~Owen~

I have never felt like this before. Where my heart was beating so hard I feared it would escape my chest. Or how I became so nervous my palms sweat and I had to wipe them down on my jeans.

Wyatt.

That was all I could think of lately. His messy white blonde hair falling in his face, his mesmerizing gray blue eyes that sucked you in with their purity and innocents, but the pain was always present deep within those beautiful orbs. It made me angry when I think of how that look of hurt and pain got there. I should show this Derek what happens when you hurt someone one I care so dearly for. That was just it. I did care about Wyatt, more than I ever care about anyone.

The fuzzy feeling when he was around was a sure sign he was burying himself deep within my heart and to be honest I didn't want to him out. I liked him there. I had a feeling if I worked hard enough that I would be able to make him forget about that jackass ex of his and make him loosen up more. Was I being selfish because I ignored his constant retreats every time I got close or when he caught himself gave into me.

God and that kiss, it was the best kiss I had ever experienced and I craved so much more now. His lips were teasing me every time I looked at them, that full bottom lip that he occasionally nibbled on begging for me to bit into it, his top lips that was I bit thinner still sexy as ever. He was a temptation I had to have and not just sexually, I had never looked at him just for that. It wasn't what drew me to him. It was the first time at that party where he was sitting there on the kitchen counter alone, his legs dangling off the edge and the most lonesome and crushed look on his face that broke my heart right there. I had the strongest feeling that told me that he needed me and I wanted to help him that was the day I knew I would never be the same. He changed me forever.

Wyatt was missing school lately and I knew exactly why. He was hiding, not wanting to face that he was starting to feel for me like I had been for him all this time. I knew he was scared of being hurt again but I was incapable of doing anything to hurt him. I would do anything for him which scared me a lot.

"Owen dude I haven't talked to you in a while how it's going?" Richard said coming up behind me and slapping my back. I smiled at him and shrugged a shoulder.

"Good and you"

"Same, where's your beau?" he teased. We were both heading down towards the pools for practice.

"Absent and he's not my beau.. yet" I winked. Richard laughed pushing open the locker room door.

"Yeah, actually I haven't seen him for a while now, has he finally realized your bad news?" he grinned evilly.

"Haha so funny I forgot to laugh." I rolled my eyes throwing my shirt down on the bench and unbuttoned my jeans.

"Come on dude I'm hilarious." He told me cocky of himself.

"More like humiliating, hahaha" I fake laughed at him then gave him a flat look. Richard held his hands up in surrender.

"Alright dang pull the claws back kitty cat." I just shook my head dropping my boxers and pulling up my speedo.

"Wyatt's hiding out at home." I explained a few moments later. Rich frowned.

"How do you know that?" he asked pulling on his speedo as well.

"I kissed him and now he's hiding from his feeling." I never hide anything from Richard we told everything to each other so I wasn't guilty for telling him this, I trusted him to keep everything we talked about confidential like I would do for him. When he didn't say anything I looked over to him to see him frowning down at the floor.

"What?" I asked. He pressed his lips in a tight line and looked up at me.

"You really like him?" I think it was a question but it came out as a statement.

"Well yeah, I wouldn't be doing all this if I didn't. He's growing on me faster than I thought anyone could." I sat down next to him and lowered my voice leaning close to him. "If I'm to be honest with myself, I know he's the one. I think I might be in love with him Rich." There was a great feeling of elation with my confession. Richard bit down on his lip coming to his feet abruptly and closed the locker closed. I watched him walk away leaving me confused.

With a deep frown on my face I set off after him out into the pool area.

"Rich?" I called but he didn't stop so I jogged faster avoiding puddles on the ground so I didn't slip.

"Rich!" I reached and pulled him to a stop by his shoulder. He spun around worry etched in his face. "What's wrong? I thought you would be happy for me." I admitted a little hurt at his negative attitude. His face softened as he stared at me.

"I am happy for you Owen, I haven't seen you like this before and it warms my heart." He paused in thought for a moment before placing a hand on my shoulder. "You know you're like a brother to me and I would hate to see you hurt man." I frowned again.

"What are you talking about?" I demanded lightly. He knew something and he was reluctant to tell me. He turned his head looking towards the pool sighing. "What Richard?" I whispered worried to hear what he had to say now.

"Y-you're not the only one who has eyes for Wyatt right now, Owen." He finally said. I didn't say anything but just stared at him waiting for him to finish. "Zane has set his sights on him too and you know how he is. I just don't want you to get hurt because of this."

I focused my gaze on the pool. So Zane was trying to take Wyatt from me. I thought back at the times I had met Zane, he was a renowned playboy who chased anything with a skirt or a pair of boxers. From what Richard has told me about how his cousin was he didn't believe in relationships so whatever he wanted Wyatt for was only for a fling and I knew that Wyatt would never allow that. He was broken from his past relationship and Zane coming in the picture would make him worse. Wyatt wasn't a toy to be use then thrown away like Zane was planning on doing. I chewed on the inside of my cheek as I thought of what I had to do. I couldn't let him do this to Wyatt so I was going to confront him and tell him to back the hell off. I knew I could get Wyatt to forget about Derek and looking at me other than fear because he didn't trust himself around me.

"Thank you for telling me Rich" I said looking back at him. He gave me an anxious expression.

"What are you planning to do Owen" his voice apprehensive.

"Nothing major, I'm just going to tell him to back off." I answered. He shook his head.

"Owen you know damn well that's not going to work. You know telling Zane what to do, isn't going to do anything but make him want to do it more." he argued. I shrugged.

"I refuse to let him take Wyatt from me Richard and if I have to fight tooth and nail with Zane then so be it" with that I dove in the water muffling out Richards protesting call.

The water felt good against my skin. I raced from one end to the other in a blind haze. The only thing I could think about was that I wasn't going to let this amazing feeling that Wyatt was causing in me, go. He was too special to let him slip through your fingers.

I love Wyatt and I was determined to make him see that he could feel the same with me if he just opened himself back to the world again.

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The next day I stood out in the parking lot with my keys gripped tight in my fist leaning against my truck. I was waiting for Zane to show. Yesterday I saw him after practice getting on a damn motorcycle. So he was the one who cut in front of me the other day. The familiar roar of a bike filled my ears and I watched him park a few spaces from me. Straightening my shoulders and back I walked over to him. He was shutting the engine off leaving a ring in my ears from the sudden silence. He took his helmet off placing it under his arm and shook his hair out. His head was down busy with pulling off his gloves he either didn't notice me yet or purposely ignored me.

"Zane" I said getting his attention. He didn't show any signs of hearing me but he did. I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

"I want you to leave Wyatt alone" I said bluntly there was no use beating around the bush with him. He lifted a leg off the bike and stood to his full high which was the same as mine. He set his helmet on the seat of his and let out a small chuckle as he finally looked up at me with amusement. His cold ice blue eyes stared me down.

"Is that so" he said his voice calm. I frowned at him. His left eye was black and green and his bottom lip was split open, not to mention a few other bruises around his face and neck. See, he was a delinquent that didn't need to bring his life style around Wyatt.

"Yes that's right. I think it would be better if you did." I kept my face blank showing no reaction to his face. He smiled at me coldly.

"Well, here the thing about that Owen, is, I could give a f*ck about what you think or have to say. If I want to be around Wyatt I'm gunna damn well do it" he snatched his helmet off the seat and walked around his bike passing me. I reached out and grabbed his arm.

"I'm serious, you're no good for him Zane. He's hurting and you're just going to make it worse." I said tightly. He was glaring to my hand.

"Get your damn hand off me." He growled low. I didn't listen.

"You think you can just use him then throw him away when you're done? I won't let you" this time I gave a hard edge to my words, a warning. He yanked his arm from my grip and turned to me, inches from my face. His blue glaring and meeting my brown,

"Who the f*ck do you think you are Caine?" he hissed. "Just cuz mommy and daddy wave their money around for everyone to see doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do. I'll do what the hell I want too. You don't know a thing about me Owen so why don't you just back off." I didn't back down I just kept my gaze hard and stood my ground stubbornly.

"My parents have nothing to do with this Zane, just because I have money doesn't make me a p*ssy. You don't scare me Daniels, so you can get out of my face."

"Yeah and you can stop trying to make me give up Wyatt because it's not going to happen. And it's none of your business anyhow." He smirked. I narrowed my eyes at him my face harsh.

"If you hurt him I'm going to do so much worse to you than those few 'scratches' on your face." This caused him to laugh menacingly.

"Oh, I would love to see the day when you think you can get the upper hand on me 'Jock'" he mocked shaking his head unaffected by any of my warnings and walked towards the entrance of the school.

My teeth were gritted as I glared at his retreating back. I've never been a angry person but Zane Daniels was brining things out of me that have never been before.

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Ooooo they finally confronted each other. (*She bites her nails*) "that can't be good."