"Are you going to the party this weekend?" Witney pops up next to Brett, making him jump slightly.

"What party?"

"Flower Boy's party, apparently it's at the Berntsen's place, I'm only going because she promised booze." Witney rolls her eyes, chewing her gum and twirling a strand of hair between her fingers.

"I'll go, it's free booze." Witney smiles up at him.

"Pick me up at 8!" He leans up and places her lips on his.

They start making out, well Witney does all the work, Brett just stands there with his hands on her hips. He hasn't been returning his kisses this week, due to each time they kissed his mind flooded with Aiden's mouth on his. She pulls back and smiles at him in what only can be what she thinks is sexy.

"See ya in my dorm after class?" She runs a finger down his chest.

"Can't, busy with the boys." He says, taking her hand off her chest.

"Oh, well you better be ready for this weekend then." She smiles and waves before walking away.

He let's out a deep sigh, her disgusting taste still on his tongue. 

"You look like you wanna hurl, what's up?" Taylor asks as he and Caleb walk up to him.

"I do, you guys got any mouth wash?" 

Caleb chuckles and pulls out a small travel sized mouth wash, it may not show, but Caleb was some what of a neat freak.

"Thanks." Brett takes a big drink, he doesn't even spit it out, he just swallows it. "You guys going to the party this weekend?"

"Yeah, you?" Caleb shoves his hands in his pocket.

"It's Flower Boy's birthday party, wouldn't miss it for the world." He smirks at his friends before walking down the hallway, leaving the two to shake their heads. 

........

"Mm!" 

Aiden moans softly into Brett's mouth, his hands gripping tightly onto his shoulders. He smirks into the smaller boys mouth, his hand sliding up under his shirt and caresses his slim chest. Brett presses his body closer to Aiden's, his hand needing at his growing erection. Aiden moans into Brett's mouth, moving his hips to cause more friction, he pulls back and glares at him.

"Touch me already-" 

"Mmm, are you sure?" Brett smirks and leans down, his mouth right next to the smaller boys ear. "Once I start, I may not stop-" 

"Please Brett!" 

Brett let's out a deep growl from the back of his throat, his hands quickly tug on the buttons of Aiden's jeans.

"Aiden-"

"Fuck me like you fuck her."

"Huh?"

Brett sits up, drool on his chin as he looks around, seeing everyone staring at him. He sends them all glares before looking down, his pants having a slight tint in them.

Fuck-

He shifts in his chair, trying to calm his "small" problem down. He thinks of old ladies and Witney, soon after his erection calms down and goes back to normal. Brett sighs and places his face in his hands, his frustration nearly boiling over. The two hadn't kissed since the abandoned classroom, but every night since then Brett had many different dreams about the smaller one, one in the showers, another in his dorm, hell, even even had one of them in the goddamn green house fucking on the small table. He let put a low growl, making the person next to him slide his chair away. 

He rubs his face, standing up and walking out of the room, ignore the cries of protest from his teacher. He stalks down the hallway, his frustration being visible with each step he takes. His mind fills with Aiden, and before he knew it he was walking towards the garden, its calm aura always caught Brett's attention. He walks of of the building, cold crisp air hits his nose and makes him sniffle; his steps crunch on the ground as he draws closer towards the garden, its trees leaves scatter around on the ground. He comes to a halt as he sees non other than Aiden Bishop himself, he grins and starts walking towards him, his pace quicker than before.

Coming up behind the smaller boy, Brett wraps his arms around him, smirking as he feels Aiden slightly jump.

"Hey~" Brett hears Aiden sigh, making the taller feel a bubble of excitement in his stomach.

"B-Brett..." Aiden turns slightly, his head craning to look back at the taller boy.

"I heard about your birthday party this weekend." He dips his head into the crook of Aiden's neck, his lips lightly touch the surface of his soft skin.

"Y-yeah, Wendy's parents said we could throw it at her house..." he looks back down, a faint blush on his face.

"Hmm, when were you going to invite me?" Curiosity filled Brett's mind, pure wonder as to when Aiden was going to invite him.

"I hadn't decided if I was yet." Aiden's words cut Brett like a sharp knife, right through his heart.

"Ouch." He chuckles, laughing it off and looks at the smaller.

"Well, I kinda knew you would go either way just because I heard Witney was coming." Brett watches intently as Aiden's mouth frowns, but quickly turns up in a smile and looks up at him. "So really I didn't need to plan whether you were coming or not." 

"And if I didn't?" He grabs onto Aiden's hips, pulling him close. "Would you have flirted with another man?"

"Mmm-maybe." 

Brett's eyes go wide in shock, his mouth slightly hung open as he gawks at the brunette.

"Really?"

"Yeah I mean, it's not like I belong to you, and let's be honest, you're cheating on Witney with me-" Aiden rolls his eyes slightly, a smirk in his lips. 

Brett gaped at the smaller, shock as to have heard those words, and for them to sound so honest. He stared down at Aiden, his soft brown curls messily splayed across his head while a large thick scarf wrapped around his neck; his once black jeans now having gray knees, and a big knitted pull over sweater that encased his body with warmth.

"So let me get this straight-" he back up so he could look down at him more clearly. "You, Flower Boy, would fucking cheat on me?"

"Brett, we're not dating. You're just using me as an experiment to test your sexuality." Aiden's harsh words once again cut Brett, and Brett scowled at how indecisive Aiden's words were.

"That's not true." Brett hisses out through clenched teeth.

"Oh really? Then why haven't you broken up with Witney then?" Aiden places a hand on his hip, giving the taller boy a blunt look.

"I-"

"Exactly, so Brett, we had a small thing and it died when you couldn't grow balls to break up with your girlfriend so we could be together." Aiden frowns at him. "So yes Brett, I'm allowed to flirt with other people, I'm allowed to be with other people." 

Brett's mouth opens and closes, trying to find words that would fit the situation, sadly no words came to mind and he closed his mouth. Aiden looked hurt, as if Brett's silence confirmed his theory. 

"Bye Brett, maybe I'll see you at the party." Aiden gives a weak smile before turning around and walking into the green house.

Brett stands alone in the large garden, feeling small and vulnerable now that his Flower Boy was gone, now that he was left alone with the many flowers yet Flower Boy was no where. He looks at the ground pouting, looking like a small puppy left behind. Dragging his feet, Brett starts walking back to the school, sorrow filled his heart, but frustration over powered that sorrow. He wasn't mad at Aiden, but mad at himself for not being able to say anything.

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