*Daniel's memory*

Sun was pricking through my skin, summer in Newcastle was burning the hell up. My face was facing the glaring light in the sky, eyes closed, breeze was playing through my hair. Summertime always brought beautiful memories to me, but this particular day was kinda rough. Two days ago I got to kiss Scarlett, a girl we knew from the school before Innocent Criminals. I was looking forward to kiss her for such a long time, and having just turned 15 years old, kissing a girl I actually liked was a big deal for me.

Was a big and exciting deal until yesterday, when I saw her kissing and holding hands with Oliver. He was a skater, very popular among girlies, very popular at school, very popular in life. So different from me, who was always trying to merge with the background to avoid detection. Lately, my efforts for being undetected were coming to nothing since the releasing of Frogstomp and our recently discovered fame.

So this hot summer's day was passing slowly, like the small clouds above. Ben was playing football with some guys we met at the park that day. My hands grasped the overheated grass we were sitting on, and Chris looked at me, eyes half-closed to protect them from the sun.

"Forget about her, mate. You knew she was like that. Last week she was with Lucas, then it was you, today she's with Oliver. She doesn't know what the fuck she wants, mate" Chris said to me, in an attempt to disassociate me from the thinking.

"Yeah I know mate. I don't know why I thought I would be a damn exception" I looked at him and saw him smiling, looking at the grass while he ripped it, tossing it in little pieces.

"Don't try to understand the deep mind of a girlie" he said, staring at my eyes again. His hand made a sudden movement, as if he wanted to place his hand on mine on the grass but regretted it at the last second.

"Yeah, I will try not to think about it mate. Got better things around us now" I replied, and smiled back at him. We looked at each other smiling, Chris's hair was sparkling under the golden sun.

"No wackas, I will always be here for ya, mate" Chris said, biting his lip. He looked strangely sexy, and that thought thundered through my mind. Lots of improper thoughts attacked me all at once, and I shook my head as if that would help to knock out those images from my head.

*Daniel's POV back at the party*

Memories of my early encounters with Chris overwhelmed my senses while we kissed. How could I be so blind? How didn't I realized years before? Chris shooted plenty of signs to me, but I was distracted, blinded from the reality.

His left hand was pressed against my back, his breathing was getting agitated. There was real passion in the way he held me against his body, nothing I've ever experienced with Ben before. Not mind me saying Chris is an amazing kisser. Our lips were glued and my mind was numb again. I was a bundle of bodily sensations, and I was getting hotter caught with him in that thick place, in one dark corner of that party.

The party. Suddenly, as I felt a drop of sweat falling on my temple, I remembered we were at that fucking party, surrounded by journalists and photographers, not to mention other bands members and a bunch of people. I detached my back from the wall I was leaning against and broke the kiss.

"Chris, wait..." I chuckled, he looked at me like a little boy whose favourite toy was being denied. His hands rested on my waist. "We can't do this here, mate. There's too many people here, there's journalists from that magazine".

"Yeah, you're right mate" he looked at his feet, biting his lower lip in an intense thinking expression. "Um...wanna come with me to my room?" he said, looking eagerly in my eyes. I could see, even through the dense darkness where we were standing, he was battling between anxiety, fear and deep desire.

I remained silent for at least 10 seconds, I had to think fast. What the fuck should I do? What the fuck will happen if I actually disappear with Chris into his room? Fear gripped me hard, cause I knew. I fucking knew there will be no turning back.