Louis hears the doorbell ring, and runs down stairs. He opens the bright red, front door, and welcomes his friend Bentley in. He had known Bentley since Louis and his father had moved here. Mark had instantly became friends with Bentley's father, Jim.

Bentley walks into the house, a shopping bag in his hand. "Hey! I came with a gift!" Louis smiles at him, and curiously tries to peak into the bag.

"Is that Bentley I hear?!" Mark pokes his head out of the lounge room, smile growing wide when he sees the tall, raven haired boy. "How are you?!" Mark walks up to Bentley and gives him a 'bro hug',completely ignoring Louis.

"I'm good! How are you, Marky?" Bentley leans against the wall, and crosses his arms over his chest, plastic bag still secured in his hand.

"Been better, been worse. How is the soccer team coming along?" Mark asks, genuinely curious.

"Yeah, yeah. It's great! Been training a lot, though. Finally got some down time so I thought I'd come see this one." Bentley pinches Louis' cheek, gently. Causing Louis to giggle, and Mark to glare at the small boy.

Louis looks at the floor, and scuffs his shoes against one another.

"I'm glad you came to visit, mate. I was just about to call your father too, what a coincidence!" Mark says, and Bentley let out a chuckle.

"Let's go..." Louis whispers, barely audible but Bentley catches on, and follows Louis upstairs.

"Here you go!" Bentley passes Louis a tub of ice cream out of the bag, follows by two plastic spoons. "Let's get fat together!" Bentley says, and opens the ice cream container, before digging in.

Louis doesn't, though. Bentley catches on that there is something wrong.

"Are you okay" the hazel eyes boy, asks.

"Not really... Bents, I'm moving." Louis says, heart aching at the way his best friends face drops.

"What?! Why are you leaving?" Bentley asks, a distraught look on his face.

Louis huffs, and lays down on his bed. "Well I told dad...you know."

Bentley hums, "Okay... and how'd it go? I'm guessing not good..."

Louis closes his eyes, "it didn't go well at all... he ignored me, then I walked in on him complaining about me to your dad!" Louis feels tears welling up in his eyes.

Bentley has a shocked expression on his face, as he lays down next to Louis . "Oh, Lou... I'm so sorry."

Louis clears his throat, "it's fine, I guess? I mean at least something good has come out of it. I'm gonna see my mum. Live in a new house. Have a fresh start." Louis turns towards Bentley. "Maybe I'll even get a boyfriend," he chuckles.

Bentley closes his eyes, looking pained. "Don't say that..."

"Say what? What's wrong?"

Bentley opens his eyes, and turns onto his side. "That you will get a boyfriend..."

"Why can't I say that?" Louis asks confused. "Am I not allowed to date someone?"

"I don't want you too, Lou..." Bentley puts a gentle hand on Louis soft cheek.

Louis' eyes widen, "uh..."

"I know I shouldn't feel this way, you're my best friend... I can't help it though." Bentley leans forward, and captures Louis' lips in his own, but pulls away once he realises Louis isn't kissing back.

Louis has a shocked look on his face. "Bentley... I'm so sorry. I don't feel that way about you." Louis looks at his best friend, worriedly.

"Oh? Yeah. I didn't expect you too. I'm sorry! That was so stupid! Gosh, I shouldn't have done that! Please forgive me?" Bentley rambles, as he is panicking.

"Of course I forgive you... you're probably just confused about your feelings since I'm leaving, maybe?" Louis asks, hopeful he doesn't offend his friend.

Bentley nods, "yeah that's probably it..."

They both sit up on the bed, and Louis leans over, and hugs Bentley tightly. "I'm gonna miss you so, so much!"

Bentley closes his eyes, trying not to let tears spill out. "I'm gonna miss you more..." he says, voice cracking.