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Long one :), but good one :D

~Age: 5~

"Matt! Give toy back" The young brown haired boy yelled, looking towards his "best-friend" who suddenly stole his little blue block. A smirk was playing on his tiny pink lips. Minutes of the young boy yelling had passed, and Matt didn't move an inch.
"Fine" Brandon huffed, "I guess we'll just stop being friends then" He finished starting to walk into the kitchen where his shorter mother was sitting.

The older child's expression changed instantly, "No Brandon! Wait" He yelled running towards his friend and grabbing his arm. "I'm sworry, here" Matt pouted and gave his friend his toy back.

"Thank yous Noochms!" Brandon exclaimed, hugging his best friend tightly. "We'll never stop being friends, I promise!"

~Age: 10~

These two boys were inseparable, always together, doing all the same things.
Skateboarding together
Playing Video games together
Just being with each other.

Both kids were in sixth grade, same class of course. Teachers knew how much these boys loved each other {Platonically}. They worked the best together, on every project.

"Petey!" Matt yelled looking for his friend, as they played hide and seek in the park nearest to Matt's house. Soft giggles could be heard from behind a tree where a smaller boy was crouched.
Matt smirked and jumped around the tree, finding his hunched over best friend.

"Awe dang, you found me" Brandon laughed, standing up beside Matt. Matt slung his arm over Brandon's shoulder as they walked back to Matt's house, before the night time struck. Matt was secretly never a fan of the night.

On the other hand, the younger boy beside him very much enjoyed the night time. Gazing at the stars and big bright moon.
Matt slipped the boys hands together as they walked, smiling at the feeling of the warmth. Brandon was surprised at the touch, but blushed as Matt smiled at him.
"We're gonna be best friends, forever and ever" Matt said poking his friends side and laughing.

Brandon had these feelings, that he couldn't explain. These feelings were starting to confuse the young boy immensely.

~Age: 12~

Summer before eighth grade, the two friends were having one of their last sleep overs before school was going to start. Matt wanted it to be the best, so he did everything he could so the two would have fun.
They went to the park, ate chocolate all night, watched movies on end, and stayed up till about two am.

Matt and Brandon were the closest of all their friends, and definitely the most comfortable with each other. It was about 1:55 am and Brandon was half passed out on the couch, Matt decided it would be best to carry his friend up to his bedroom, so he could be comfortable.

Once Brandon was placed in his light green bed, Matt started to leave the room, but he was pulled to a stop as something grabbed his wrist. "Wha-?" He started, "Stay with me Matt" A sleepy Brandon said. It took Matt a minute to think about what his "Best-friend" had just said, he just shrugged it off and dipped into the bed with Brandon. The younger moved closer to Matt and cuddled into his friend's chest. Matt gulped, new to the whole cuddly feeling. He soon wrapped his arms around his best friend and slipped into slumber himself.

~Age: 15~

It was the beginning of tenth grade {What a skip}, Matt and Brandon barely had any classes together. Which was shocking for them, since they'd been in the same class/classes for the past almost 9 years.
Luckily the boys had at least two classes together, the two being Mathematics and Geography.

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The intense, loud bell rang startling the  drained teenage boy as he sat in the library, finishing the homework he missed the night before. He was up all night, thinking, about what feelings he may be having. This certain topic has been bugging this boy for as long as he could remember. 

He missed having his best friend around, his "friend" was always with his new girlfriend, and his new friends. His best friend, was a "popular".

~Age: 17~

"Finally, I can leave this hell hole." A young teenager said to his friend, as they walked out of the main hallway, and out into the front yard of the school. It was a particularly cold day for this town. Brandon zipped up his back hoodie, looking around the yard at all the different students.

"I know right, I can't wait till we get home" His new brunette friend said, walking side by side with Brandon.

They passed all different types of groups,
The geeks
The Nerds
The Emo's
The Pranksters
And lastly the "Populars"

Brandon looked straight towards the middle of the popular group, his heart dropping as he spots his somewhat "best friend". They haven't talked in weeks, the only reason they still talk is because of their parents. It is easy for Brandon to admit his missing feelings towards his friend, they spent so many years together.

Matt immediately spotted his "ex-best friend" as he was walking with his new friend, Preston. Matt couldn't help but feel jealous of Preston, he couldn't explain how much he missed his friend. But Matt really didn't want to risk losing his popularity.

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Brandon and Preston arrived back at their house, instantly hearing the voice of one of their friends. "Goddamn it Jerome, give Lachlan his phone back!"

Seconds later a short bearded Jersey male came rushing around the corner and running to hide behind Preston. "Hello there Jerome" Brandon spoke, chuckling as Jerome's annoyed boyfriend walked around the corner, not impressed. "Hi Mitchell" Brandon spoke again, looking towards the Canadian boy.

"Hey Brandon" Mitch replied swiftly grabbing the phone from Jerome's hand, who was still hiding behind Preston.

"Why does everyone take my stuff!" A strong Australian accent rung throughout the main room.

"Vikk! Come calm your Aussie toy down!" Mitch yelled.

"Oi shut up money whore" The Aussie yelled back. Everyone soon started laughing including Mitch.

"God it's good to be living with you guys" Brandon exclaimed, "We're going to be friends for a while" Preston finished. Brandon's heart broke just a little more as he remembered those were the words him and Matt use to say to each other.

~Later that night~
~Brandon's P.O.V~

"Yo Pete, are you going to that party tonight?" My Texan friend said walking into my room.

"Uh, I don't really know.." My voice trailed as I thought about how Matt would be there.

"All the guys are coming" Preston said smiling in my direction.

"I mean.... I guess" I replied, "As long as I don't get left alone in any situation involving you know who" Preston was the only one to know about Matt and I's "friendship"

"Of course we won't"

A sigh escaped my lips and the male left my room in a skip, probably to go get ready with Rob. I turned myself back to my computer and continued to edit one of the guys videos. All the guys in this house make videos for a site called YouTube. Since I'm more shy than outgoing, I offered to edit some of their videos, instead of making my own channel.

Abruptly a vibration came from my phone beside me, it was a text, from a number I hadn't seen in awhile.

Hey, excited to see you at the party tonight
~Matt <3

"What the hell?" I muttered, why the fuck is he texting me. "I'm guessing he meant to send it to his girlfriend" I shook my head and started getting ready for the party.

~Skip to da party, Woot woot~

The gigantic house was filled with dozens of sweaty humans, as the loud music bleared through the multiple large speakers.

Although most people were socializing and having a "great" drunken time, theres always that one person. That one person who isn't drunk, isn't planning on getting laid, and isn't having a "great" time.
That's right you guessed it, Brandon Hutt is your guy. All his friends were drunk or at least almost drunk, while he was sat, alone, at a table fiddling with his thumbs until it was time to leave.

Almost about an hour of just sitting had passed for the boy, it was a fight in his mind, thinking if he should stay or not. A part of the boy hoped that Matt had actually meant to text him, but the other, more realistic side knew otherwise.

Suddenly Brandon's skinny arm was grabbed, and he was dragged off of his seat and into a room closest to him. He almost screamed, but he knew it'd be no use, you couldn't hear shit over this music.

The room was murky and shadowy. Brandon could barely see the figure standing in front of him. Which terrified the young boy. "W-Who's there?" Brandon shakily said, stutters slipping as he spoke.

"Oh Brandon..." The voice whispered, it was almost recognizable to the young male. "You know who it is" Brandon spotted the figure's smirk before anything else.

"N-No I don't" He replied more scared than before. Randomly the lights were switched on, and in front of the boy was none other than his "best friend" Matthew Nooch.

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Hmm I wonder what Matty boy was going to do or say..... it's ashame that only one will ever know :)

Thank you all for still sticking around if you have, you could possibly see that I am active on wattpad, with voted and commenting.... on other stories.... heh yeah sorry bout that.
I haven't been motivated to write, obviously. I guess you could call it writer's block, idk it probably is but oh well. Hopefully I'm back for a while :)
But.... you know me, no promises <3

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~A very thankful Emma :))