***Shaw’s POV***

                I walked into school and looked around until I spotted Mark. I skipped over to him and smirked. He was standing with Maxx and Chandler.

                Chandler. My boyfriend. HELL YEA MUTHA FUCKAS.

                “Hi Shaw,” Mark greeted, wrapping an arm around Maxx’s waist and leaning against him.

                “Marky! You’re supposed to act all cute with me!” I whined with a pout.

                “Watch out Mark; someone’s jealous that they’re single,” Maxx said with a wink.

                I smirked. “Really? I am?” I slid over to Chandler and cupped his face in my hands, crashing my lips to his. He kissed me back deeply, wrapping his arms around me.

                We pulled away from each other and looked at our best friends. They were both staring in absolute shock.

                “What?” Chandler asked casually, pecking my lips and pulling me closer to himself.

                “You guys are dating?” Maxx asked in shock.

                “Yea. We even fucked on my couch last night,” I said with a goofy grin. I turned and kissed Chandler deeply, so happy to be with him. He was different than when I had met him. He was better now. He could handle a relationship now.

                Maxx smirked and pulled Chandler away from me, putting him in a headlock and ruffling his hair playfully. Chandler struggled to get away from him, pouting.

                “Atta boy Chand!” Maxx cried, releasing him and winking.

                “Fuck you Maxx!” Chandler whined, coming back over to me and wrapping his arms around me. I hugged him back and kissed his forehead, smiling at him.

                “I need to go to my locker. Come with me,” Chandler said, grabbing my hand and pulling me along with him.

                “I’m happy for you guys!” Mark called after us with a small smile, wrapping an arm around Maxx.

                Chandler led me to his locker and put in his combination. He pulled it open and began to search through a mess of notebooks. I laughed as I watched him.

                He shut his locker and took my hand in his. I smiled and kissed him before we walked to class together.

                When the end of the day came, we met up with Mark and Maxx in the main lobby. We went out and got in Maxx’s car, me and Chandler in the backseat.

                Maxx dropped us off at Chandler’s house and we went inside. We kicked our shoes off and went to the living room.

                “Hey mom. Hey dad,” Chandler greeted. They were sitting on the couch with Ariel.

                “Hi Chandler. Hi Shaw,” his parents greeted back.

                “Uh…Shaw and I are dating,” Chandler said, taking my hand in his. I noticed that Chandler dropped his gaze as he spoke.

                “That’s so sweet,” his mom said with a reassuring smile. “I’m very happy for you two!”

                “Me too!” Mr. Martin said brightly.

                “Thanks,” Chandler mumbled before pulling me to his bedroom.

                “What’s wrong Chandler? They seem okay with your being gay,” I said with a frown.

                “I’m bisexual, not gay,” he said, sitting on his bed. I sat next to him and wrapped an arm around him.

                “I just…I don’t want to disappoint them. I feel like they should be disappointed in me for being bisexual,” he mumbled with a shrug.

                I kissed his cheek and smiled softly at him. He really wasn’t that bad of a guy. He seemed like an uncaring, hateful asshole. But he was just an abused kid who loved his parents and wanted to make them proud.

                “Chandler, your parents love you. A lot. I can tell just from the few times I’ve been over. They would do anything to protect you. And so would I. They don’t care if you’re bisexual or gay or a fucking lesbian. They’re proud of you,” I said honestly.

                “God I fucking love you Shaw,” Chandler said with a weak laugh. He hugged me tightly and kissed me.

                “I do think I love you Chandler. I don’t mean to freak you out but…yea,” I said with a slight shrug.

                “I’m not freaked out Shaw. I feel it too. Jeez, it’s like we’re in some shitty story or something,” he said, shaking his head and laughing.

                I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off. I gently traced my fingers over his tattoo. He watched me silently.

                “Make another joke while they hang another rope, so lonely. Push him to the dirt til the words don’t hurt. Can you hear me? And no one’s gonna die on the very day you die. You’re a bully,” I sang softly.

                “They get through, you can’t undo. Whenever I see black and blue, I feel the past, I share the bruise,” Chandler sang, staring at his tattoo.

                Whenever I see black and blue

                I feel the past

                I share the bruise

                “How did you get this scar?” I asked, pointing to the scar above the tattoo.

                “A kid named Riley starting being nice to me all of a sudden. It was suspicious, but I didn’t care. I was in the fifth grade. Any relief was enough. So we became friends. He invited me over to his birthday party. Like an idiot, I went without Maxx. Maxx was sick that day.”

                He took my hand in his and I kissed his cheek. “Well, turned out Riley just pretended to be my friend so that he could make a fool out of me. Everyone at the party starting kicking my ass when I got there. They started throwing glass soda bottles at me. Riley threw one that shattered and cut my side like that.”

                Chandler laughed bitterly. “I cried and cried. I told my mom and dad that I fell off my bike and landed on a rock. Until you and Mark, Maxx was my only friend after that. Hell, he’s the only true friend I’ve ever had.”

                “Those bitches deserve to burn in hell for what they put you through Chandler,” I said fiercely, hugging him to myself.

                “It doesn’t matter Shaw. I would go through it all again if it meant I got to be with you in the end,” he said quietly.

                “DAWWW! MY BOYFRIEND IS SO CLICHÉ AND ROMANTIC!” I cried joyfully, kissing him deeply.

                “Oh Shaw. What am I going to do with you?” Chandler asked helplessly.

                “Strip me and fuck me?” I offered.

                “Tempting, but my mom and dad are out there,” he said and laughed. I smiled and hugged him tightly.

                “I really am happy we’re together now Chandler. I promise I will never hurt you,” I said.

                “I know you won’t Shaw. Thank you. I love you,” Chandler whispered. We shared a deep kiss, and in that moment, I was beyond happy that my heart had chosen to love Chandler Martin.

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A.N.- I know it was short and shitty! Haha, but you guys were asking for it :p So thanks for reading, I guess! The song that Chandler's tattoo is from is over there somewhere ---> 

Go listen to it! It's amazing!

On a totally unrelated topic, I'm trying to pick a name for a story. Do you guys like the name Cameron or Taylor better? :3 Thank you!

-Jen (SkeneKidz)