Connor tapped his foot on the ground anxiously, looking at his phone. He was attempting to distract himself from had happened. He was scrolling through Twitter. He sighed, and started typing.

So, what do you do when you accidentally reveal a secret to someone, and the thing that is the subject of the secret witnesses that confession?

He looked up from his phone briefly. He watched the other students around him. He looked back down and saw that Michael had posted as well.

That moment when you tell something to someone but that something just happens to be the someone and then you run away from them. F**k my life.

Connor got a quizzical expression on his face. What the f**k was Michael talking about? Was it about Michael's... Connor didn't want to admit he was jealous, but he was. Scowling, he turned off his phone. "Why has Connor been so grumpy these past few hours?" He heard Evan's voice. Connor blinked. I've been 'grumpy'? I'm not.

"Michael told him why Jeremy has been teasing him," Jared explained as the two of them came into view.

"But if he did... why is he scowling right now?" Evan asked, his eyes traveling over to Connor. "Shouldn't he be happy?" Jared shook his head, now smirking.

"Michael never told him who exactly it was," he said. "He isn't even aware he's jealous of himself." Evan sighed.

"My god," he said. "Will they ever realize?" Jared laughed.

"I say no," Jared stated. Evan then looked at him.

"Good luck," Evan stated suddenly, as he walked off to join his girlfriend. Jared blinked after him. Connor looked behind him, seeing Alana walk down the passage way. He stifled a giggle.  Connor walked away, not planning to see the same interaction those always did. He walked to his locker.

"How is the man with pretty grey-brown locks doing today?" A voice said behind him, causing him to blush. He turned around. He decided to flirt back.

"Just fine, now that you're here, man with gorgeous locks of dark brown," he made his tone flirty, causing Michael to stumble back and blush. "Does this handsome man happen to have a name?" He knew Michael's name, but he decided to ask it. Michael's blush darkened considerably and he seemed to lose the confident persona in favour of a stammer. Where did that come from? He asked himself. Didn't know I had that in me.

"Y-you know... it's M-Michael. Michael M-Mell..." Connor suddenly got worried. Was that too much? Did I break him? Does he like me?

"Michael, are you okay?" He asked. Michael nodded smiling.

"Yes, I am." His tone sounded like barely contained excitement.

Michael's POV

Michael was smiling really widely. He turned away from Connor to squeal. He called me handsome! He called me handsome! Well he could've just been going along with it, since I did sneak up on him suddenly, but still, he may (or may not) just have called me handsome! "I just didn't expect that. I didn't know if you'd respond." It was Connor's turn to blush, as Michael saw his cheeks redden.

Connor's POV

Connor was blushing. Profusely. "Well I- I- uh, I-don't know what came over me," he fumbled. Michael giggled.

"It's fine Connie," he rubbed his hand on Connor's arm. "That happens." Michael then brought his hand up to Connor's cheek. Connor looked down at him, Michael was slightly shorter, and stared at him. Oh if I could just kiss him... Connor blinked out of his state only to immediately fall back into it. Connor then felt his head moving forward, as if in a trance. He felt his eyes closing, as his head kept moving.

A loud gasp could be heard.