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Nate Maloley//PARTY PART TWO RECAP Cali chuckled lightly, “Can’t you see, Y/N AND NATE HOOKED UP” sh

Nate Maloley//PARTY PART TWO

RECAP Cali chuckled lightly, “Can’t you see, Y/N AND NATE HOOKED UP” she said loudly, making everyones conversation silence and turn to ours. I hear a loud scoff from Sammy, “w-w-w-wait, you’re telling me, that my boy Skate fucked Y/N.” Whispers started flooding the hall, I turned to Cali. “How could you,” I yelled. “Look what you fucking did!” I looked over at Nate, to see him looking down. I scoffed and walked over to him, he raised his head. “What we did..Was a mistake, I should have known you were just like the rest of them. We were drunk and it was fucking stupid.” “Y/N, I-” He started. “Save it. I’m not worth your breath.” I interrupted. “Bye Nate” I pushed past Sammy and walked right by my friends, I can’t stand to be here right now. I thought I could handle this. Wrong. I walked out the building to my car, when I heard footsteps approaching behind me. I turned around to see the person I least expected.

“What now, Nate?”

Nate takes a deep breath, trying to hold back a fit of anger, hurt and humiliation. He looks down, speaking quietly. “Is it true?”

My anger soon fades when I see him, the real him. Not the jock that plays every girl in school. I saw the chill, laid back guy with good taste in music. The guy that was at the party. “W-w-wh-what?”

He scoffed, “C'mon Y/N, don’t play dumb with me Lil'Mama. What you said in the school is it true? Do you regret it? Ya know hooking up?”

I shook my head in disbelief, I sighed. “Do you want my honest opinion?” He nodded. “I don’t regret sleeping with the guy at the party. The one that was laidback, The one that didnt care what people thought of him.” I paused, trying fight my tears.

“But I do regret sleeping with this Nate. You’re not the guy you were at the party. And because of that I am ashamed of people thinking that I fell for one of your famous traps. I hate the idea of people thinking that I slept with the Nate they think you are.” I began to walk towards my car, but I was stopped by two strong arms wrapping around my waist.

I turned around. “Nate, I-” I was cut off by his lips pressing to mine, bringing me back to what I experienced with him at the party. I wanted pull away, I did. But there is something about him that makes me want more. I gave in, and wrapped my arms are his neck, deepening the kiss. Everything seemed to fade, like nothing else in the world existed. Hard to beieve that the infamous Nate Maloley can make me feel like such a sap.

When we pulled apart. I smiled up at him. “Look, Y/N..I-”

“SKATE? WHAT THE FUCK HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU BRO?!” Sammy yelled by the school doors, surrounded by all the people who were in the hallway. He walked towards Nate. When he got closer, you can see the disbelief in his face, “Skate, you could legit have any girl in this school and yet I find you here with this loser.” He chuckled, pushing Nate back, hearing gasps coming from the crowd of students.

Nate stumbled before quickly regaining his balance. Nate chuckled lightly and glanced at me before charging at Sammy, tackling him to the ground. Soon Nate started throwing punch after punch at his best friend. Sammy managed to get out from under Nate and throw him to the ground. The roles reversed, Sammy grabbed Nate by his shirt, “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? GOING AFTER THIS NO GOOD, FAT, FUGLY BI-”

“NO!!” Nate interuppted, picking Sammy up by the collar. I could see the veins sticking out of his neck and arms out of pure anger and tension. It was kinda hot. “YOU DO NOT GET TO TELL ME WHO I GO FOR. YOU DO NOT GET TO TELL THAT BEAUTIFUL GIRL SHE IS NOTHING. SHE MEANS SOMETHING TO ME YOU PEICE OF SHIT.”

Sammy scoffed, “And what exactly does she mean to you Skate? C'mon man, I know you. All of this? Over a girl?”

“You really don’t get it, do ya Sam? She isn’t just some girl. She is so much more. Wanna know why?” Nate explained as Sam nodded, giving in. “She sees the real me, I hate being known as some player that gets with all the girls..why can’t you accept that man?”

“So you’re just done, with me? with basketball?”

“What? NO. Stupid. I love basketball and youre my brother dude, you’re a dick, but you’re still my best friend. But Y/N is just as important and i’m tired of hiding that.” Nate looked over at me, signalling me to walk over. I cautiously made my way over to Nate and Sammy. I latched myself onto to Nates side, he wrapped his arms around and kissed my head.

I looked at Sammy and he smiled lightly at me. “Hey man. I see what she does to you.” He said sincerely to Nate, “You fucking sap. But hey, if you’re happy then I guess she’s alright.” I smiled and nodded my head as a thank you, “Maybe we’ll even get her to smoke a few with us”

I laugh, “Good luck with that Wilkinson.” Sammy smirked, walking back into the school, taking the crowd of shocked students with him, leavingme and Nate alone in the parking lot.

I looked at Nate to see him with cuts and brusies all over him. “Even though you look so hot, we should go get you cleaned up.” I joked, making him smile.

“Mmm So you’re going to be my nurse, lil'mama” he said close to my lips. I roll my eyes before slamming my lips onto his.

“C'mon you idiot, I’ll drive.” I said pulling him to my car.

//THE END.?// so that is part two of party..enjoy babes


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< p> PARTY//Nate Maloley All I could think in my head was “Fuck”. Today was the first day back

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PARTY//Nate Maloley

All I could think in my head was “Fuck”.

Today was the first day back after Spring Break and I was not looking forward to it. There are two types of teenagers during Spring Break. There are the party animals. Then there are the chilled out, rather stay home and watch Netflix than socialize people. I(obviously) am the second one.

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p> INormally I choose to hide in my room and binge watch my favourite series, but my friends decided that they were going to drag me to the last party of Spring Break. It just so happened to be Nate Maloley’s party. I was not looking forward to it. He was the star basketball player, key word player. By the time my friends and I showed up there was at least 70 people. As soon as we all stepped through the door my friends were gone.

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p> I made my way over to the drinks. This was going to be a long ass night if I don’t have alcohol in my system. I picked up a red cup, chugging the unknown mixture down, when the bitch of the school came up to me.“Oh, Y/N you’re here? wow, this party must suck.” she smirked at me before spilling her drink all over my shirt.

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p> I scoffed as she walked away. “Bitch” I muttered. Throwing away my drink, I made my way up the stairs, trying to find a bathroom or a empty room that wasn’t in use..if you know what I mean. ;)

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p> After 15 minutes of walking in on unpleasent sights I found an unoccupied room. I walked in and locked the door, making sure no one would walk in. I sighed, hearing bass of the music pounding throughout the walls. I took off my shirt and looked around for something to dry it with. As I looked around I saw medals and trophies, signed basketballs and a huge shelf of music. It must be Nate’s room.

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p> I put my shirt down and walked towards the music collection. He surprisingly had a good taste in music..too bad he’s a dick. All of a sudden I heard someone cough, I whipped my head around to see a smirking Nate.

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p> “WHAT THE FUCK?!? HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?” I screamed at him trying to hide my exposed chest. It was so awkward. I’m not skinny whatsoever. I’m average…I’m nothing like what Nate goes for. He smiled even wider as he moved closer to me, moving my arms away from my body.

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p> “Last I checked, this was my room, plus I was using my bathroom.” He said in a cocky tone. “Damn Y/N you’re fine as hell.” He smirked as he pulled me closer to him. I didn’t know what was happening. All of a sudden Nate’s lips were on mine as his hands roamed my body, adoring every curve, “You’re beautiful.” He said before finding my sweet spot. Things got heated quick, soon I was straddling him on his bed. Let’s just say, I hooked up with Nate Maloley that night.

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p> Its been 3 days since then,now being the first day back, I was freaking out walking into school.

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p> All I could think in my head was “Fuck”.

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p> I take a breath and walk through the doors with my head held high, prepared for whatever may happen for today. I opened my locker when my friends came up to me.

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p> “Soooooo…what’d you think of the party, we barely saw youuu” my friend Anna winked. I blushed.

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p> “Must’ve been good for you then. Soo,” my friend Cali nudged me. “Who was it?!

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p> “Guys stop. I-I-it was nothing, just ya know a random hook up” I said nervously, praying to God that would stop asking about the party.

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p> “Okay. Y/N. Seriously. Spill. Who was it?” Anna said, as soon as the words left her mouth. Nate’s group walked around the corner. I looked at Nate to find that he was staring at me. Our eyes locked and he smirked. Our gaze held until they stopped at Sammy’s locker, which happened to be just down the hall. Great.

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p> I was snapped out of my thoughts by Cali, “OH MY GOD, Y/N..WHAT THE FUCK?!?!”. Anna and I looked at each other with the exact same confused expression.

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p> “Uhmm, What did I do?” I questioned.

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p> “Why? How come you didn’t tell us..seriously dude?!” Cali exclaimed

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p> “Wait, hold up.. What are you on about?” Anna chimed in.

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p> “You don’t see it, Anna..It is soo obvious, I mean its written all over both of their faces.”

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p> “Cali, just drop it.” I said, starting to panic.

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p> NO..Cali, spill it.” Anna pressed.

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p> Cali chuckled lightly, “Can’t you see, Y/N AND NATE HOOKED UP” she said loudly, making everyones conversation silence and turn to ours.

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p> I hear a loud scoff from Sammy, “w-w-w-wait, you’re telling me, that my boy Skate fucked Y/N.”

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p> Whispers started flooding the hall, I turned to Cali. “How could you?!?!” I yelled. “Look what you fucking did!” I looked over at Nate to see him looking down. I scoffed and walked over to him, he raised his head.

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p> “What we did..Was a mistake, I should have known you were just like the rest of them. We were drunk and it was fucking stupid.”

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p> “Y/N, I-” He started.

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p> “Save it. I’m not worth your breath.” I interrupted. “Bye Nate” I pushed past Sammy and walked right by my friends, I can’t stand to be here right now. I thought I could handle this. Wrong. I walked out the building to my car, when I heard footsteps approaching behind me. I turned around to see the person I least expected.

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p> “What now Nate?”

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PART TWO??


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p.s I know this sucks But I needed to post
DAYS WITH MATT i finally finished this one and i am hoping that the wait was worth it. im sorry yall

DAYS WITH MATT

i finally finished this one and i am hoping that the wait was worth it. im sorry yall

I giggled as Matt started placing light kisses all over my face, he was making a snapchat video. “Matt- Stop.” I laughed trying to push him away, he stopped and layed on top of me still recording, he placed his face in the crevace of my neck.

“I love you.” He said before placing a peck on my lips, ending the video.

I looked at him, pulling out my phone. Matt looks at me as I start recording, zooming in closer to his face, “Y/N, what are you doing?” He ask as I burst out laughing right before the video ends.

“You’re a jerk, Y/L/N” He smiled, shaking his head.

I kiss him, “Mm, but I’m your jerk.” With that, I crawl onto Matt, smashing my lips onto his, he slowly placed me down on his bed crawling on top of me, deepening the kiss. God, I love this boy.

1 hr later

“Matthew.” I said, lifting my head off his lap looking at him.

“Y/N.” He mocked, glancing up from his phone smiling.

“Let’s be productive.”

“Well, what do you have in mind babe.” He winked.

I playing hit his arm, causing him to laugh, “Not that, Espinosa! We should film some videos, I mean I need to post and you definitley need to post considering you never do.”

“Fineeee.” Matt agreed. I’m a youtuber, that’s how Matt and I met. We went to the same digitour about a year and a half ago and we just hit it off. Now we’re both living in L.A and it’s perfect

“Wait. What did you have in mind, Y/N?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“I wanna do the makeup tag.”

“No. No way, Y/N.”

“Matt pleeeeaaassseee?” I ask pouting. He takes out his phone and takes a picture of me to post on twitter saying: about to film with this dork I look at him, “Okay I’ll film that video if you come and give me a kiss, you cute goof.” I smiled so big and pounced on him making him fall backwards, kissing lips while he was laughing.

I pulled away, looking at him. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, “God, how did I get so lucky?” He said, I looked away blushing. I kissed his nose and mouthed ’ I love you’ before getting up to go set up for the video.

“Hey guys, It’s Matt and today I am joined here with my beautiful dork of a girlfriend, Y/N.” He said, placing a kiss on the side of my mouth. I wave and smile, “Hi Guys. Just to let you know, Matthew sucks.” I joke, looking at him.

“Anyway, today I am letting her do what I swore I wouldn’t let anyone do, but she wouldn’t stop pouting. Plus it helps she’s really cute.. but I am going to hate this.” He stated looking into the camera.

“Y/N, why don’t you tell them what you are about to do to me.” He sighs wiping his face with his hands in nervousness.

I chuckle, “Today, I am going to be doing Matt’s makeup and turn him into a pretty girl.” I squeal, pinching the frowning boys cheeks. “Let’s just get this over with.” Matt groans as I smile.

“OH MY GOD.” Matt yells, examining every inch of his freshly done face, “Y/N?!? WHAT DID YOU DO?” He screams, starting to freak out. Which ends up me having a laugh attack every time I make eye contact with the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen.

“Well, that is it for this video. If you want to see how Y/N’s face turns out, then I’ll leave a link below to her channel. I love you guys so much and I’ll see you next week!” He says.

“Or whenever he decides to upload again because his schedules suck.” I joke, sticking my tongue out at him.

“Bye guys.” He says before leaning in to kiss me, right before our lips touch, he turns to the camera and smirks before covering the lens and placing a kiss on my lips.

“You know, you are a really pretty boy.”

“Stop, Y/N I’m going to take this shit off my face and then you’re getting payback.” He smirks walking to the bathroom.

“Matthew Lee Espinosa. I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!” I scream as I put the mirror down to look at a giggling Matt. He just finished doing my makeup for the video and I look like a clown.

“Isn’t my girl a stunner?” Matt says laughing squishing my cheeks together.

“SO I am going to go attempt to get this all off my face. We did the same video on Matt’s channel so I will link it below along with all the basic links to my social media. But I will see you next week looking like a normal human. Bye Guys!” I say kissing my hand before covering the camera.

“Hey, Y/N after you get my masterpiece off your face, we should do a younow.” Matt called from the living room.

“Sounds good, my laptop is in your room. You can start and I’ll join in when I finish getting your work of art off my face.” I yelled back.

“Okay!” He yelled back, he smirked at me as he walked by the bathroom, he poked his head back in, “By the way, Y/N.” He said walking into the bathroom wrapping his arms around my waist as I finished getting off the last spot of makeup, “YOU are my work of art.” He smiled, placing a long kiss on my lips before walking out.

“You’re such a dork, Matthew!” I giggled, shutting off the light in the bathoom before running to the couch and flopping on top of Matt.

“Y/N Get your butt off of me!” I laugh and kiss his cheek before sitting beside him. I see that Matt had YouNow already set up, so I waved.

“Babe, they say we’re trending on twitter.” He laughed. I pull out my phone to check the trends.

“Matt, they’re not joking. Y/S/N is trending number one!!” I squealed showing Matt my phone.

“Thank you guys so much for your support!! I love you so so so much. ” I say to YouNow blowing a kiss.

“Ayyye, where’s my kiss? I also helped get it trending, you bumhole.” he faked pouted.

“Oh, baby. Here you go.” I gave him a quick peck on the cheek before turning my attention back to reading the comments flooding in on our broadcast. I laughed at some of them. Some were freaking out that their OTP just had a moment before her own eyes. One girl asked when our videos will be up.

“My video will be up Monday, but who knows when Matthews will be because he is kinda lazy.” I joke.

“ I can hear, Miss Y/L/N” Matt said sassily.

I smiled and read a question out loud, “Matt, what are your nicknames for Y/N.”

He smirked and slung his arm around me pulling close, “It depends, usually it’s Babe or her last name. But I like to annoy her and call her muffin and honeysuckle.” He said piching my cheeks.

“I like to call him Dork because he is one.” I joke sticking my tongue out to Matt. “But I can be sweet and call him Babe.” I say still looking at him before pressing a kiss on his cheek.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, dork.”


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IM GOING TO SEE SHAWN AUGUST 2ND ASHDKDKSLSIEUKEVF I’m going on a 6hr road trip with my friend

IM GOING TO SEE SHAWN AUGUST 2ND ASHDKDKSLSIEUKEVF

I’m going on a 6hr road trip with my friends just to go see Shawn perform but it’s soooo worth it…MY BABY SHAWN


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Warnings: homophobia, internalized homophobia, implied smut

Summary: Spot never understood why the universe hated him, and he made sure to keep his soulmate a secret.

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Babies were always born with their soulmate’s name on their wrist, staying faint until they hit puberty when it finally started to get darker. Spot was lucky to have the name so faint for many years, but the second it had become eligible his father didn’t want to have anything to do with it. His parents became hostile toward him, putting him down for something that he didn’t have any control over. He’d learned to despise the name, Anthony Higgins. He couldn’t help but feel hatred toward his soulmate because of the problems it had caused him ever since it’d appeared. 

Months after Anthony’s name appeared on Spot’s wrist his father would throw slurs at him, telling him that it was wrong. Sometimes he’d forget, almost acting civil toward Spot until he caught the name in the corner of his eye. Spot couldn’t remember the amount of times he got lectured about the name from his father. His mother had been different, showing her support whenever his father wasn’t around, but that was no use. Spot had always looked up to his father ever since he could remember, and to not have his support put Spot in a bad pace with the situation that he was now in.

Years after the mark appeared Spot started to admire it in secret, feeling ashamed of himself for even wondering who Anthony may be. Everyday Spot found different ways to hide the name on his wrist, whether it was wearing long sleeves, bracelets, or even make up. Spot was adamant about telling all of his friends that he didn’t have a soulmate, always ignoring and avoiding the topic anytime it came up. It hadn’t been until Spot had started to fall for his best friend that he was a bit more okay with the name on his wrist. He thought if he could have a crush on someone, surely there could be mistakes with the name that would appear on someone’s wrist.

“Spot, are you listening?” Race asked from across the lunch table making Spot snap out of his thoughts. He looked over at Race with a questioning look, and Race scooted closer. “Can I come over today? My parents are going at it again. Maybe we can play games like we used to?” Race asked, a small smile forming on his face at the thought.

Spot tried to ignore the butterflies he got in his stomach when he’d seen Race’s smile, only giving him a shy nod and a small yes. He’d stopped inviting Race over as soon as he realized he’d had a crush on him, only having him come over when he suggested it himself and it had felt like years since he’d gone over. Spot could feel the blush forming once he’d remembered the amount of nights he spent secretly masturbating in his room and Race’s name slipped from his lips.

Race followed Spot after school to his car, climbing into the passenger side, and the rest of the ride was quiet, the only noise that filled the car was the radio. Spot couldn’t get the thoughts out of his head no matter how hard he tried to push them away. It didn’t help when Race would start quietly humming along and reaching over to playfully punch him and make his heart flutter. It was like a breath of fresh air once he parked the car and got out, putting some distance between him and Race

“Race! You haven’t been over in a while how have you been?” Spot’s mom asked as soon as they both walked in, stopping them dead in their tracks.

“Mrs. Conlon, I’ve been good, I hope you’ve been the same.” Race gave her a polite smile before getting dragged away by Spot. They threw their backpacks to the side, plopping down on Spot’s bed, grabbing controllers to play. They did quietly for about an hour before Spot’s mom knocked on the door and they had to pause it.

“Sean I’m going to work, I left money on the counter if you boys wanted to buy pizza for dinner.” Spot’s mom peeked her head around the corner of the door smiling at both of them. “Stay as long as you’d like Race, I’m sure Sean wouldn’t mind giving you a ride to school tomorrow if you stay over.” She explained and Race nodded slowly, trying to process the name he’d just heard.

Race knew Spot’s last name was Conlon, and he knew that so many other people were out there with the same last name. He also knew Spot didn’t have a soulmate, or that’s what he’d told everybody. Race also knew the name on his wrist, said Sean Conlon, and that he’d had the biggest crush on his best friend ever since they’d met. He knew Spot wouldn’t have ever lied to him about having a soulmate… but there was something in him that was telling him otherwise. He did recall just how horrible Spot’s father was toward him, and he just never knew why, figuring it must’ve just been the way he’d decided to raise Spot. 

It all seemed to click for Race in that moment. Why Spot never let anyone see his wrist. Why Spot always denied having a soulmate. Or the fact that anytime anyone mentioned him getting a girlfriend he’d get uncomfortable and defensive about not needing anybody. It made even more sense once Race wrapped his head around just how Spot had been acting around him. Spending less time with each other. Only talking during lunch when their friends were around. Race couldn’t help but hope he was right, but he wouldn’t know until he asked.

“Your name’s Sean?” Race asked, making Spot shrug.

“Yeah why?” He looked at Race, his eyebrows knit together.

“And… you don’t have a soulmate?” Race asked again, making Spot sigh in frustration.

“No, I don’t.” Spot replied defensively. 

“So you wouldn’t mind showing me your wrist then?” Race asked, reaching for Spot’s arm that had always stayed covered.

“It’s none of your business what’s on my wrist Higgins.” Spot clenched his jaw, pulling his arm away.

“It’s not a big deal, everyone has it. What? They have a funny name or something?” Race asked, getting closer.

“I don’t have one!” Spot exclaimed and Race finally blurted it out.

“Anthony! My name’s Anthony.” Race explained quickly, watching as Spot froze and looked at him in shock. “Now, can I see your wrist. Please.” Race almost begged, but Spot wasn’t going to break that easily. Not now, not when all the years of lectures and dirty remarks and looks from his father were taking over any other thought he had.

“I’m not gay.” Spot managed to get out once he realized he hadn’t said anything. 

“Then just show me. Really, it’s not a big deal.” Race explained scooting even closer.

“Race really, I’m not.” Spot almost begged. Begging for it to be a dream, begging for it to all somehow be a mistake, almost begging as though he was trying to convince no one but himself.

“That’s it.” Race muttered, lunging forward and pinning Spot to his bed. Spot was shocked for a second, but recovered and started fighting back against Race, both boys rolling around and trying to be the one on top. It was no use once Race tangled his legs with Spot’s. Being taller than him finally had his advantages and Spot laid there helplessly while Race rolled up his long sleeve and saw his name across Spot’s wrist. “You’ve been hiding from me Conlon.” Race whispered with a smirk, looking back at the boy, both of them staying quiet once they’d realized the position they were in.

Race leaned down, Spot’s eyes fluttering closed almost instantly, both of their lips meeting in the middle. Race smiled into the kiss, his fingers interlacing with Spot’s, his legs untangling and stradling Spot’s waist instead. As much as Spot tried to stop himself, he kissed back and his entire body felt warm and tingly. Part of him wanted to pull Race closer, run his fingers through his hair and pull at it to hear anything he could get from the boy above him, but that was when he’d finally realized just what they were doing.

“No.” Spot breathed out, pushing Race away from him, sitting up. “We shouldn’t, it’s wrong.” Spot explained, but his eyes said otherwise, looking down at Race’s lips before looking back up at his eyes.

“If it’s wrong then I don’t want to be right.” Race whispered, holding Spot’s face in his hands pulling him in for a passionate kiss. A small moan left Spot, his hands holding onto Race’s shirt tightly, his mind racing with emotions. He wasn’t sure if he should allow himself to feel this way, the years of denial and shame hitting him all at once, but the whole feeling he got when Race’s lips were against his made the feelings get pushed to the back of his mind.

Spot finally gave in, letting the feeling consume him. He wrapped his arms around Race’s neck, pulling him closer. All too soon they pulled apart, both of them panting trying to catch their breaths. Before Spot could process the kiss, Race’s lips were already kissing his jaw and making their way down his neck.

“Race.” Spot let out a small moan when Race started nipping at his neck. “Y-you can’t leave a mark. My dad will kill me.” Spot whimpered out when Race kissed his sweet spot.

“Then I’ll just have to do it somewhere that you can hide.” Race explained, grabbing Spot’s arm and started to leave soft kisses and sucked at the skin around his name on Spot’s wrist making a deep blush form on Spot’s face while he watched Race’s every move. “It’ll be our little secret.” Race whispered with a wink, pulling Spot in for another kiss.

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