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BAD CUPID

Created By; Snow Marisvega

Chapter 68

Henry's P.O.V

I just stared at those blue eyes of his that made me lose my breath every time, those eyes that screamed peace to me. I was breathing hard like I had ran a marathon but I was actually scared, scared of the outcome. He just looked back at me, a mix of shock, surprise and confusion was all over his face once I had confessed how I felt about him. I eventually had to tell him how I felt about him or I was gonna go crazy, he already told me how he did and if I didn't then I was taking this selfish asshole thing to a whole new level. I couldn't keep it in anymore, I was really losing my mind over this white haired boy who seemed to have turned my world upside down, I was mad at him for that, I was mad at him for making me feel the way I felt, for loving the way I felt. God, I was going insane.

"What?" His voice came out low.

"I like you, Dylan. I...I do." I wasn't gonna take my word back.

The look on his face did scare me, I was nervous I had to admit, way nervous. This was a huge deal in my life and I had not done a thing like this before, it had taken forever for me to realize how I felt about Dylan, maybe I knew all these while but chose to ignore it until last light.

"You're...you're just saying that c-"

"NO, I'M NOT."

"Yes you are! Y-You're only saying t-this because you feel pity for me or something, what? Is it a bet?"

"Don't you get it? I'm losing it, Dylan!" My voice came out a little high, I haven't slept in days and I know I probably look like a wreck but I tried to fix myself up before meeting him. "I'm losing my goddamn mind. Every time, its you. It's just you that I can fucking think of, since that day you barged into me! On your first day! You've been printed in my head and I c-can't seem to get you out," I ranted, I needed him to understand how I felt and to know that it ain't no joke.

"I still remember what you were putting on on your first day even. I didn't understand what was going on with me s-since you came into my life and I tried! I tried t-to get rid of you, that's why I was extra mean to you that day, outside the cafeteria. Cause I was s-scared, I mean the image of a guy I just met was stuck in my head and was always fucking making me smile. A guy." I emphasized and chuckled. "W-What was I supposed to do? I was confused a-and It didn't help that I had to see you every fucking day! I tried being more of an asshole to you to get you to hate me and not want to cross paths with me and I thought that would work out fine but it even made things worse for me and I found myself being drawn to you." I chuckled maniacally.

He gulped as he looked straight at me as if just hearing that someone he loved had just been in an accident, I rubbed my hands together as I breathed heavily and just looked at those cold eyes.

"You don't know what you did to me, hell I don't even know what you did to me. I'd find myself thinking about you, missing you every day, hour, minute, second that I didn't see you and that's not even the worst part. You wanna know the worst part of it all? It's the fact that I was doing this subconsciously. I'd find myself walking around the halls just to find you, just to get a glimpse of you and to look into those eyes of yours, to hear you be sassy to me and I'd always want to kiss those perfect lips of yours like my life depended on it."

"I'd search for you just to hear your voice and see you smile cause that was like my daily doze, your smile made me happy and then I realized that this isn't normal at all. Every time you laugh, there's this...this feeling in my stomach that I can't explain, like it does this backflips and I can't explain it. I'm always ready to fight whosoever makes you mad just for you, I can't even stop the anger I feel every time I see a guy making you laugh at his stupid jokes and wish I was the one." I said angrily, immediately remembering Christian who suddenly became my least favorite person.  Dylan just stared at me in silence, he seemed gobsmacked and trying to process everything.

It was crazy, me saying this. But it was all real, all of it. I don't know how it all started but my world seemed to stop every-time I'd see him that it confused me. I'd catch him laughing and everything would become slow at that moment, like my world was on a slow speed. The way he smiled found a way to always warm my heart. How he talked, walked, acted. His confidence, his demeanour, everything about him made me want him. It made me just want to hold him, and every-time he was hurt, all I wanted to do was protect him.

"I was ready and I still am ready to even cross the stupid red sea, to do whatever it is you want and I'm always gonna be ready to beat the shit out of Eric and I'll do it again and again and again just for you." The image of Eric made me furious, thinking of what he had done and the rift he had created. "Just for you, Dylan. Only you." My voice came out low, he didn't take his eyes off me, his face was just cold, no expression and that made me more nervous. "I'm ready to sit and hear you whine and talk about how broom was actually spelt with two 'u's and was later changed. I I find myself seeming your company and always picking up the phone to check up on you but pride wouldn't let me do that. I want to hold you and kiss you continuously and to talk about how shitty highschool is and how we can't wait to get out of this fucking place."

He didn't say anything and just stared. "You hurt me." His voice came out cracked like he was trying so hard not to cry.

My chest hurt.

"I wish I could take it all back but I can't. I hate the fact that I was responsible for making you cry, I cannot forgive myself for what I said that night, for those cruel words that keep playing over and over in my head to remind me he much of a dick I was. I will not stop apologizing to you even if it takes ten months or ten years. I hate myself for making you cry, you're amazing and no one is to ever make tears come out of those eyes of yours cause you're perfect in every way." I tried to swallow the huge lump in my throat, my hands were starting to shake so I stuffed them into my pants pocket. "I'm sorry that I was an asshole to you and I can't stop being an asshole," I chuckled bitterly. "I'm sorry that I'm a big jerk and I ignored and stayed away from you when you needed me the most, but....I'm not sorry that I like you. I'm not." I shook my head at him. "I can't apologize for that, Dyl. You've made me feel things that I didn't think I could feel, things I didn't think existed. I'm not into guys, Dylan. I'm not into boys," i paused and his mouth opened a little. "I'm into you. I'm into Dylan Dexwell, the boy with the white hair." I tried to smile. "A-And I don't know if y-you still like me or if you don't anymore but I-I just wanted you to know that I care about you. I want you. That I'm sorry and that I like you. I like you-like you, I know I said if I was gay I'd never be with you but who am I kidding? I'm gay for you, I accept that."

"Don't say you're gay for me."

"Right. Sorry." He chuckled nervously.

"You were never an experiment to me, I panicked when I said those things. I always screw things up and hurt the people I care about but not anymore." I shook my head. "You were never. Never an experiment, every kiss came from here." I pointed at my chest.

He chuckled. "You can't say y-you like me when you were busy kissing another girl last night at that guys party, I know what I saw!" He said, coldly.

"I know. I wasn't kissing her cause I wanted to. I j-just...she was everywhere and she seemed fun and I kissed her because...because of you." His brow rose. "I can't stop thinking about you, ever since I kissed you everything seemed right in the world, like it was gonna be okay. It was different. There's this sensation, this peace, this feeling that I get and I just wanted to know if it was a phase or something and so I kissed her but I felt nothing, it didn't mean anything. I was trying to get you out of my head, I wanted to know if I could taste what I taste in your lips on hers but I didn't. I just wanted to know what was happening to me cause it was starting to h-hurt. I'm sorry I did that, Dylan. I am so sorry, I just...I needed to know." I seemed miserable, I was miserable. What if he rejects me and spits on me? I ran a hand through my hair.

Dylan looked at me for the longest time. "So, you kissed her because of me? Excuse you? Do you know how stupid you sound? Jesus, that is not it. I didn't ask you to! She seemed fun and you kissed her? Bitch, if life was like that I would have lips infection!" He yelled at me.

"N-No, no, no. T-That wasn't exactly what I meant."

"Wasn't it?" He cocked his brows. "Cause that is something some toxic boyfriend would say to his partner after getting caught cheating. 'I did it because of you'.  Yeah, well done, JayZ." He clapped his hands. 

"Dylan. Please." I took a step towards him and he took one back, folding his arms and not looking at me.

"I wanted to be....sure about me. I kiss you and everything feels—right." I told him, softly. "There is just something about you, Dylan Dexwell. Something. And I got scared, worried, confused about me and what was happening. I thought it could be like a stupid phase but apparently it wasn't, and I thought maybe if I kissed her...then it would all go back to normal," I swallowed. "B-But this is normal, feeling this way is normal, being around you is normal. And then I realised that I am not just attracted to anyone with a skirt, or just anyone. No. No one who isn't...who isn't you." I said and he looked back at me.

"Her kiss was definitely not special like yours, she doesn't do that thing you do when we kiss." I said and he frowned.

"What thing?" He inquired.

"The lip biting thing, the smile you always try to hide. The whole....making me forget everything when I kiss you, your whole superpower. She wasn't you. I was not attracted to her, I am only attracted to Dylan. I only want you. I don't know what I am right now but I am definitely not straight." I chuckled nervously. "Maybe not gay too because I only find you hot and no one else at our school, well except this really cute boy who sits in front of me in history."

Dylan gave a small nod and looked away. "Does he have white hair?" He asked in a low tone.

I smiled. "He does have white hair, he is sexy as fuck."

Dylan almost smiled but quickly put on a straight face. "What about...What about your whole reputation thingy? You know, since I initiated you. I mean, Eric is probably about to-"

"Screw Eric and his stupid plan," I scoffed, I hated him. "I hate him and if I catch him I'll break him into pieces for what he did to you, I'm several days late but I'd still kick him in the balls until they come out of his mouth. Screw my reputation, screw it all. I don't care about it, I care about you. I care about you, Dyl. It's fine if you don't want anything to do with me anymore but I had to tell you how you make me feel, how I actually do feel about you. I don't despise you, you're not a disease." I then smiled, looking up to stop the tears from falling and embarrassing me even though I was pretty sure my eyes were really red. "You're the best, fucking, sarcastic, sassy, hottest teenage demon in the world and I love every part of you and I won't stop l-" I didn't see him walk over to me, I just felt hands on my cheek pull me down and instantly I could taste those soft lips again, the one I missed.

Dylan pulled back a little after slowly biting my lower lip, he opened his eyes and looked right into my eyes. God, did they sparkle.

He was beautiful.

"Does that mean you forgive me?" I asked softly.

He chuckled. "Would i kiss you if I didn't?" He was crying, I wiped them off with my thumb and smiled at him. "You're so fucking good with words, Jesus. I mean, you already got me crying and I just-"

He was talking too much, it was my turn to shut him up with my lips and that I did.

Dylan's p.o.v

My lips were locked in his, I smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist. We are kissing like crazy, as if our lives depended on it. His tongue slips inside my mouth like he always does, gentle at first but then rough and I let him. I had missed those lips of his, the kind that drove me crazy every time and I suddenly began to realize I was addicted to these lips. My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer. My veins throb and my heart explodes.

Never have I ever never wanted anyone like this before, like I wanted Henry. He raises me up and my legs are being wrapped around him, I'm lost in his kisses and can't help myself. He guides me down on the sand and he's laying on top of me, shamelessly making out in public and I don't even care, I don't care about being caught, I don't care about any of it.. All I want is Henry. The weight of his body on top of mine is extraordinary, he's pressed against me, and I inhale his shaving cream, his shampoo, and that scent, that Henry smell. That smell of his that I can't get enough of.

I want him, I love everything about him. I want to breathe him, lick him, his lips taste like an heavenly kind of chocolate, something extraordinary that I can't explain. We are both breathing hard, I need a little space to breathe but I just don't want to depart, I don't want this moment to stop, he was a goddamn amazing kisser and I was admitting it again and would all over again. I don't care about anything at all, just him, just this night, just this moment. He feels wonderful. His hands are everywhere, inside my pants, squeezing my buttcheeks and making me moan into his mouth, his tongue is battling with mine but like every other time, he wins. My hands move on their own, pulling his shirt over his head and touching every part of him that I missed. God, I want him so much. It doesn't matter that his mouth is already on top of mine, I want him closer, I want every part of him. I want Henry Ashcroft.

But I definitely at this point did not want Henry Ashcroft on sand, It made me feel super uncomfortable and I didn't want sand all over my body when making out with this boy.

"Oh my God, they're making out." An unfamiliar voice squealed startling me, Henry stopped and looked behind me, I rose my head a little to look and there were some girls who were staring and talking as they walked.

"OMG. We root for BL." One of the girls said and I cringed.

"What?" I grimaced in disgust.

Henry looked back at me, his smile was big just like mine and in seconds we both ended up laughing. He was actually laughing, it was really cute.

"Did she say 'we root for BL'?" I furrowed my brows.

He chuckled. "She definitely did. But, that shouldn't stop you from kissing m-"

"Get off me." I pushed him off with a chuckle. "I am not having sex with sand! I ain't no sandman."

"Ugh. I can feel sand all over me. I am going to regret this, we didn't think before laying on this sand, did we?"  I said and he laughed.

"We didn't."

I mean I know I wanted him, but sand? I had to think twice on that, hell to the no. I'm not having sand in there.

He fell beside me, snickering and now we were both looking up at the stars.

Then silence.

Not an awkward one, a peaceful one.

I couldn't stop smiling, Henry actually liked me. I felt this bundle of joy inside of me like I had been waiting for him to say those words to me, I should be mad at him but I mean he already apologized and so all is forgiven. He was confused, I made him confused. He's not into guys, he's into me.

I just couldn't stop smiling.

I was actually starting to blush.

My lips were probably swollen, I was staring up at the stars but my mind was elsewhere, I was busy thinking about this boy that laid beside me. Why did he have to be so perfect.

"I was scared you were gonna reject me, you know? I thought you'd slap me and say something sassy and walk away." He said after the long silence, still looking up at the stars.

"Should I have done that?" I asked, smiling.

"Hell no, I would have died."

I giggled. "Well now I wish I did."

He gasped and looked at me. "You are one evil hot being, aren't you?"

I blushed and shrugged as I looked at him, thankfully he can't see my face. "My dad says my kind is rare." I said and looked back at the sky.

"Well he's right," he smirked.

I grinned. "I really didn't think you liked me back."

"I didn't think I did until Zach spoke to me."

I frowned and quickly turned to him. "Zach knows?"

He nodded. "I have no idea how but he did and he spoke to me about it last night, he thought I was being a fool if I let you slip out of my fingers and he thinks you're crazy and annoying but also amazing,"

"He said that?"

He nodded.

"Was he high on something?"

"I also asked him that but he wasn't."

I laid back on the sand, thinking about how Zach knew, I was extra careful. We were extra careful so there was no way Zach would have known that Henry and I used to kiss and that we actually like eachot- "Oh My God!" I sat up, my eyes widen.

Henry sat up as well and looked at me with concern. "What's wrong?"

I looked at him with jaw dropped. "Those sons of bitches!"

He frowned. "I'm lost."

"They told him. They fucking told him about it, this was....they planned this. Oh my God." Of course they did, those little demons.

"Who did?"

"My best friends, they told Zach. They took me to the party last night because they knew you were gonna be there and that I was gonna tell you that I liked you and...oh my word, how did I not know this until twenty four hours later. Those sneaky bitches!"

Henry chuckled. "So they told Zach, so he'd talk to me and make me realize that I like you?" His brows rose and then he blinked. "Oh wow, that does make sense."

I nodded. "Wait till I get my hands on them," I said as I stood up but he quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me back down, right on top of his exposed body as he laid back on the sand.

"Henry!" I screamed. "I could have broken your bone or something!" I said, hands on his chest while his were wrapped around me.

He snorted. "You're like super skinny even skinny jeans are fat on you."

My jaw dropped. "You asshole." I tried to get free from him but he just held me tighter, this guy right underneath me was too strong for me, I keep forgetting that.

"Hey, hey." He said with a laugh. "Chill, I'm kidding. I mean you're still super hot and I'd totally do you no matter what?" He said, his voice really deep and seductive that it made my cheeks redden.

I blinked, instantly feeling hot. "You are such a perv."

"Why? It's the truth." He smirked.

I smiled at him. "You're super cute," I teased.

"That hurts my masculinity."

"Let me go now or I'll kick you in the balls."

"Kiss me and I'll let you go." He said with a seductive smile.

"Henry! I have to get home now."

"Just one kiss."

"Henry, no."

"Fine." He tightened his hold on me. "Then we'll stay here and just look at the stars together."

"Henry! Leave me the fuck alone!"

"Look how beautiful the stars are." He smiled, looking above.

"I can't actually see it, its your ugly face that i see."

He looked at me and arched his perfect brows. "We both know that I'm hot, i mean...look at me."

He was so full of himself, I rolled my eyes at him and instantly pinched his side really hard making him flinch and loosen his hold on me. I used the opportunity to roll off him and quickly stand up with a chuckle.

"That hurt!"

I grinned. "I know, that's what you get." I said as I dusted the sand off my clothes.

He stood up as well. "I'm gonna do my own payback."

"You can try." I said and stuck my tongue out at him.

"I'll drive you home, come on." He said as he started dusting off the sands on his body.

"I can find my way, Ashcroft."

"I'm not letting you go home alone," he said he picked up his shirt and wiggled the sand off it before putting it back on.

That was sweet of him and so I didn't say anything.

"Come on," he said as he walked, I walked beside him and we were back to silence.

"So, first day huh?"

"Don't even start."

"What?" I grinned. "I just wanna know."

He sighed. "Don't rub it on my face."

I nodded, trying not to smile. "I won't, I cross my heart."

"You don't even have a heart to cross."

"I should be offended but I'm not." I pouted.

He smiled at me. "You're really cute when you pout you know?"

"Then I should stop pouting." My face was heating up.

"You can try." He smirked.

***

I turned once I got to my door and smiled at Henry, who was standing right in front of me.

"You know you can go home now right?"

He nodded. "I know, I just...wanna make sure you-"

"I'll be fine."

He smiled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, I'll um...I'll see you tomorrow?"

He nodded. "Yeah, tomorrow."

I smiled and took out my key, I unlocked the door and walked in, silently closing it behind me, I couldn't stop smiling. I began making my way up the stairs, passing the living room I heard someone clear their throat. I turned and there sat mom, dad was sleeping peacefully on her lap.

"Hey," I smiled at her.

"Hi sweetie, how's Raven?"

I shrugged. "She's okay, she just wanted to talk about some stuffs, that's all."

"Oh, okay."

"What're you watching?"

She looked back at the TV and at me, "That Turtle movie."

"TMNT?"

"Yeah, the one they're four and their dad is a giant rat."

"TMNT, it is." I nodded.

"The movie isn't all that bad."

I smiled. "Plus Meghan fox is like super hot."

"She is, it's like she doesn't age. I remember that movie we both watched years ago, um...the one where she was a possessed killing cheerleader." She looked up as if the title was written there.

"Jenifer's body."

"Yes!" She grinned and snapped her finger. "Jesus, you really do remember things. It's been how many years?"

I chuckled. "There are some things that I just can't forget."

"Who would have thought Jenifer's body was one of them."

"I loved that movie."

"Yeah, kids your age would have been scared of horror movies but no. My kid had to be different, not all the jump scares even scared you."

I shrugged. "It wasn't even that scary."

Her brow rose. "I slept with the lights on for two nights." She said firmly. "No, not scary at all." She sarcastically added making me snicker.

"I gotta go to bed now."

"Alright sweetie, sleep tight."

"You should go to bed too."

"Right after this movie, I promise."

"Goodnight then," I said and made my way up the stairs, I stopped at my door and looked at Jaxton's with a straight face.

About Zach.

I walked to his door, I knocked on it and walked in without waiting for an answer.

"Typical Dylan, can't wait for a come in." He said and gave me a fake smile. He was sitting on his bed, about three books all opened and placed in front of him.

"Hey,"

"Hey. Your mom said you went out to see Raven."

"I did." I sighed and sat on his bed. "She just wanted to talk things out." I said looking straight at him.

"Hmm," he looked down at his books, "what'd she say?"

"Oh nothing much," I said and sat on his bed. "Just...random stuffs." I shrugged. "But you would know, wouldn't you?"

He looked up at me and blinked. "W-What'd you mean?"

Such an actor.

"Nothing," I shrugged. "Goodnight." I stood up and made my way towards the door but then an idea popped in, one I knew Jax wouldn't be able to resist spilling it all out, so I turned. "By the way, Henry and I made out!"

And that did it.

He clapped his hands happily and he gasped loudly, throwing his hands up in the air before grinning widely. "I KNEW IT WAS GONNA HAPPEN! I told Raven that you guys were so gonna make out and it happened! Oh my fucking gawd! It ha-" he trailed off once he realized what he'd done, I just had a brow cocked and my arms folded at him, a killer expression was definitely on my face. He cleared his throat and swallowed. "I..I mean...What? You a-and Henry? H-How? Didn't see that coming-"

"Quit the act, Olson. I know that all these where you and Raven's plan! Are you guys fucking kidding me? Did you honestly think I'm as stupid as Eric and wouldn't figure this out?"

"It did take you a whole day-"

"I will slap you with that textbook and believe me when I say surgery won't fix your face!"

"Okay! Okay!" He rose his hand in surrender. "I mean, we didn't think you'd figure it out quickly or...at all but then you're Dylan. What did we expect? Look, we just wanted to help you out, we love you and you both seemed like no one was gonna make the move and we decided to make it for you."

"And Zach?"

"Well....Raven spoke to him about it, Zach knew something was up after the party last night." He shrugged. "And she told him and he decided to help and so he spoke to Henry, what were we supposed to do? You obviously liked him but you weren't ready to do anything about it and you didn't even know you did so we made the move for you."

I was silent, I sighed and walked back to his bed, sitting on it. "You guys are crazy, you know?"

He nodded, smiling. "Believe it or not, you're crazier."

I chuckled. "We'll all talk tomorrow."

"So, about the...make out section? Did it really happen?" His face had hope in it.

"I'm not telling you, goodnight!" I said and stood up, making my way to the door.

"That's not fair!"

"Nothing is fair, boy." I said as I walked out of his room, closing the door behind me.

I walked into mine and collapsed on my bed, the flashes of tonight came back into my head and I couldn't help but smile.

Henry Ashcroft liked me.

He liked me.

***

Zach's P.O.V
(Last night, during the party)

I had gone after Daphne that night, apparently while making out with her, I had moaned out someone else's name right before we had sex. The redhead's name.

Raven.

Daphne was pissed and had left the party in tears, I had followed her, apologizing continuously but she wasn't hearing any of it. I just needed a good fuck and Daphne was always there, I knew she liked me but she wasn't really my type, I mean I tried to like her the way she did but I couldn't. She was always there during desperate calls and now she was leaving me hanging, she was a good fuck though. I was hard as hell and I had ruined a good night fuck by moaning her name.

"Daphne, wait. It was a mistake."

"Go fuck yourself, Zach! Seriously do!" She said with tears in her eyes.

"Daphne, baby. Please, let's just go back inside and talk."

She walked back to me and slapped me across the face, it did sting.

"Ow!"

"Goodnight, Zach. Don't call me, delete my number. I am not your slut!"

You've been my slut for weeks.

"Baby."

She walked back into her car, angrily slamming the door shut, she started the engine and drove off. I just stared at the car as it moved with a sigh.

"Fuck!" I ran a hand through my hair, I was really mad right now. I angrily began making my way back into the party when someone ran and bumped their shoulder with mine almost knocking me down, I turned and it was of course the boy I hated.

Dylan fucking Dexwell!

"Hey! Watch where you're going, fucktard!"

I expected a sassy reply or something but he didn't say a word to me and just kept walking. "You just had to be an asshole tonight as well, huh? Yo! I'm talking to you!"

I was mad but every argument with Dylan always turned out to be fun, one way or the other believe it all not. He had a salty tongue and I hated the way he spoke but arguments with him always made me wanna keep going.

I was interrupted by a voice which also ran out of the house and ran past me without even giving me a glance. Henry.

"Please slow down, Dylan!" He said as he rushed down the stairs and began following him, Dylan's sped up and began walking faster.

I frowned.

What was going on?

My suspicions were back again, I had always been suspicious of them both cause I don't know, there was just something about these two that didn't quite click. Plus I don't know how possible it is but Henry was always cheerful and happier when Dylan was around, he rarely showed it but I always saw how his eyes would light up when Dylan was in the room. Sometimes we'd be in a discussions and he'd be laughing about a memory of both of them, I'd ask and he'd tell me and it was always Dylan! Dylan! Dylan! Enough to get me suspicious about the two of them, at first I thought he was gonna replace me with that weird kid but it wasn't that at all, I figured but it couldn't be anything. Henry wasn't gay, I mean I know Dylan is since Henry already told me about it.

I was about to follow when a hand grabbed my arm, I turned and there stood the power ranger's cast. Jon, Jaxton and Raven who was currently holding my hand. The girl who's name I had moaned while making out with another, the girl I was so mad at for pushing me away when I tried to help.

"Wait," she said, looking straight at me.

I looked at her arm and back at her, cocking my brow at her. She understood the signal and slowly let go off my arm.

"You can't follow them," Jax said.

"What's going on here?" I asked, apparently they knew something.

"Nothing, let's just go into the house." Jon said.

They were hiding something.

"I'm not stupid!"

"Zach," Raven called.

"Y'all treat me like I'm stupid but I'm not, okay! I'm smart! I'm not some dumb teenager like you guys think and I demand an answer, right now!" I growled.

They looked at each other, contemplating if to tell me.

"Fine, I'll just go get the answer myself!" He said and began walking.

"No, wait!" They all chorused and I stopped, turning back to them.

Raven looked at the boys. "I'll handle it, you boys go."

They both nodded and walked back into the house.

I looked at Raven with a scowl. "Well, start talking or I'm gonna go there and-"

"And what?" Raven spoke. "You already know what's going on. Yes, whatever you're thinking is right! Yes, they like each other. Yes, they make out every time they get the chance. Yes, they can't stop thinking about each other and need each other."

I went speechless, she had to be joking. There was no way they were....

"What?"

She sighed. "My best friend and your best friend like each other but they don't know it. They're still stuck in their own world and keep acting like idiots," she sighed again. "They like each other."

"No," I shook my head. "That's not possible."

"Why? Are you stereotyping now?" Her brow rose. "You don't want Henry with a boy, is that it?"

I blinked. "N-No, I'm not...I'm not h-homophobic, it's just-"

"Then what? Why are you suddenly sad that they like each other? Don't you want Henry to be happy? An apple can be green or red but they're all apples in the end. We're all humans at the end of it all and you have to accept that Henry likes Dylan just like we all have accepted it."

"H-How? How long?"

She shrugged. "Apparently, the kissing thing has been going on longer than you thought. Longer than you can imagine and feelings started to grow but they both don't know it, I know Henry likes Dylan. I see it better than you do, your best friend hasn't slept in days, did you know?"

"He always gave a stupid excuse."

"Eric's been blackmailing the both of them, it's because of a photo he got. A photo of both of them kissing and it's driving them both crazy cause they have something to lose. Dylan could lose his parents and Henry cares about his reputation."

"This is all....too much to take in."

She smiled. "Be happy for him. He needs your help now more than ever."

I frowned in confusion. "W-What do I do? How?"

"Talk to him and help him realize that he likes Dylan, let him know that he's not losing his best friend just because he likes a guy. I think you're also one of his fears, he's scared of everything he'll lose. He's scared he's gonna lose his best friend, make him understand that you're not going, that you're staying."

I swallowed.

I shouldn't be surprised since I was seeing all the signs but I was a little surprised because Henry actually liked someone.

"I know you don't like Dylan but...he's not all bad."

I smiled. "I know." I sighed. "This is a lot to take in," I chuckled softly. "But um...I'll...I'll speak to him."

She smiled. "I think they make a good match."

"They do argue a lot, it's fun to watch." I chuckled and so did she.

Silence.

"I'm sorry, Zach."

"For what part?"

"That night, I didn't...I didn't mean the things I said. I just..."

"You know what?" I looked at her. "I think you meant every word."

She shook her head. "No, I didn't. I just wanted to get rid of you because I was scared, okay? I don't normally get people caring for me and I was scared of what Johnathan was gonna do to you."

"You don't get it. I was ready to do anything for you, I don't care about the outcome, Raven. I don't. I had to tell Dylan about it and he started the agent of shield team to help get you justice. I punched Johnathan because of you and I didn't care about the result, I care about you but you don't!"

"I do. That's why I didn't want you hurt."

"Well you hurt me, Raven. More than anyone else and I can't thank you enough for that." I said angrily and began walking away.

"Zach, stop."

But I didn't and then she grabbed my arm and twirled me, I rolled my eyes. "Raven, I-" she pressed her lips against mine, shutting me up. She tasted like strawberry, her lipstick I presume.

"What was that for?" I asked softly once she stopped.

"My appreciation, for what you did for me. I can't thank you enough, Zach. And no, you're not stupid at all, you're not dumb either. You're the smartest boy in Eastwood."

I blinked. "Am I speaking to Raven or is there someone else in her body? It's starting to scare me."

Her brow rose. "Nice way to ruin it." She said and walked past me.

"Hey, I was just kidding." I chuckled, she flipped the bird at me as she walked. "I'm already hard!! Raven!!" She still didn't answer, making me smirk. "My parent's outta town."

"I'll see you tonight." She said before walking back into the house making me chuckle.

What was it about her that drove me crazy.

Two hour's later.

I walked into Henry's room, he was laying on his bed, definitely wasn't sleeping but seemed like he was. I knocked on his door which I had just opened, he mumbled something.

"Speak louder,"

"People knock before entering not after." He said grumpily and sat up.

"I'm Zach, it doesn't work that way for me." I said before closing his door and making my way to his bed. "What's up?" I asked as I sat beside him.

"Nothing, just a headache."

"As a result of alcohol or from Dylan?"

He quickly looked at me. "Why would you think it's cause of him?"

I chuckled. "You ran past me when you were going after him and totally blurred me out."

"Oh, sorry."

"So, wanna talk about it?"

"No."

"Well then, talk." I wasn't taking no for an answer.

He rolled his eyes. "Get out of my room, Zach. I need to sleep, I'm tired."

"Henry, sleep can wait. You haven't been sleeping for days and so tonight can wait, what happened earlier?"

He just looked lost in space. "Dylan likes me." He said bluntly. "..that way." He added.

I had to act surprise. "Oh. Wow."

"He's liked me for a long time but only realized it tonight and...well he still doesn't wanna talk to me."

"And it bothers you?"

"Everything about him does."

"How'd you feel about him?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, I really don't know." He chuckled.

"Maybe you need to let your feelings come through, bro."

He looked at me this time.

"What'd you mean?"

I nodded. "Maybe there's something you haven't come to terms with it yet cause you're scared."

"I'm not scared of anything."

"Not even about losing your reputation or me?"

"How'd you-"

"You're Henry Ashcroft, no one can take your place in Eastwood high. You did nothing and got your reputation, your mystery got you there. Fuck reputation, think about what makes you happy. What makes you happy, Henry? "

He didn't answer.

"Dylan's a sassy asshole that I would love to actually cut his toes off and....I hate to admit it but he's an amazing kid too. He's full of life and fun and awesome."

He frowned. "Are you high on something?"

"I wish I was, that confession made my mouth bitter." I grimaced, he chuckled. "I've never seen anyone make you as happy as he does. All you do is talk about him and laugh and search for him in the hallway, yes. I see you do it. What exactly do you like about Dylan?"

"Everything," he chuckled. "His hair, eyes, the way he walks, talks, everything. He's like some kinda fallen angel or something that I want. I want for myself. I just wanna make him mine, that's all I think about. He's stuck in my head and I c-can't get him out. When he told me he liked me, I was excited about it but it got me confused the more and I don't even know what about. When he's hurt its like I'm hurt, like I can feel his pain."

I smiled. "You charged at Eric and almost broke all his bones when you found out about what he did to Dylan. Months ago, this same Henry wouldn't haven't done that or even cared about it. I've never seen you as angry as you were that day in the locker room for a very long time, fighting for him like you were ready to do so. It got me thinking, what has this kid done to my best friend," I chuckled. "And then I saw more but the most important part was you being happy."

"He's amazing but all I do is hurt him."

"Maybe you need to stop thinking about yourself and start thinking about him. You wanna know what I think?"

He looked up me with a cocked brow. "Do not say something stupid."

"I think you like him too."

His brows knitted. "What?" He chuckled softly.

"Think about it, those unexplained emotions, always wanting him. I heard when someone likes someone else, they feel all these electric sparks in their body when they touch or see the person they like. Do you?" I asked with arches brows.

He went quiet, lips apart as if I had just read his mind.

I smiled. "I guess you do. And no, I lied, I didn't read that. I used to have that with Claire, those weird unexplainable feelings. Maybe you need to think more about it, about him. About your feelings. Don't hide it, don't keep it in. Don't force them back inside and ignore them like you ignore me when I ask for a copy of your homework. Let them out." I said and patted his shoulder. "And when you do, you my dear best friend will realize that you like Dylan." I smiled at him.

He still looked confused as ever, no words were leaving his mouth as he stared at me. "You don't control who you like, Henry. It just happens. And I don't hate you if you like a boy, seriously girls have a lot of trouble and are annoying so I understand if you like boys." I smiled at him and then my phone beeped. I took it out, it was a message from Raven telling me she was on her way to my house. "I gotta go," I said and stood up.

"Where?"

"My house."

"Daphne?"

"Nah, she's long gone." I smirked. "See ya." I winked and headed for his door but stopped and turned to him. "I still love you bro."

He smiled at me. "I love you too, Zach."

I smiled and walked out of his room. I didn't care that he liked boys, he was my best friend and I was gonna support him no matter what.

But Monday was the real deal, how was the school gonna take it?

Author's Note.

Well, I gave y'all what you wanted. Finally, they confessed and I'm happy for them.

I hope I did not disappoint in this.

Y'all have been asking for Henry's POV and here it is! It wasn't really long, I know. But from now you are gonna be getting more Henry pov's.

Truthfully, I first wrote Henry's P.OV in chapter 21 and in that chapter he confesses his feelings for Dylan to the readers which was after the whole Dylan and Vaughn thing, but I thought nah! Too early, I didn't think It'd take another forty seven chapters to actually write Henry's POV. The time just didn't seem perfect cause I didn't want to ruin it all and tell everyone how Henry actually felt about Dylan. I still have the Henry's confession in 21 that I can't delete cause I don't want to..

I hope you enjoyed this chapter like you enjoyed the plot twist of the last one. (Sticks tongue out like cardi b). Y'all were gonna bite me because no one expected it but that's what I do, I don't give y'all everything. I mean come on, what kinda writer would I be if I do....all that.

It wasn't easy writing this chapter AT ALL! I mean I was writing from Henry's perspective for the first time and I went totally blank and didn't know what to do and didn't know how to go about the confession, should I add it all or just go half way and so I didn't put it all in and I just had to come up with that.

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