knuckles.

"He said," Ryan started but then shrugged. "It doesn't matter."

"Please tell me." Chad said softly. Ryan shook his head. "How about we go sit upstairs on the bed and talk about everything?" Ryan nodded his head weakly and felt Chad tug on his arm and lead him upstairs to his bedroom.

Chad sat on Ryan's bed and pulled Ryan down next to him and hugged him tightly. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"I know," Ryan said softly circling patterns on Chad's arms. "He said you didn't like me," Ryan mumbled. "Said you didn't want me you were just being kind."

"I do want you, believe me I really do." Chad smiled. "Troy... he..."

"He's your best friend, don't fall out because of me." Ryan mumbled.

"I know but... well we'll see." Chad shrugged. "Right now I just want to make sure you're okay."

"I will be now," Ryan promised.