Author's Note: Hey guys, brand new chapter here and as always a review to give any feedback would be awesome.

As you can see, the story is now rated M, this is because I want to write a more serious plot for this story and that DOESN'T mean that this is a slash story (this is a love story between Jake Puckerman and my OC and there will be some romantic and intimate moments but I won't be writing any graphic sex scenes, so just to warn any readers who are into that stuff... This isn't that kind of story)

Anyway, here's the next chapter :)

Chapter Eleven

Adam POV

This can't be happening, this must be a dream (although if it was, I have the world's best imagination). Jake Puckerman was in my bedroom at night and was kissing me… this was seriously not normal!

I mean, Jake was straight and a pure womanizer so why was he telling me he liked me more than a friend and making out with me? Okay, I know what you're thinking… a seriously hot guy is kissing me and I'm having an internal freak out.

I tried to think logically, but the feel of Jake's lips softly caressing mine in a gentle kiss made my mind go blank and I just gave in to the pleasure of Jake's lips as I returned the kiss. I moved my hand to cup the side of his face as he Jake moaned silently against my lips, gently pushing me back onto my pillows and then straddled my waist.

The small smile that curved Jake's amazing mouth was unbearable and I grabbed Jake's neck and pulled him into another kiss, loving the taste of his mouth as I let my hands trail up his shoulders and slid off his leather jacket and threw it on the floor. Jake chuckled and grinned at me, pulling back and sliding his T-shirt off his body and my eyes drank in his beautifully toned muscles.

"God, you're beautiful" I breathed, sitting up with Jake still straddling my hips and let my fingers feel his strong chest. Jake's body stiffened when I touched him, but quickly relaxed as I softly kissed his neck and his breathing quickened as I found the soft spot on his neck that was making him gasp with pleasure.

"A-Adam…" Jake gasped, slowly grinding his hips against mine and that nearly drove me over the edge. Why did this boy make me want to throw myself at him?

Jake reluctantly pulled back and his hands lightly tugged at my shirt, so I allowed him to take it off and his alluring brown eyes stared at me in astonishment. This was so new to both of us and felt so familiar at the same time, the nervousness and passion was undeniable and all I could think about was that Jake's touch was pure heaven.

I grabbed Jake's hips and pulled him back onto the bed, moving quickly so that I was now straddling his hips and I was grinning at the challenging smirk in Jake's eyes that was so sexy.

With my hands on either side of his face, I moved closer and kissed him again, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth and gently caress my tongue. His lips moved perfectly with mine and he bit playfully on my bottom lip, making me moan with delight into Jake's mouth and I felt his lips curved in a satisfied smirk as he kissed me again. Jake's hands gently stroked my back and moved slowly lower, reaching my butt where I felt his hands caress gently and my body froze.

Instantly I pulled back, gasping for air as I looked at Jake's concerned face while the reality of this situation finally hit. This wasn't me! I wasn't going to lose my virginity like this (yeah, I'm seventeen and I haven't had sex… but that doesn't mean I'm going to fuck the first guy that kisses me, no matter how cute and sweet they are) and I felt my face burn with humiliation as I looked away from Jake and quickly got off the bed. I needed space, I can't look at him while he's so sexy shirtless and lying on my bed.

"Adam, I'm sorry." Jake said quickly, jumping off the bed as I pulled on my shirt and mentally willed the blood to return to other parts of my body and not be focused on one area "I wasn't trying to pressure you into… shit, I'm so sorry"

I shook my head and turned on him as he placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and I shook him off. I glared at him, using anger to hide my insecurities about my attraction towards Jake and wanting nothing more than to be left alone. My family didn't even know I was gay, my mum didn't give a shit and my life was already complicated enough without me having feelings for Jake. I noticed he was still shirtless and I completely ignored his perfectly muscular chest or his beautiful lips and glared angrily at his worried expression, looking like he actually cared about my feelings. I don't need his concern, I've managed fantastically on my own and I didn't need him or anyone else!

"Get out, now!" I told Jake in a serious whisper, clenching my hands into fists and wanting nothing more than to hit a wall.

"No, Adam-" Jake said earnestly, but I quickly cut across him and knew that the only way to get him out was to hurt him.

"I don't want you here!" I told him, fighting back angry tears and quickly moving out of his arms' reach as he tried to hug me "seriously, I'm not going to be messed with by you and I'm not going to be you're little experiment/"

Jake's mouth opened in shock and he seemed lost for words, looking at me with hurt in his eyes. That's all I was though, an experiment. Jake Puckerman was hot, charming and a known womanizer… so how come he's suddenly interested in guys and especially the new kid from a fucked up home and an over achiever. He had no idea that my life is way complicated than anyone thought and I wasn't going to let my guard down to be hurt and betrayed by someone I cared about.

"I'm not messing you around. Adam…" Jake said quietly and looked at me with a sincere expression "I do care about you."

I shook my head, refusing to believe him and crossed my arms over my chest as if I thought I could protect myself from the tidal wave of confusing and terrifying emotions. This was the first time I had allowed myself to give into my suppressed feelings and I could no longer deny the fact that being close to another guy emotionally and intimately was what I secretly desired and I could picture the disapproving face of my father and his hateful words. Why was my life so complicated?!

I glared at Jake, the tears pouring from my eyes and I saw that Jake went to comfort me but stopped himself. I never cried, because I knew it was a sign of being emotionally weak and I hated myself for crying in front of Jake.

"You don't care about me in that way, Jake" I told him firmly, trying hard to keep my voice under control "you're straight, you've never even looked interested in a bloke and you expect me to believe you have feelings for me?!"

"I do!" Jake said tearfully, running his hand over his short cropped hair and staring imploringly at me "maybe I've always been gay, I dunno man. I'm just so confused!"

You're not the only one! But he just said the thing that was clear, he was confused and didn't know what he was feeling… which includes his confusion over his sexuality and me. That thought hurt the most as I looked at Jake's scared eyes and forced myself not to break down.

"Well don't use me as a way to find out!" I said shakily and then took a deep breath to calm my breathing "I need you to go, now…"

"No, Adam… just listen-" Jake begged with his voice choked with painful emotions as he took hold of my hand in both of his, but I pulled away and the look of hurt in his tearful eyes made my heart ache with sadness. I couldn't handle this all in one night, I needed to be alone and not see those beautiful brown eyes fill with tears.

"Jake… please, just go…" I said silently, my body feeling emotionally drained and I angrily wiped the fresh tears from my face. Jake looked at me for a moment, before silently nodding and pulling on his T-shirt and leather jacket. The tears were still visible on his face as he walked to the window and climbed out, not looking back as he climbed the window and began his slow descend to the ground. As soon as he was out the window and safely climbing down the tree, I stormed over to my window and slammed the window shut and pulled the curtains closed to block out the night sky and my view of Jake.

Once alone, I sat on my bed and put my face in my hands as I tried to figure out what the fuck was going on. How did I let that happen? Jake had kissed me and I made no attempted to stop him, almost making me believe that Jake actually liked me in that way. Of course he didn't, how stupid could I actually get? Jake loved Marley and I was simply a distraction… that being sad, the hurt feelings that tore my insides made me blink back more tears. I really thought I'd found some decent friends (one in particular) and my life was finally getting some normality, but it was just getting more fucked up and I know I'd definitely lost Jake as a friend now.

For the first time in years, I completely broke down in tears and knowing that I had no one to turn to.

Author's Note: Thanks for reading and I hope you liked it, the next chapter will be up sometime next week.