(Just like the last chapter, somewhat of gay scene!)

Brett smirks at the smaller brunette from across the food hall, watching as he squirms while his friends point at the mark on his neck. He chuckles lightly and looks back down at his plate of spaghetti and meatballs.

"What's so funny baby?" Witney wraps her arms around Brett's, making sure to press her breast against him.

He holds back a gag and smiles at her. "Just remembered a joke, that's all."

She gives a small frown before joining back into the conversation she was having with her friends. He rolls his eyes and looks at Caleb and Taylor as they stare back at him.

"What?" He gives them a look, resting his chin in his hand as he goes back to watching Aiden.

"Nothing? You just were staring, that's all." Caleb chuckles.

"Weah-" Taylor swallows the bite in his mouth. "Can't take your eyes off him."

Caleb and Taylor laugh as Brett sends a glare their way.

"Cool your tits man, it's just a joke." Caleb shakes his head, taking a bite of his bread stick.

"So what if I was..." he looks down.

He knows he shouldn't be feeling this way, but he just can't help watching the smaller boy squirm under pressure, watch him wither. He remembers the first day they met, Aiden had cried over the dead flower, his tears flowing down his cheeks like a stream.

"You did this- how could you!?"

Brett flinches as those words circle his mind, rolling around like a boulder down a hill. He looks up to see Aiden smiling at a small girl, a faint blush could be seen from where Brett was, he felt his jaw clench and his fist tightened. Some time after Brett let's out a breathe he didn't know he was holding in as he watches the girl smile back at the "bad kids" table, one of the girls sending her a wink back. Aiden nods smiling before turning back to his friends with a deep blush on his face.

"Oh Brett," he looks down at Witney, a fake smile stretched on his lips. "Where did you go after class, I couldn't find you and I got worried!"

"I'm sorry, but I had to go meet with a teacher about some work." He musters up a good enough excuse, good thing she fell for it or else Brett would have spat out the truth.

"Oh ok!" She smiles and hugs his arm.

The truth being, after hearing about what happened yesterday with Aiden during todays lunch, Brett instantly went looking for him after classes.

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Brett sat in his seat, staring intently at Aiden from across the food hall, wondering why his friends were fretting over him more than usual. He's pulled out of his thoughts when he hears Witney and her friends mention the smaller brunette's name.

"Omg, did you hear what happened last night at the boys dorm room entrance?" Kaley, a short blonde with way too much lip infusions asked.

"No, what happened?" Hailey, a tall brunette asked from across the table.

"Well apparently Flower Boy collapsed for no reason and had to be rushed to the clinic." 

Brett nearly stops eating to look at them and ask 'what!?', but he holds back so he won't be questioned or interfere with the conversation they were having.

"Nuh-uh, he probably just faked it." Witney says, picking at her plate of french fries.

"No I swear, I heard it with my own ears today in class! Flower Boy walked in and Mr. Jade said, 'I thought you wouldn't be joining us today Mr. Bishop.'" She tried mimicking his deep raspy voice. "And then when Flower Boy said he still wanted to come to class, Mr. Jade said he was proud of students like him for going to class even after collapsing."

Witney and Hailey gawk at the news Kaley just dropped on them.

"Oh!" She points her blue fake manicure nail at the two. "And apparently Principal O'Neill gave him an excuse for all his classes for the day."

"Oh damn- it must be real then." Hailey says, Kaley nods in agreement.

"Well that's what he gets, he shouldn't have given my baby roses knowing he has me. Goddamn faggot." She rolls her eyes before glaring at Aiden's head.

Brett tightens his jaw in attempt to not lose it on the skank next to him, he looks up to see Caleb and Taylor giving him a look that says 'oh shit, calm down dude.' He rolls his eyes and stands up suddenly.

"Where you going baby?" Witney pouts looking up at him, grabbing his hand.

"Take a piss." He pulls his hand away and sends a glare down at her, before walking out of the room.

......

After his last class, Brett quickly leaves before Witney could follow him, he had his mind set on one person, and that person was not Witney. He stalked down the hall, people parting like the red sea as they see him coming, whispers fill the hall as Brett's head looks left and right searching. Finally giving up after 20 minutes, he decides to head towards the food hall; the frown on his face falls as he spots the smaller brunette, a grin replacing it as he speeds up his pace. He comes up behind Aiden and wraps his arm around his waist, pulling him back against his chest.

"Hey, do you mind if I borrow Flower Boy for a sec?" Brett smirks down at the small girl.

"U-um well, I-I don't think that's u-up to me." The girl looks at Aiden, her face slightly forming a frown.

"Hmm, would you like me to borrow you for a sec?" Brett looks down, smirking as he tries to see Aiden's facial expression.

"No I-"

"He'll see ya later love." Brett turns and drags Aiden down the hall by his waist, a smile plastered on his face.

"Let me go, that was rude of you to take me away!" Aiden struggles against Brett's arm, making him tighten his hold around his waist.

"And I give two fucks? No." Brett smirks, knowing exactly where to take the smaller.

Brett smiles as he hears Aiden sigh, having stopped trying to get away. Brett leads them down a hall and into a room, it looks to be a storage room that hasn't been used in years. Old desk loiter along along the far wall, stacks of chairs that reach the ceiling sit in the corner, dust covers every unmoving object in the room. He smiles, knowing no one would bother looking for them here.

"So why did you bring me here?" Aiden looks at Brett, his lips pursed together, making the taller boy smirk.

"I wanted to talk." Brett walks up to Aiden, he places his hands on his waist.

"Okay well," Aiden pushes agaisnt his chest. "Why should I talk to you after the stunt you pulled yesterday?"

"Because I'm worried Flower Boy." Brett gives a small frown, trying hard to not let his laughter out.

"Oh really. Why are you worried? You weren't worried after you told the whole goddamn school I gave you roses." Aiden snaps, his hands resting on his hips.

"Because I didn't know it would make you faint." Brett takes another step, his hand resting on Aiden's cheek, he notes that Aiden's skin feels soft, soft as a baby's bottom.

"Knock it off Brett-" he slaps his hand away. "You don't care, so stop pretending like you do and fuck off. I don't want your disgusting hands touching me." 

Something inside of Brett snaps and he leans forward, grabbing Aiden's hands, pulling him close.

"Oh I disgust you?" He leans down, his mouth close to Aiden's ear. "That hurt my feelings Flower Boy." 

Brett presses his lips on the soft skin under Aiden's earlobe, smiling as he feels the smaller boy shudder underneath him. He feels Aiden's hands come up to grabs his shirt, making him want to just pull it off so those soft hands would touch his skin.

"S-stop, you d-don't even like me." Aiden pushes on his chest looking up at Brett. "So why are you doing this?"

Brett stares down at the boy, his mind swirling with thoughts until suddenly one stands out and he places a hand on the smaller's cheek before saying:

"Because I wanted to." He leans forward and places his lips on Aiden's, his other hand pulling him closer by the waist.

Brett smiles into the kiss, happy Aiden doesn't pull back or tries to run away. Instead, Aiden wraps his arms around his neck, making his smile grow wider. He pushes down, deepening the kiss, pleasure shooting down his back. Brett had never felt like this when he kissed anyone else, especially when he made out with Witney. He thinks of all the times they made out, all the times she tried turning him on by showing him her boobs, or even other parts, when all Aiden had to do was send him that nervous but adorable glance, or his small smile, or even his pouting face.

Brett thinks back to the first time he kissed Aiden in the green house, the way his lips molded perfectly with his, the way he felt in Brett's grasp. Brett walks him back up against a wall, his arm against the wall while his other rest on Aiden's waist. Aiden moans softly into the kiss as Brett tugs on his bottom lip, his teeth holding tightly onto the soft flesh. That small moaned riled Brett up, making him want to just flip Aiden and rip his pants off.

"Damn Aiden-" Brett slides his thigh in between Aiden's legs. "Already like this from a kiss?"

Aiden looks down and whimpers softly, stirring Brett on more than already was. He looks away, his face a deep scarlet as he bites down on his sore bottom lip; Brett lifts his hand up, resting his fingers under Aiden's chin ad he forces him to look his way.

"Don't you dare look away from me." His voice comes out in a near growl.

Brett smirks as Aiden whimpers, nodding his head.

"Look at you~" Brett's thigh rubs agaisnt the cloth covered erection, making the smaller boy gasp. "You like that?"

Aiden bites his lip and closes his eyes, he nods his head as he leans it back agaisnt the wall. Brett grins and slowly moves his thigh, pushing it softly into the smaller, making sure to watch his facial expression carefully. Aiden gasps, reaching up and grips tightly onto his shoulders before looking down at his thigh.

"Mmm-" Brett leans down and nips on the boys neck. "Damn you taste good."

"Ah~" Aiden's moan escaped, making him blush even more.

Brett grinned, his thigh coming up and rubbed harshly against Aiden's lower region.

"Brett, s-stop, dinner." Aiden's hands slide up to his hair and tugs lightly. 

"How can I stop when you look so goddamn sexy?" Brett leans back down, biting sharply onto Aiden's soft pale skin.

"Ah!" Aiden jolts forward, his hard member pushing against the others thigh, Brett's tongue slides over the red flesh, both knowing it'll leave a mark.

Brett moves his thigh, and steps back to look at Aiden.

"Time for dinner." Brett smirks and walks away, giving him a wink before shutting the door behind him.

He walks down the hall, a large smirk plastered on his face. He soon walks down the hall filled with other students, his face turning stone as he glares at a few people. He walks into the food hall and smirks at his friends.

"What did you do?" Caleb asks, rolling his eyes.

"Oh nothing~" Brett smirks, looking down at the plate one of them saved him.

"Oh really? That's the look of a Brett that's done something." Taylor gives him a knowing look and frowns.

"Well maybe something good happen." Brett shrugs, giving them a sly smile.

~~~~~

Brett smirks to himself as he stands up.

"Whe-"

"Tired." Brett nods to his friends before leaving the food hall, but not before sending a wink to a staring Aiden.