Owen-------->

~Wyatt~

"come to my house today" I looked up at Adam as he munched on a fry. I rose a brow and smirked.

"aww Adam are you planning something naughty?" I teased. He gazed at me flatly, popping the rest of the fry in his mouth.

"oh yeah baby I'm gunna throw you on my bed mount you like a wild man and make you scream my name till the neighbors come to pound on the door yelling for us to keep it down" he said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively and snapping his teeth at me. My mouth twitched as I tried to keep myself from smiling.

"right"

"no I just thought you would like to get out of your house and red room... and play some video games with and me and my brothers" I scrunched my face up.

"I don't know I just want to go home" I told him which caused him to roll his eyes,

"your coming and that's final." Again popping another fry in his mouth. I just sighed I didn't really have a say in it since he's my ride.

"hey I'm going to take a walk" I said rising to my feet. Adam frowned a bit but nodded his head.

"yeah dude, I'll see you after school" with that I walked off needing a little time to myself. I tried to think of anything other than 'him' on my walk but it wasn't working out to well. Flashes from the party kept coming back and how his shocked handsome face made my heart jump. I just can't get over him and I hated it because he sure as hell could.

Sighing I stopped to sit at a tree pulling my jacket closer to my body as the wind started to pick up. The ruffling of the leaves sounded from above me some fell down around me as I stared at them. Reds and yellow floating down. My throat started to close at unwanted memories that decided to show their face, like how one time Derek and I had been in my back yard. There's a tree that has always been there for ages, pretty much since I was born and the branches were hanging low. My dad had constantly complained about it for years because the leaves cover the whole ground every fall and mouthed about how it was a bitch to rake up.

Personally I loved it because Derek and I would see the pile of leave that my dad had raked in the back yard and jumping in them together. A small smile eased on my mouth from the memory. We would crack up when my dad ran out yelling at us. that was when we were just beginning to find ourselves, realizing we were different from others.

Maybe it was because we experimented with each other and ended up dating for six year that he got bored. I should just look at it like that. He needed to move on, he needed to see other people. It happens all the time you can’t stay together forever. It’s just so hard, when you spent so much time with one person sharing your life with them that when they want to see what else is out there you feel betrayed or think something’s wrong with you and you’re the one that ends up heartbroken because you weren’t seeing it from their point of view. But then again he doesn’t need to be flaunting his boy toys in my face like this.

I shut my eyes and rested my head back against the tree. I just need time with me, no boys, no relationships, just me… and Adam of course because there’s no way of getting rid of him. I can do this.

 I don’t know how long I sat there but I must have fallen asleep because a shake woke me up. Snapping my eyes open I looked up to see the guy I met in the kitchen at the party that night. His dark brown hair was moving in the light breeze as he gave me a gentle smile.

“your that guy for Bret's party right.” He said. I pulled myself up straighter nodding.

“um, yeah” I answered. He sat next to and I shifted uncomfortably.

“names Owen by the way” he said holding his hands out to me. Hesitantly I took it; his hands was much bigger than mine but his skin was so soft. My eyes train on his frame and was a little taken with how built he was. He was wearing a brown shirt with dark blue fitting jeans. His shirt was tight enough that I could make out the definition of his chest pushing against the shirt. his tan skin gave him a nice looking glow and his brown eyes were warm and kind.

He was beautiful.

“Wyatt” I told him. he smiled causing some weird jump to happen in my chest.

“well it’s nice to know the name to the face that has been on my mind since my friends party” he said chuckling softly. My eyes widened. Did he say I was on his mind?

“uh…” I was so tongue tied I couldn’t form a single word. Does that mean he’s gay? Is he hitting on me? I hope not.

“relax I’m not going to jump you or anything I just wanted to introduce myself properly. I saw you sitting here and I couldn’t help myself.” He said before scooting closer to me till our shoulders were touching.

“are you alright though? You look kind of down and a cute guy like yourself shouldn’t be sad ever” he is hitting on me. He must have caught my unease because his face shifted to a very mortified one.

“I’m sorry, your not gay are you? and here I am flirting away” he chuckled nervously embarrassed running his hands through his hair. That’s when I shook my head.

“oh no it not that, I am it’s just I’m not looking for a relationship right now or ever” I mumbled the last part quietly to myself. His face relaxed with relief.

“oh, well why don’t you want to ever be in a relationship?” he asked purely curiously. Sighing I looked out ahead of me.

“just went through at bad break up and I’m still kind of raw” I told him the truth. I don’t know what it is but he for some reason made me want to trust him.

“ahh, I’m sorry about that. But I don’t have to be your boyfriend, I can just be a friend if you’d let me” he furrowed my brows at him and he smiled warmly at me.

“I know you don’t know me at all but there’s just something about you that I just can’t… just say yes I’ll be your friend and you’ll make my day,  my life even” he grinned hitting my shoulder with his playfully. Chuckling lightly I just stared at him suspiciously but in a fun manner. He batted his eyes at me and I laughed.

“ok, I hereby announce you are now my friend” I paused and narrowed my eyes at him putting my pointer finger in his face as I leaned close. “but ‘only’ my friend- in training” I smirked. He held up his hands in surrender.

“I can live with that” he grinned. Oh god what am I doing. This is going to get messy. Just then the bell rung making me jump. Owen laughed out loud at me while I scowled as he hopped to his feet and helped me up. Jeez he was tall, I had to look up to him. he was probably around 6’2, 6’3.

“well I’ll see you around ‘friend’” he said. I nodded but said nothing as I walked off leaving him by the tree.

****

When Adam and I made it to his house later on I went straight to the kitchen.

“hey get me a soda” Adam called from the living room. I rummaged through his fridge before I decide there wasn’t anything I wanted so I grabbed two sodas and took the stairs two at a time to his room. His brothers were already in there playing on his game system. Ryan and Jordan, they were a year older than Adam and I, also they were twins. They shared the same dark hair as Adam but their hair was wavy instead of curly and cut to their nape. Gray eyes just like their mom.

I threw the soda can to Adam and he caught it with one hand. Which remained me.

“Adam are you trying out for baseball this year?” I asked him as I took a seat on his bed. He just stared at me.

“what?” I asked him.

“baseball seasons over. I’m going to try for swimming this year it starts next month.” I just rolled my eyes.

“thanks for making me feel stupid” I told him with a scowl. He grinned like an idiot.

“your so very welcome” he said patting my back hard.

“can you guys just get over here so we can play” Ryan yelled, Jordan silently agreed.

“hells yeah” Adam jumped off the bed and snatched up a controller and threw one to me. I shook my head throwing it back.

“no, I’m just gunna watch if that’s fine.” I told him grabbing his pillow and laying at the end of the bed on my stomach. He just shrugged and dropped down in his beanbag chair.

“you suckers are gunna loooooose!” he taunted his brothers.

“oh stuff it Adam were about to wipe the floor with that mope of hair you have bro” Ryan trashed talked back. sometime I wondered what it would be like to have a sibling but then I see them and I’m grateful I don’t; I got them anyways so it’s not like I’m missing out.

I watched as they played a fighting game Ryan was winning which was pissing Adam off as he started to push into his brother to purposely make him lose but it wasn’t working.

“hey bro, when I win your going to have to dress up like a girl on Halloween” Ryan taunted him. Adam scoffed his eyes never leaving the screen.

“your on, and when I win your going to be my bitch for a week” he snickered. Ryan laughed shaking his head.

“not gunna happen little man” He told him with a smug smirk. Frowning Adam looking over at Ryan.

“and why not” he asked crossly. 

“ahhahahahahaha, that’s why sucker!” he jumped from his beanbag and did a victory dance. Both Adam and I looked back at the screen that had a big OK on it, Adam lost. I chuckled softly as Adam threw his control down.

“DAMMIT!” he yelled. Ryan and Jordan were rolling on the floor holding their stomachs as they laughed at their brother who was pouting.

“ah hahaha, Adam are you ready to go as eve this year” Jordan snickered.

“this blows man!” Adam complained.

“ah dude I don’t want to know what you do in your spare time” Ryan exclaimed. Growling Adam attacked his brother and I just laid on the bed watching this with amusement as Jordan jumped in.

“we can ask mom to braid you hair in cute pigtails” Ryan grunted as Adam jammed his elbow in his stomach.

This went on for a while, I was honestly waiting for one of them to kick the console and no more game for them. Finally Ryan and Jordan had him pinned to the carpet

“unmmm” he muffled into the flooring.

“what?” Ryan said a huge grin on his face as he lifted Adam head up by the hair.

“uncle you asshole!” he yelled at them grimacing in pain.

“that’s what I thought eve” Ryan chuckled patting his now messy hair.

“I think moms home” Jordan stated getting up off of his brother and ran out and down the stairs Ryan right behind him.

“their like dogs, they smell food and they come running to beg” he muttered. He began straightening his clothes and came to me dropping to his back on the bed. I rolled over on mine to so we were now laying opposite.

“so did your dad chew you out when you painted your room” he asked as we stared up at the ceiling. I grimaced as I remembered the argument we had. Adam had come in my room the other day and saw it, he asked me why my walls were red but I never answered I was too pissed at my dad and Derek.

“yeah, I kind of said some things that I shouldn’t have and now I’m kind of avoiding my dad out of guilt” I confessed. I felt the bed shift and soon his face was above mine, his brown eyes  staring down at me softly as always.

“like what?” he asked curiously. I avoided his gaze as I mumbled what I said.

“come again?” he frowned.

“I said, he should go back to mom and drop me off at the group home” I told him louder.

“Wyatt” he said sounding disappointed at me. I met his gaze.

“it just came out, it was like word vomit” I whined.

“excuses” he shook his head.

“did you apologize?” I shook my head stubbornly. Laughing softly he lent down and kiss me. Pulling away he just smiled gently.

“your dad doesn’t hate you Wyatt.” I didn’t say anything just stared into his brown eyes.

“lets go before my brothers eat all the food.” I nodded as he hopped from the bed and jogged down stairs. I stared up at the white ceiling for a while. I should apologize to him but I was scared to.

****

Dinner with the Mitchel’s was always enjoyable. Mrs. Mitchel’s was constantly yelling at the twins to stop there small food fights, while her husband just sat there amused as he ate; only causing him to get in trouble with his wife at not helping. Adam and I would just hold back out snickers the whole time. I opened the door to my dark house and flipped on the lights as I threw my keys on the kitchen table. There was a note on the counter with a bit of cash on it.

*Won’t be home till next Tuesday, business. left a fifty for you.*

 Well there goes my courage to apologize.