Author's note: Hello. This is the awaited restricted chapter. Don't forget to comment and vote later if you like it *-* I figure out people won't be reading AN's if I put it at the end of the chapter, and so this time it rises up to the top *0* Anyways, William will be there on the next chapter, and the next after the next chapter, and the next after the two next chapters, and so on. I know you guys miss him <3 and I'm sorry if this chapter turns out to be a huge crap. I guess that's all I want to say. Enjoy! <3<3<3

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Chapter 28: A Starry Night

(Frayne's POV)

"Don't forget to pay me a visit tomorrow before you two go back, okay?" Zanice said.

"Sure, we will," I replied. The sadness in her eyes only made it harder for me to leave tomorrow morning.

I was sure Charlie didn't notice considering how well she could mask her true feelings. Zanice was the kind of person that I was. Being able to see through people, she could comprehend most situations. Yet, it was relatively easy for me to read her this time.

"Good night." She grinned, wriggling her fingers at us before closing the front door of her house. Charlie wriggled his fingers back in the same manner at the last moment before the door closed in front of us.

"That girl is mysterious," opined Charlie who wrapped his hand around my arm as soon as we left Zanice's residence.

I smiled at my boyfriend. "She is."

I was secretly wondering what they had been talking about when I had left to buy their drinks. Contrary to Zanice, Charlie was usually quite easy to read. He wouldn't have said something about someone in particular if nothing had happened between them.

Or perhaps, I was speculating too much.

Nevertheless, I was quite curious. It was worth the try. "What were you and Zanice talking about when I was gone earlier?"

Charlie chuckled. He had an amused look on his face. "You are curious, aren't you?"

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me since it's probably something trivial just to make me curious," I said. This way he would want to tell me even more.

"I don't think I should tell you though," he replied, "But Zanice is a really good friend."

"I see." I grinned widely, getting a grasp of their conversation.

The walk from Zanice's place to mine was about five minutes of slow walking. It wasn't far, considering how big the spaces between houses here were. That being said, Zanice was indeed a close neighbor of mine. Charlie gave me a peck on the cheek before entering my house. "I won't be able to do this often in there," he reasoned sheepishly, his cheeks turning pink.

We would, actually. I hoped he didn't forget that I was going to take him somewhere quiet, where no one would disturb us.

As we were inside, I asked Tamara to let Charlie join her watch the TV for a moment while I would be preparing a few things. I searched for my mom and found her in her room, looking through an album filled with old photos of me. I gave her a questioning look. "Is this one of your hobbies in your spare time?"

She smiled and gestured for me to sit next to her on the bed. "I want to show these to Charlie."

I gawked. "No way!"

"Why? You look adorable in these photos." Her eyes particularly stopped at a picture of three-year-old me doing a peace sign during our visit to California.

"I look like a horse in that," I complained while cringing. "Anyway, mom, can I have that key for tonight?"

***

(Charlie's POV)

In my head, I was not watching Barbie with my boyfriend's eleven-year-old sister.

But I did.

Tamara had this overly serious look written all over her face watching the blonde girl with the ridiculously big eyes and slim waist clothed in an all-pink outfit playing with her dog, as if it was a detective movie.

Leaning my head against the backrest of the sofa, I thought about Zanice's words. Frayne must have meant so much to her. I wondered if my presence here had actually ruined everybody's chance to reunite with Frayne like Meggie had said.

Involuntarily, I let out a sigh.

"Sorry for the wait." My eyes shot up to a pair of glinting blue orbs underneath the light. Frayne had a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. For the first time since I got here, Tamara's eyes parted from the television screen and looked at Frayne for a split second, before turning back to her beloved Barbie. "Should we go now, or do you still want to watch?"

A dry laugh escaped my lips. "I still want to watch."

Frayne chuckled and said, "Fine by me. I guess I should be going. Bye for now."

Hearing his unexpected response, I immediately hopped from my lazy position and rounded the sofa to grab Frayne's arm as he turned around and headed for the door. "No, no, no, no, no. I'll go with you." To be honest, I was hoping to see him begging for me to go after I mockingly chose the latter. Turned out he was still out of my league. I grunted and he gave me a pinch on the cheek while smiling attractively.

We got inside Frayne's dad's car and drove uphill. The road ahead of us was dark and foggy.

"Where are we going?" I asked, my heart pounding in nervousness. Frayne couldn't be serious when he said we were going to 'continue' our little romance earlier, could he? After all, he was a mature adult. Well, almost. This sort of thing shouldn't be a big deal to him like it was to me.

Frayne chuckled lightly, his eyes still focusing on the road. "That's a secret."

Just then, something popped up in my brain. What if he was leading up to sex? Was I even ready? It was unfair since he wasn't going to tell me. I immediately remembered when William penetrated his index finger into my ass. The imaginative pain of Frayne's whole thing in me made me pale. I thought it would still be a long way for me to go worry about. Did I have to experience the pain tonight? I was still fifteen!

The thought scared the shit out of me. I loved Frayne enough to do it with him, but I wasn't sure if I could handle the agonizing pain every gay guy playing the bottom role had to go through. Because it seemed to me I was going to bottom tonight. I hoped I wouldn't end up having a bloody butt hole with hemorrhage, although it wasn't in the literal sense.

Ugh, I can't believe I'm being such a worrywart. It couldn't possibly hurt that much. Frayne would be gentle to me anyway. He wouldn't hurt me . . . right? But then again, he had been quite aggressive that one time in his dorm room, when we were just jerking off . . . in our clothes. Hence, if I was naked, he would probably be even more aggressive.

I mentally whacked myself. All these thoughts were bringing me nowhere. I was even starting to shiver because of the cold. Or it was, perchance, my poise faltering away.

Reality hit me when Frayne squeezed my cold hand with his warm one, making me look at him. It seemed to me he noticed I was spacing out. He didn't say anything and instead, tightened his grip on my hand. A warm feeling surged in my body through the spot that he touched. I felt myself slowly calming down. Frayne always had this effect on me. Whenever he touched or talked to me, I was soothed.

"I love you, you know?" he suddenly said.

"Huh?" I said out of reflex.

He took a quick glance at me and smiled. "Never mind. I just feel the need to say that."

I gazed at him in disbelief to the sudden growth of security in my heart. I was a little embarrassed for letting those silly thoughts have a hold of me.

"I love you too," I whispered.

It was the only conversation we had for ten minutes, and that included the whole ride. I had never liked the idea of being silent the whole time with someone else before, but with Frayne, it was the first ever comfortable silence.

We pulled into a modern building that looked like a clubhouse. Frayne fished out a key from his pocket and inserted it into the main entrance door's lock.

When I realized what he was doing, I asked, "Wait. We aren't breaking in, are we?"

Twisting the key sidewise, he answered with a question, "What do you think the key is for?"

"That's not what I mean!" I cried out in a whispery manner, just in case we were really breaking in and there was a police officer or some sort lurking behind the bushes to capture us.

When it had successfully opened, Frayne literally stopped just to look at me with amused eyes and laughed. "Of course not! My uncle runs this place."

I pouted as we took a step inside. "What's the pain of telling me earlier?"

The place was pitch black since all lights were off. I could barely see anything even after my pupils had adjusted to the darkness. "Hold onto my hand," ordered Frayne. His voice was slightly echoing in the hall. "If you let go, you'll get eaten by ghosts."

My eyes narrowed sarcastically, even though he wouldn't see it. "Oh, hahaha, right. I'm really scared, Frayne. Help me," I said in the driest tone possible. Then, the screeching sound happened and I jumped against Frayne's body, my grip automatically tightening. "W-what's that?"

"How should I know?" Frayne's composure was not budging at all. He asked and I could practically hear his smirk, "Are you scared?"

"Nope," I said, popping the P. It wasn't a lie. I wasn't scared because Frayne was with me and I was gripping tightly onto his arm . . . unless, the person I was holding onto wasn't Frayne. Now, that would be a completely different story.

We walked and climbed a few flights of stairs in the darkness with each of our steps echoing eerily. My heart was pounding against chest. I had so many questions regarding our destination and Frayne's hidden intention of bringing me to a creepy place like this, but he refused to let me know.

"You've been shaking all this time. Are you okay?" asked Frayne with genuine concern. He stopped climbing the stairs, making me stop as well. I raised my palms against my face and he was right, I was shaking. I didn't even notice.

Suddenly, there was a small coverage of light. It came from Frayne's cell phone. He directed it to the space in front of us that turned out to be blocked by a door. It was so dark that I would hit the door if Frayne didn't stop. I watched as he carefully tried with the help of the cell phone's light a different key than before that matched into the keyhole and pushed the door open, revealing the beautiful open sky.

"Whoa," I mumbled to myself as I took in my surroundings. We were at the open rooftop that had a pool in it. The sky was glowing bewitchingly with millions of stars like I had never seen before. I was amazed beyond words. It was as if each star represented my emotions themselves.

"Do you know that the darker our surrounding is, the more we can see the stars?"

Still fluttering with happiness, I spun around and gave Frayne a wide hearty smile. "Really?"

"Yes," he replied, "That's why the stars are brighter in rural areas like this."

He walked toward the pool and sat at the edge, his long legs going inside the clear water. I approached him but stopped just as I was about to do the same. The fact that I wore a pair of long jeans made me unable to feel the coolness of the calm water below me.

Frayne seemed to notice my dilemma and said with a smile, "You can just sit down and cross your legs."

"Okay," I said in agreement as my eyes unintentionally caught a glimpse of Frayne's handsome face looking up at me, making my eyes flicker with desire to see more of it. Eagerness over balance never did me good after all. I felt my body losing its balance as I thoughtlessly bent over at an impossible angle to see his face again and fell brusquely into the pool. Water brutally swept through my whole body, chilling me to the bone since it was a few notches colder than the already cold air up there. When my feet reached the bottom, I straightened my body to a standing position. The water level barely reached my chest, making it entirely possible for me to see Frayne laughing carelessly in his comfy position up there.

Fortunately, I wasn't that easy to be let down. I made sure he saw my smirk when I forcefully pulled his leg, drawing him into the ice-cold water.

"You evil thing!" he pointed at me with a grin when his head resurfaced.

With my lips slightly quivering in cold, I stammered, "T-t-that's for l-laughing at me. Ha . . ha . . ha."

Frayne moved closer to me and smiled. "I think someone here needs a little warmth."

"Huh?" It was the only word I managed to say before he wrapped an arm around my neck, brushing his lips against mine. The mood changed drastically and before I knew it, I was kissing him back as much as he was giving me. It was a slow, passionate kiss. His soft lips felt so good and warm against mine. Our tongues were dancing slowly to the rhythmic of the water.

We slowly pulled away. "I have been waiting for this," Frayne said with a meaningful smile. Being showered by starlight, Frayne's beautiful blue eyes looked tantalizing and his whole form looked dangerously sexy in his white shirt that had become transparent. Beads of water emblazoned his neck along with the visible part of his chest. It was simply too much for me to handle. My heart throbbed abnormally. I must have been dreaming seeing Frayne in this state and standing so close to me. When I woke up, it had to be the morning after I met Frayne at the university and we would never meet each other again.

But his touches felt so real. I felt tingling sensations as he slid his hand into my shirt and skimmed his fingers gently over my skin. The small splashes of water as we moved our body, the beautiful stars, those hypnotizing eyes and the felt of his fingertips exploring my body couldn't possibly be a dream. They were real.

Then, something that I had been thinking of earlier came back to me. "Um . . . Frayne?"

"Yes?"

"We are not going to have sex in the pool, are we?"

A real mood-spoiler, I know!

Frayne chuckled lightly and replied, "We'll see about it." I think I heard my heart explode just now. He took off his clothes and threw it off to the side of the pool, revealing his broad chest and firm abs in the water. He took off my shirt soon after. My body wasn't nearly as great as his and I was afraid if he wasn't satisfied. My cheeks heated up from how hungrily he eyed me before giving me delicate kisses on the chest as his hand worked on removing my jeans.

I surrendered to his dominance and let him remove the last piece of fabric covering my privates. It was hard. I was blushing madly and fortunately, it was difficult to see anything from the surface of water due to the small waves around us . . .

. . . until he insisted on going back to the side of the pool with his pants still on whereas me, fully naked. It wasn't even fair.

Frayne used the time of my hesitation to gingerly lift me by my legs and sit me down by the pool with my legs spread. He stayed in the pool and his face was exactly in front of my hard-on. The embarrassment was too immense to be described. "Dayum. That piece of meat looks delish," he said to add some to my mortification.

"Stop teasing m—AHH!" Frayne nibbled at my tip without warning. My nails slowly dug into his shoulder as he took me deeper, his skillful tongue playing with my member in his mouth. The sensation of his warm mouth wrapping around my dick was something new to me. A wave of pleasure hit me when he gained his speed, doing an in and out motion with his mouth. Soon, I was moaning in ecstasy without a care in the world. I didn't want him to stop. His mouth was moving really fast, drowning me in tremendous lust. Even if someone walked past us, I wouldn't care anymore. The pressure was building quickly inside me and I let out the most embarrassing moan to the point where I didn't believe it was my voice when I came all over his face.

I was panting heavily when my senses gradually went back to me, making me the most embarrassed person on earth. I especially tried to avoid looking at the white gooey embarrassment all over my boyfriend's face.

"How was it?" Frayne asked, licking his lips shamelessly.

I looked away from him. "It was embarrassing." Though I actually loved it. How wonderfully his mouth wrapped around me while his tongue slid across my—ugh, stop. It was too embarrassing for me to even think about.

Frayne washed his face with the pool water, making me cringe in disgust. How dare he do that in his uncle's pool for public use!? "Let's do this again next time," he said. Massive droplets of water rolled down his face and fell, creating the sexiest view ever.

"I want us to switch roles," I said as I jumped back into the pool.

"Like, right now?" he asked eagerly.

I smirked. "No. Next time." I wanted to tease him for once. He must have wanted me to do him as well since the bulge between his legs was becoming too obvious to hide.

"Alright," Frayne said with a hint of disappointment in it. "Should we head back now?"

"Yes," I said, "I'm freezing."

We got out of the pool and I slipped into my wet clothes. Thereupon, we were faced with a huge problem that hadn't occurred once in our lustful heads.

"Wait. Do we just get into your dad's car like this?" I asked, trembling in cold.

Frayne's eyes widened in panic. "Oh, no. I forgot to bring any spare clothes."

***

I rested my head tiredly against the car seat with a towel wrapping my body as Frayne drove back home. And no, the towel didn't cover up much area. In fact, it was almost useless due to its size since Frayne thought it would be used to dry up our legs from sitting by the side of the pool.

Frayne told me to brace ourselves because his dad would be throwing a tantrum at us (hopefully just him) for ruining his car. Even though the car was old, it was their only car at home since Frayne brought the black Toyota sedan with him. And the reason why he chose to use his dad's car now? It was because he didn't want to ruin his own car by the harsh road uphill. While his dad's jalopy was old and strong, he proclaimed his car to be new and delicate.

However, my concern was so far away from that.

"Frayne," I began, "I thought we were going to have sex today."

Frayne glanced at me before turning back to the road. "Were you hoping for it?"

I felt my face heating up. "No. I mean, I'm scared. I just . . . I'm not ready, yet. I guess." The words were completely messed up. Thinking he wouldn't like it, I tried to mend the sentence, "But, if you insist . . . I-I—"

"I won't force you into anything," he said with a smile, even though he couldn't look at me, or else, we would end up lifeless. "You can tell me about it anytime when you're ready."

"That's so sweet of you," I unintentionally voiced my supposedly private thought.

"But, judging from today, I guess it won't be long." He grinned. "I won't forget how you moan loudly with your flushed face, begging for more—"

"Shuush! Shut up!" I yelled embarrassedly. He would so going to tease me about it until the end of my life.

"—with your legs spread apart and toes curled. And you dig your nails into—"

"Shuushhh! Stop! Stop it!" I shouted, making Frayne laugh.

"You were so sexy," he said, "and you're so cute now."

"I beg you from the deepest place of my heart to stop!" I demanded, almost giving up.

He really did stop and the sound of the car's engine immediately filled the silence. We were getting really close to the house.

Just as we arrived, Frayne whispered, "I look forward to our next time." I puckered my face and he winked at me.

Neither of us noticed the figure standing not too far away from us. As soon as we got out of the car, Dan approached us and was taken aback by our states. That was when I knew it was going to be a long, long night full of lectures.