Reece has just gotten out the shower and was in the middle of putting his tux on. He wasn't too fond of school dances; they never ended well. At least not for him. Emotionally anyway; by the end of the end his dates would always break up him,  and it didn't matter how long they'd been dating because he would always end up alone.

The saddest part? He's only ever been in three relationships.

Reece thought his first relationship was going well, but his boyfriend didn't seem to agree. He broke up with Reece only one week into the relationship because Reece was "too clingy and annoying".

Admittedly, his second relationship lasted longer. Reece actually had high hopes for this one. And his new boyfriend seemed to think so too. At least, he did. They broke up after almost a month of dating because Reece was "too distant to get to love".

Reece looked in the mirror and straightened his tie. His breathing was sporadic and heavy. He didn't mean for it to get so heavy, it just happened sometimes.

Before he could try to get a grip on himself he a shatter. Three seconds later his fist erupted in pain. He didn't scream out, he wasn't going to bother anyone.

He rushed to the bathroom to clean his wound. It wasn't too awful. If he wanted he could still go the dance. People would differently see his hand and stare, but that's not anything new. On second thought...

Reece yelled and completely trashed just the room. His breathing was still sporadic and heavy, but this time it was easier to manage. He could clean the room after the dance before the rest of the boys returned.

Reece sat on his bed and held his head in his hands. He cried. God, did he cry. He's giving up on dating. With all the times he's gotten his heart broken he's better off on his own.

He broke up with his third boyfriend. He cheated on Reece. Reece, at the time, didn't have it in him to find out who his cheated on him with, but clearly they were better than Reece could ever be. He told himself he didn't care; he did though. He cried for days when he found out.

Ever since then Reece has been on his own. And he was fine with that. Okay, he wasn't "fine", but he refused to give his heart just to get it back broken after he fixed it.

Except for tonight. Tonight would be the one night where he wouldn't get his heart back. At least not broken.

He walked to the door, paused to straighten his tux, and opened the door smiling slightly at his date.

"Ready?"

This time he won't be the one getting hurt.

"Yep, let's rock and roll."