{Vote and comment if you hate Xzavier! Vote and comment if you think West is being a complete idiot ;) Btw, question! If you were West and Darren said wat he said about Xzavier, wat would u think? What would u do? COMMENT AND TELL MEH!}

(Look at that, an early update ;) Your welcome! This means A.) There will be no Sunday update and B.) There will not be a double update :) ENJOY MY BABIES AND BLAME XZAVIER, NOT ME! *hides behind Sam*}

        Darren's POV:

        West's lips are just as soft as before, minus them being cracked from the cold. The soft roughness of them has me groaning softly and pulling him closer, wanting- needing- to have him. After a few seconds, I nearly scream in relief when he starts kissing me back.

        I pull him into my lap fully and lace my fingers through his hair, tugging a bit and earning a moan from him. I nibble on his bottom lip and let my tongue dance with his when he grants me entrance.

        After a minute or so, we both pull back, gasping for breath.

        Shit... I just kisses him?

        West's POV:

        When we pull away, I stare at Darren- my crush for so long- in shock. He just kissed me.

        Kissed me.

        And he likes me? What the fuck?

        "Darren," I whisper, my lips tingling and my whole body on fire. "Why'd you do that?"

        It wasn't like I didn't enjoy the kiss, hell I loved it. It's just that I have a boyfriend, and not to mention, Darren hates me.

        Or likes me? I'm so confused!

        "I-I've liked you for... A long while," He chuckles nervously and runs a hand through his short black hair. "An-and I've been waiting to do that since we first kissed, when Kayden dared us... Um... So... Yep..."

        Still not comprehending that Darren fucking Hart likes me back, I raise and eyebrow and poke his chest. "You, Darren Hart, straightest guy I know, likes me?" I turn the finger that was on his chest and point it at mine.

        The brown eyed boy flashes me a sheepish smile and slowly nods his head. "Since you first kissed me... But I didn't come to terms with the feelings until less than a month ago."

        Nodding, I touch my tingling lips again. But then Xzavier runs through my mind, and I can't help but groan. "What about Xzavier?"

        Darren's eyes hold a conflicted look, as if he's trying to decide whether or not to tell me something. Maybe he wants to have a sexy threesome? I would be totally down for that!

        Finally he sighs. "I was gonna have this big elaborate plan to stop Xzavier... But I had to go and kiss you, so I'll just tell you what he said. And please, believe me. He said you wouldn't and that... Okay, I'll explain what he said."

        With a deep breath, he explains to me what Xzavier said, from never liking me to trying to take my virginity.

        My vision instantly blurs with tears. "Why?" I whisper, clutching onto my legs and burying my face in them, feeling betrayed.

        "I know, West... He's an ass-"

        "Why would you lie to me like that?" I whimper, pushing myself farther from him. "Is it because you like me? Are you so jealous you would go to extremes and lie?"

        I give him a disgusted look and push myself off the couch. "Let's just pretend that kissed never happened," I say coldly and walk into my bedroom, leaving him to sit there, stunned.

        Why the hell would he lie like that? I mean, Xzavier is the sweetest guy in the world and would never just use me for my virginity... Right?

        I lay down on my bed after locking the door so Darren can't get in. He tried knocking and getting in several times, but I don't come out of my room until I hear the doorbell.

        When I exit my room, I see all of my friend there, smiling. All except Sam, who is staring at Darren with concerned eyes. Best friend senses, maybe?

        I watch Sam pull Darren into my kitchen, but don't bother following them. How dare Darren lie to me like that. Why would he be that jealous after all this time of "hating" me.

        Xzavier walks in my house, snow lightly dusting his light brown hair. When he sees me, a smile spreads across his face. He grabs my arm and pulls me into my foyer, where mistletoe hung above us.

        "Merry Christmas, baby," Xzavier purrs and wraps his strong arms around me, placing a hard kiss against my lips.

        After a minute or so, we both pull back and smile. "Merry Christmas to you, too, sir," I poke his nose and giggle when he tries to bite my finger. Darren's words run through my head, and I can't help but falter a bit when he goes in for another kiss. Instead of letting him kiss my lips, I turn my head to the side so he just kisses my cheek. When he shoots me a confused frown, I hesitantly ask "Can we talk?"

        Xzavier nods his head and lets me pull him into my bedroom. "Oh, so you're finally ready?" My boyfriend asks with a suggestive grin. Without waiting for my response, he pushes me onto the bed and hovers over me, already attacking my neck with kisses. "Merry Christmas, indeed."

        Panic surges through me and I push Xzavier off of me, shaking my head rapidly. "No. No, no, no, no," I stand from the bed and keep shaking my head. "I'm sorry, Zav, but I am not ready for sex quite yet... Try back in a month or two?"

        Frustration and anger flashes through Xzavier's eyes, but it's quickly replaced with understanding. "Okay," He sighs. "But I am expecting for me to claim that virginity of yours."

        Darren's words flash through my head yet again, so I ask the question I pulled my boyfriend in the room to ask. "You aren't... You aren't using me for sex, are you?" I ask quietly, silently praying his answer is no, he'd never do that.

        Gasping, Xzavier slaps a hand over his chest. "I'm offended you'd even think that, Westie," He frowns and looks at the ground. "But if that's what you suppose I'm doing... You may want to break up with me, yeah?"

        I jump into Xzavier's arms and bury my face into his shirt, inhaling the sweet, musky scent of his cologne. "Never! I love you, Xzavier," I answer honestly, kissing his cheek softly. "I was just making sure you weren't..."

        "I would never, baby," He promises with a soft kiss to my neck. "I really believe that you are my one and only."

        I smile at this and hug him tighter, mentally smacking myself for ever thinking Darren would be telling the truth over something that stupid.

        "I love you, Xzavier,"

        "And I love you, West,"

        Darren's POV:

        After waiting in West's living room for an hour by myself, the doorbell finally rings, announcing- along with the yelling of my crazily loud friends- that Sam, Kayden and the gang are here.

        I answer the door and engulf all of them in huge hugs, minus the on-earth Satan known as Xzavier Resse, and wish each of them a merry Christmas. West quietly says hello to everyone and when he sees Xzavier, his face lights up and he launches himself at the asshole.

        My face must give me away because Sam grabs my arm and pulls me into the Destry's kitchen.

        "What happened?" He asks with a frown, studying my face with those blue eyes of his.

        Swallowing hard, I cast my eyes to the floor and sigh. "I told him how I felt... And we kissed... And when I told West what Xzavier said..." I sigh again and angrily tug at my hair. "Well he called me a jealous liar and told me to pretend that kiss never happened."

        Sam gives me a reassuring smile and pats my back. "Don't get discouraged, Dar," My best friend tells me. "You have that smart little plan of yours to fall back on."

        With another pat of my back, Sam exits the room and walks over to his husband, giving him a sweet kiss on his cheek and wishing him a very merry Christmas, a smirk on his face.

        By the look of it, I know exactly what Kayden is getting- or got, knowing those horny boys- for Christmas.

        I sit down in the kitchen chair with a sigh and let my hands run through my hair in aggrivation. "Why can't you like me back?" I whisper to myself. "Why West?"

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DO NOT KILL ME! YOU NEED ME TO WRITE WAT HAPPENS NEXT, SO NO TOUCHY ME! *hides behind Sam* SAM BABY, SAVE MEH!

Sam: *gives me a confused look and slowly walks away*

Well shit... *holds on pillow* PLEASE, WERREN SHIPPERS, DON'T KILL MEH!

Anywayyyy!

Who hates Xzavier?

I DO!

Okay, I love youuuu

XO,

ALYSSAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! (Merry almost Christmas, btw! Or happy holidays if ur Jewish c:)