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[11] Michael

"Michael! You can't ignore me forever!" Max yelled as he followed me. I look back and watch him come closer. I held Oliver tighter in my arms. I never once thought I would see him again. He wasn't supposed to be here.

"I'm not ignoring, I'm avoiding. There's a difference and I can do that all I want because of the way you treated me!" I yelled as I set Ollie down, watching him go up to the house, Harry not to far behind him. Ashton stood beside me confused as ever.

"The way I treated you? How about the way you treated me! You were the one that kept secrets from me I was your best friend!" He can't be serious.

"Max, I kept my secrets for good reason because once you found out you left! Do you think I liked knowing that my best friend hated my sexuality? That he was scared I was going to give him my 'disease'?" Oliver came running back. I smiled at him and blinked the tears coming to view. "Hey bud, what did you get?" I asked him completely ignoring Max.

"Skittles!" He smiled showing my the red packet full of the colorful candy. Harry came back with the same ref packet. He is so happy. Everyone is so happy. Why can't I be that happy?

I let him put his candy in his bag. When he had I took his hand in mine and walked him to the next house. Ashton met me putting his hand in mine. Harry took Oliver's other hand. We look like a big happy family, but we're not, we're anything but that. "I didn't know you felt like that." Max said. Harry took Oliver up to the house.

"You didn't know? I told you before I went to that club. I left with tears in my eyes, I drank so much I slept with some I didn't know and when you came back and saw Ollie, you said to me 'I'm glad you went straight. Feels good?' Got some news for you, I'm still gay!" The tears finally made their way down my cheeks.

"Daddy! Daddy!" I turn my head and wipe my eyes. I smile as Ollie runs to me. His little legs carrying him so far, so quickly.

"I think you need to leave, I don't want my son to hear this. Please leave." I waved max off and went to Oliver. "Yes Ollie?" I knelt down and looked at him.

"Why are you sad?" He asked. I looked down at the ground wiping my eyes again.

"I'm not sad bud." I lied. I am sad. The guy I had a giant crush on for years, my best friend pops up like a goddam poptart, dragging all these feelings I fought so hard to push down, up again. It hurts much.

"An old friend came back and he's hurting you daddy." Ashton cuts in saving me from my own destruction. "Harry, take Oliver to the next house we'll catch up later." He said handing his little brother his phone. Harry took the phone in his hand and Oliver's hand in his other and went to the next house.
"He hasn't left Mikey. I think you need to talk it out." Ashton continued. I sat on the cold concrete head in my hands silently crying.

"He hurt me, Ashton. A lot more than I've told you and a lot more than he knows." I sniffles as I heard foot steps. I felt Ashton sit next to me and saw Max's shoes stand in front of me. I lean on Ashton's shoulder hiding my face behind him.

"Michael, tell me what I did, so you can forgive me." Max pleaded. Ashton put his arm around my waist. "Please." I put my arms around Ashton, burring my head in his neck.

I spoke into his neck, not projecting my voice. "You told everyone about me. About my feelings toward you. You told them what you did that weekend, what you did to me. I don't think I can ever forgive you for that."

"What did I say about you? What did I tell them? What did I do to you?" He asked as if he completely forgot about it.

"You come here asking me to relive something so painful, so heart wrenching, and in front of my son no less. I'm not going to do this, I don't have to either." I lifted my head and whispered, "Please don't make me."

My tears were getting worst. I didn't know how to make them stop. I wanted them to stop, I just don't know how. "He doesn't want to talk to you." I heard Ashton say, Max mumbled something along the lines of 'I'm sorry' before I heard him walk off. I was relieved, the things he's done to me have me not wanting anything to do with him. Oliver might say something about wanting him to stay because he's his friend. But Max isn't someone I want around my son.

"Mikey, we should go find them." Ashton now said. I nodded and stood up. I wiped my eyes and took his hand. I leaned on him for support. "Are you okay? I'm sorry I made you talk to him. I should have just let you go with Oliver. I'm sorry Mikey. I truly am." I stopped walking and looked at him.

"You don't need to apologize. I need to. I didn't expect him to be here. I thought he was supposed to be in the next county over with his wife." I let go of his hand and he pulled my into a hug. I love his hugs they make me feel safe and protected. They were tight and he buried his head in my neck. He was a couple inches taller than me.

"Stop. I don't care that he was here. I don't care about him in anyway. I do however care about you and Oliver. If you don't like him then I don't like him. We're in this together."

"Together? We're not together.. I want to be but we aren't.." Maybe he meant tegether in general.

He pulled back and kissed me. "I want to be with you. I was waiting for the best time to ask. Right now isn't the best time." he whispered.

"I dont care if right now isn't the best, ask me." i told him my forehead pressed against his.

"Be my boyfriend?" he asked.

I smiled and said. "Yes." He kissed me smiling in to the kiss. It was a terrible night gone right.

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"Your dad and my brother are dating."

"Says who?"

"Says my brother telling us to go ahead."

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Sorry it's been awhile but its here and long. I hope you like it.. Michael and Ashton are together!!

So Max? Ash? Mikey? Harry? Ollie?

Where do you guys live?
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T.c.

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