After spending hours meeting fans and then eating lunch with Joey and Meghan, Anthony was desperate for some alone time with Ian. He loved meeting up with fans and the general atmosphere at meets ups but now that he knew his time with Ian was limited, he didn't want anyone getting in the way of it. When they finally said their goodbyes to Joey and Meghan and parted ways, Anthony exhaled with relief.

"Now I finally have you to myself," Anthony whispered, his eyes twinkling with excitement. He had no idea where this sudden urge had come from; the urge to hear Ian's laughter, the urge to have Ian's body pressed close to his, the urge for the lips to make contact. Maybe it had always been there deep down inside him, buried beneath thoughts of his girlfriend and the fact that he was supposedly straight. But now that he had finally given in to these urges, there was no denying that they were there.

"So, what do you have in mind?" Ian whispered back, his eyes reflecting the same levels of excitement.

"We should definitely disappear for a bit. If we go back to the hotel then it will be almost impossible for us to be on our own without making people suspicious," Anthony said, frowning slightly. "I know that Dan and Phil wanted to hang out with us."

"We can meet up with them in the evening. We still have a few hours now," Ian replied. "Maybe we can go to the park across from here for a bit? There's probably somewhere we can sit where we won't be seen."

Anthony thought about it for a moment. Hanging out in public was risky but at the same time, it would be a shame to waste the nice weather and they had already spent enough time in that hotel room as it is. "Yeah okay," he nodded in agreement. "As long as we can get some ice cream."

"Whatever you want Anthony," Ian chuckled.

They walked over to the ice cream van parked just outside the park. "What do you want?" Ian asked him.

Anthony hummed whilst scanning the pictures of various cold treats before making his choice. "A whippy cone please," he decided.

Ian looked mildly surprised. "I thought you would have wanted one of the popsicles."

"I like to be different," Anthony shrugged. Ian said no more about it and picked the same thing for himself before handing over the money and collecting the ice creams. He handed one over to Anthony who licked it appreciatively.

"Thanks Ian," Anthony smiled.

"No problem," Ian replied. They walked over to a deserted area of the park and sat behind a relatively large oak tree. The sun shone brightly as they settled down on the soft grass, breathing in the warm spring air.

"This reminds me of old times," Anthony sighed. Ian simply nodded, immediately understanding what he meant by this. They used to hang out all the time at their park in Sacramento, back when they had been inseparable.

"Sometimes I wish we could go back to when we were teenagers," Anthony continued. "When we used to spend hours playing video games in your room and I usually ended up staying for so long that I had to stay over for the night. I took those times for granted."

Ian couldn't help feeling a little sad at what Anthony was saying. He missed those times too but they weren't completely over. They were still best friends and spent loads of time together making videos after all. "You make it sound like I'm dead or something," Ian laughed, not wanting to show his true emotions.

Anthony blushed slightly. "I'm sorry. I just got a bit carried away, you know?" he quickly apologised and took another like of his already-melting ice cream.

"The past is the past. Focus on the present instead," Ian told him before pressing his ice cream on Anthony's nose.

"Hey," Anthony giggled at Ian's childish move. He attempted to try and get him back but Ian predicted he would do this and expertly dodged out of the way.

"Here, let me get it for you," Ian laughed and planted a kiss on Anthony's nose. "There, all gone."

Anthony's cheeks became even redder and he focused his attention on finishing his own ice cream before it dripped all over him. Ian sure knew how to get him flustered. Ian smirked at Anthony's obvious embarrassment and decided to tease him even further by exaggerating the licks on his ice cream. He licked up the ice cream slowly, swirling his tongue around the tip whilst keeping steady eye contact with Anthony. He flicked his tongue back in his mouth once he had gathered a sufficient amount of ice cream on his tongue and swallowed, moaning appreciatively as he did so.

"Ian, stop doing that," Anthony muttered, desperately wanting to look away but unable to. He was trapped by Ian's antics.

"Stop what?" Ian asked, trying to look as innocent as possible before continuing to "eat" his ice cream.

Anthony bit into his cone before answering. "Teasing me with that stupid ice cream," he grumbled.

Ian wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "I am doing nothing of the sort. It must be your dirty imagination running wild again," he smirked. His smirk turned into a full on laugh when he saw Anthony's sulking expression. He was too fun to tease. "Okay okay, I'm sorry," his laugh subsided to a small giggle.

"You are so much trouble Ian," Anthony tutted. "I mean really, did you have to do it with ice cream?"

"Well, it could have been something more…solid but I don't want us to get arrested for public indecency," Ian said casually.

Anthony couldn't help laughing at this one. "Jeez Ian, you must be really horny."

Ian just shrugged. "It's your fault," he pointed out.

"Wait until tonight. Just you and me alone in our room," Anthony winked.

"A-are you being serious?" Ian stuttered slightly, unsure if this was just more teasing or an actual serious offer.

"Why not?" Anthony said. "We're both adults and we've already come this far. Plus, I know that you want it."

This time it was Ian's turn to blush. Could he really go that far with Anthony? Making out had seemed innocent enough but sex with a guy was an entirely different concept.

Anthony noticed Ian's hesitation and was quick to reassure him. "We don't have to do anything that you're not comfortable with."

Ian smiled gratefully at him. "I love you. You know that?"

"I love you too," Anthony whispered and leaned in for a kiss that he had been waiting for all day. Ian's arms immediately found their way around Anthony's neck and Anthony pulled him into his lap, pressing their bodies closer together. There were so many thoughts swirling around his mind as Ian kissed him back hungrily: He's still choosing Melanie over you. You won't be able to kiss him for much longer and many more. He tried to block them out but it became too overwhelming and he pulled away, tears already forming in his eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Ian asked gently, stroking the side of Anthony's face and looking worried.

Anthony sniffed and cleared his throat. "It's just…I-I," his voice cracked. He couldn't finish his sentence. Attempting to talk about it just made it hurt more. Ian kissed his cheek and pulled him in for a warm embrace, Anthony's face buried in the crook of his neck.

"It's gonna be okay," Ian whispered over and over again. He knew how hard this was for Anthony and felt like shit for putting him through it. He couldn't think of any words to say that would make things better so instead he settled for holding him in his arms, gently assuring him that everything would be just fine.

A/N: I was gonna add more to this chapter but I feel like this is a good point to cut things off. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.