When he heard the gasp, he immediately ceased what he was doing. What am
I doing?! He doesn't like me that way! Not caring to look at the scene, he raced off into the bathroom. He locked himself in one of the toilets.

What have I done? What have I done? What did I do? What the f**k have I done? I should just leave school and never return, in fact... that's a good idea.

Connor looked at the window in the toilet and started climbing toward it. He then decided against it and walked out the front door and left the school and walked home.

Michael's POV

Michael was frozen to the spot trying to register what just happened. Information Loading... Connor had just kissed him. Kissed. What had brought on that? Connor couldn't possibly have known that he liked him, could he? Judging by Connor's terrified expression, he must not have known that would happen. "Michael, buddy?" A hand in his face. Michael blinked, finally coming back to reality.

"J-Jere..." he said weakly.

"What happened, are you hurt?"

"No..." his shocked expression changed into a shy one. "C-Connor kissed me." Jeremy blinked before smiling.

"He did? That's amazing!"

"Yeah, but he looked terrified after he did it, almost like he didn't mean to..." he said, looking worried. "I want to tell him it's fine, I didn't mind it, but he ran off and I was frozen."

"Well, do you want my help to find him?" He asked. Michael nodded. They started to search through the school. Michael felt giddy but also slightly worried. They came across Rich and Jake, the latter having his arm around the former in a Totally Bro Way. "Rich, Jake have you seen Connor anywhere?" Jeremy asked.

"I saw him go toward the bathroom," Jake said, "if it helps." Jeremy nodded while Michael was focused on the way they were holding each other.

"You sure you aren't gay?" He commented, causing the boys to unlink almost immediately. Jake remained quiet as did Rich. Jeremy elbowed Michael in the side.

"We're trying to find your boyfriend," he said.

"He's not my-"

"Shhh," Jeremy shushed him. "After you've talked, you may very well be, now let's go and find him." Jeremy and Michael walked into the bathroom and noticed a door ajar. Michael looked inside.

"He's not here," he reported. Jeremy scratched his head.

"Then where could he be?" Michael considered something for a moment. He gasped.

"What if he's gone home?" He suggested.

"Why would he go home?"

"I don't know, but it could be the only place he is if we can't find him at school." Jeremy looked at him.

"We can't leave the school yet," he said.

"I know," Michael said. "I'll drive over there afterwards.." he went to class.

Connor's POV

Meanwhile, Connor was in his room, door locked and he was staring at the ceiling, cursing himself. How could he do that? Michael doesn't necessarily like him back, and then he just kissed him? What is wrong with him? Connor groaned, and put a pillow on his face. He couldn't show his face at school tomorrow. He wouldn't show up.

However much longer it was, he heard a car pull into the driveway. "Who is it?" He said to himself, going to look out the window. "Dad's at work and Mom's some place. He opened the curtain. There, parked in the driveway...

Was Michael's PT Cruiser.