(I know this was supposed to be a oneshot book...but I just love these two together.

(Photo not mine, from Pinterest.)

((Also, trigger warning. This will be a strong chapter. Gets Into talking about their scars, SH. If It triggers you please skip the * section. There's also some mature things after.))

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Original story, created by- Dakotahstacy3. ONLY on Wattpad.
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(Written back in June 2024)

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Peter's pov-

Me and Cole laid down on his bed, got comfortable and I put on Heartstopper.

"Here's the show. I already watched the first season and I loved It, so I wanted you to see It." I said to Cole.

"Okay, It looks interesting." He said smiling at me then placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Mm, I like forehead kisses." I said and snuggled Into him.

He kissed my forehead again "You do huh? Well there will be plenty more, baby."

We started watching the first episode, the the next and the next. I just loved It so much, so I will definitely be watching It 10 times or more. Ahh! It's so cute and It really has helped me figure things out. It seemed to have the same effect on Cole.

"Reminds me of us. I'm definitely Nick and your Charlie." Cole spoke up. "And there really cute. I like this show."

"Yeah, It's pretty obvious who's who. I'm glad you like It." I said.

"Uh, the other day. I took this quiz, y'a know like Nick did In the show. Trying to figure things out. I don't know what's going on, but I do know that I like you, just you." Cole said with a soft smile.

"I like you too." I stared Into his eyes.

"Kiss me, now." Cole said.

"Mmm, gladly." I said and kissed him. I couldn't get over how nice It felt to touch him, kiss him or just be In the same room as him. Once we pulled away I put my head on his chest. Everything felt right, right now. I didn't care about anything else, just living In the moment.

Later In the day I kept thinking about something."What do you think will happen when people find out?" I asked worriedly.

"Some people will accept It. But to all the people that don't, we'll just ignore them." Cole said wrapping his arms around me.

"I know you have to go soon. But I hate when you leave." He said.

"I know. I hate It too." I said with a frown.

"Hey." Cole put his finger under my chin. "Can I call you mine now?"

"No, that sounds too possessive...how about boyfriend? And not just a friend who's a boy." I said.

"I like the sound of that. My boyfriend, Peter Driscol. He's so adorable and smart. Cuddling with him Is the best thing ever, besides kissing him. And only him." Cole said with a huge smile.

"My boyfriend, Cole Mathews. Who may be a big, muscular, idiot. But I really like him." I said with a huge smile.

"I know you definitely like my muscular arms around you." Cole teased.

I lightly laughed "Yeah, yeah. Now kiss me again."
I grabbed Cole's head, pushing him Into me, kissing him deeply.

"You know something?" Cole said.

"That you just interrupted our kiss?" I said pouting.

"Your the first and only person I've ever kissed. I'm glad It's you. And that time that you put your tongue In my mouth, kinda freaked me out, since I wasn't expecting It. But I learned to enjoy It. Touching you In any way Is enjoyable. Even If we just brush are arms against each other. I never want to be away from you. But I know that won't happen." He said smirking.

"Well, I am amazing. And you kind of ruined the mood, but another kiss should fix It. Maybe with a little tongue." I teased.

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My parents were both away for something, I kinda zoned out about what they said. But I had the house to myself, so I could just enjoy this time alone. I decided to take a shower, then I would make food, and try to find something new to do. But I'm probably just going to talk to Cole. I smiled thinking about him. I probably looked like an idiot, smiling at nothing... But Cole Isn't nothing, he means a lot to me.

I got In the shower, the warm water felt so good. No more dips In the freezing pond or carrying rocks. I mean I understand It was important, but things are different now.

After being in the island for about a year, It felt so amazing just to take a shower, let alone a hot shower. Me and Cole didn't have to hunt for food, keep the fire going or deal with nature being rough on us. Now we had to deal with high school, ugh. Sometimes I do miss the island, but maybe It's just being alone with Cole that I miss.

I thought about some things but they just went down the drain. I was so enveloped by the warm water and my thoughts, that I didn't realize how long I was In there. Probably using up all the hot water, who cares though. It felt good for my soul, having time alone, to be away from It all. I sighed In relief, feeling relaxed here. The only other place I felt safe and relaxed was with Cole.

I heard the bathroom door open all of a sudden, make me jump. What If It was a murderer or something!? A burglar, spirit, my parents!? What was that!?

"You busy?" I heard a recognizable voice say. Of course.

"What are you doing here, Cole!?" I said shocked.

"I wanted to hangout, but I see that your busy."

"Yeah, I'm busy. Get out! Now!" I yelled at him.

"Okay, I'll wait In your room." He said and walked out of the bathroom.

Why would he do that!? He took every chance to annoy me, ughhhh!
I turned the water off and felt the cold air hit me, I hated that moment getting out. I reached for my towel, but It wasn't there. What!? I could have sworn that I grabbed one. Maybe I forgot?

I glanced at the closed door...Cole...of course. He had to mess with me, anyway he could. Kind of bully behavior If you ask me.

I grabbed my shirt on the ground to try to dry off a little, I didn't want to slip on the tile floor while trying fo get another towel. I opened the cabinet, with none to be found.

"Cole!" I yelled at him though the door.

"Yeah? Is there a problem?" He said, knowing what he did.

"Give me my towel back, now! All of them while your at It!" I was so mad and felt so...well, naked. And he was right outside the door! I felt nervous and mad.
"Seriously, Cole! This Isn't funny! Please give them back!" I yelled and felt like I might even cry. I didn't like this, It wasn't funny. It felt like something the other guys at school would do, not Cole...

"I will. You just have to say the magic words." He said teasing me.

"Cole. Seriously, please." I didn't yell this time, I just pleaded. It would be so stupid for me to cry over this.

"Just figure out the magic words, then you can have all the towels you want." He said.

"I don't know Cole. Just please?...Handsome? Boyfriend? Cutie? Pleaseeee, just give them back!" I pleaded again.

"Fine, I'll tell you the magic words, then you repeat them back." He said.

"Fine. What are they?" I would do anything right now, for him to just give me back my towel and let me put some clothes on.

"Just say, come here, baby." He said. I was confused but just wanted this to end.

"Okay, fine. Come here....baby." I said annoyed...wait...what did I just say!? Oh no.

Cole opens the door slightly and threw a towel to me. I quickly wrapped It around my self. Then Cole walked In...I-I-I uh...um...what Is he doing!?

He had a towel around his waist. That was It. He stepped In front of me and put his hands on my arms.

"I'm sorry I annoyed you, I just wanted to be with you. I couldn't help myself. So, come here, baby." He said, softly looking Into my eyes.

I felt so uncomfortable and awkward, but his touch made me forget everything...

I hugged him and he held me. His bare skin against mine, his scars were obvious, all over his body from the attack...speaking of scars...what If he saw mine!? Oh no, no, no, no! I can't let him see them. He'll judge me... He'll think their gross. He'll...

*trigger warning*

I pulled away quickly "Get out!" I shouted at him while staring at the ground.

"Peter?...what's wrong?" He said quietly.

"Just get out!" I yelled again.

"Okay. I'm sorry...I shouldn't of. It was a mistake." He apologized and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

"J-ust, get out..." I mumbled trying to fight back tears. Once he closed the door I collapsed on the floor, leaning against the counter. I put my legs up, leaning my arms on top. Then I started crying, trying to be quiet so he wouldn't hear me. I don't know how long I stayed In there, but I ran out of tears eventually and tried to catch my breath.

Why was I like this!?

There was a gentle knock of the door then Cole said "Are you okay, Peter. Do you need or want anything? Anything at all?"

I didn't say anything, just sat on the ground, staring at the door.

I could hear him sit down against the door. "I'm really sorry Peter. That was so, stupid. I shouldn't have come over here." He said quietly.

I scooted closer to the door. He took a deep breath the sighed. "Ugh, I messed up." He mumbled to himself.

I closed my eyes for a second then spoke up quietly "Cole?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Can you just grab me some clothes please?"

"Yeah, yeah, I-I can." He got up and handed me some clothes though a small gap with the door open. Some pajama pants and a sweater. I put them on and looked at myself In the mirror.

I hated what I saw. My eyes were puffy and red, my nose was stuffy, even with clothes on now, I still knew where all my scars were. I sniffled and took a deep breath. Then I went to the door and opened It.

Cole was standing their, dressed again. He looked so worried when he saw me, worried and sad. I hugged him tight, my face buried In his chest.

"I'm so sorry baby. I didn't mean for you to get so upset." He said softly. I sniffled again, an annoying effect of crying. My arms were shaking, I just hugged him as tight as I could.

After a moment he pulled me back to look at me. He noticed that I had been crying "oh, baby..." he put his thumb on my cheek. "I'm sorry. I don't want you to cry, okay? Everything Is okay. I'm here. But If you want to be alone, I will leave."

"No..." I said and coughed to clear my throat. "Just stay here, please. Don't let go of me."

"I won't baby. Let's sit on the bed, okay? You'll be more comfortable there." He walked me towards my bed and we sat down. He kept holding me, staying quiet. But even then, my thoughts wouldn't quiet down.

I hate my mood swings! This Is all my fault!
My stupid brain! I hate It! Why do I think such terrible things!? Why did I hurt myself, leaving scars!? Where people could see them! No matter what I do, people always hurt me. Hating and judging. No one understands why I hurt myself. I don't even know why I did. I'm just messed up!

Cole noticed I grabbed him tighter "Are you okay? What's wrong? P lease tell me. I'll listen to whatever you say. I'm here for you, Peter."

"I-I don't. You surprised me. And I-...I felt uncomfortable, and I just- don't want you to see." I tried to talk, but I couldn't say much more.

"I'm sorry, It was stupid and too quick. I thought- well I didn't really think. I messed up really bad." Cole said apologizing.

I finally managed to speak up "I didn't want you to see my scars. I don't like people seeing or knowing about them...especially you." I felt a few years leave my eyes. I was laying on Cole's lap, with my head on his chest.

"Peter. I would never judge you for anything. You have been through way too much. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you. When Edwin told me, I was so scared and worried about you. I just wanted to be there to help you. I ruined your life. It was my fault, Peter. Please don't blame yourself." Cole said. It was just what I needed to hear, but It made me so emotional. More tears poured out, even though I thought I was done crying. I In fact, was not.

"Go ahead and cry, let It all out. I will take care of you the best I can. Be there for you, make you feel safe, whatever you need, baby." He held me while I cried.

"I'm messed up, I think about bad things, I've done bad things! And I hate It!" I started to cry out. "I hurt myself! Because I was so messed up! It Is my fault!"

"No, no, no baby. It's not, Its really not your fault. You can't control It. I know your strong and amazing, you made It this far because you are made for great things, Peter." Cole said making me look at him. My tears clouding my vision.
"I care about you so, so, so much. I hate that I hurt you and I wasn't there sooner. You deserve so much better. I will never judge you for having scars. And you need to talk about It, It's not healthy to bottle It up, okay?" He started crying while talking.

We hugged each other as right as me could, but I was pretty tired from all these emotions and crying. I decided to sit up, looking at Cole.
"Thank you, I needed to hear that. I really, really needed It." He looked at me then placed a kiss on my forehead. I gave him a small smile.

"Come here...baby." I grabbed his hand and stood up. "I...I want to show you now." I slowly rolled my sleeves up, exposing the cuts on my wrist, that traveled up my arms.

Cole grabbed my arms gently and looked at my scars. His eyes were cloudy and sad. After a minute of looking, he looked me In my eyes. "I'm so sorry baby."
"It's okay. Bad things happened. But they don't have to happen again." I said.

He stared at me, with pain In his eyes. He took my arms and placed kisses on both of them.
"You won't ever go through that again. I promise you. I will do my best to protect you."

The cold I felt suddenly went away, replaced with warmth. My tears went away and I kissed Cole softly.  Staring at him while I said "I'm never going to do that again. I promise you that."

He nodded and looked like he wanted to say something, but didn't. We just held each other and kissed a few times.

My stomach growled "Uh, can we get some food?"

"Of course, baby." He said, making me feel safe and loved.

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We went downstairs and got some food. I haven't cried that much In a long time, but It felt good to get It out. Now I could eat comfort food and let Cole hold me. Instead of bottling It all up, I talked about It. Now I can move on.

"What do you want to do today? I'm sorry I messed up this morning." Cole said to me.

"It's okay...Can we watch more of heartstopper?" I asked.

"Yeah, baby. We can go upstairs and cuddle while we watch It." He said.

"That sounds really nice...do you think you could pick me up and carry me?" I asked.

"Let's find out. I have been working out, but I don't know If one arm will be enough to hold you." He said then picked me up. He struggled but managed to carry me all the way upstairs.

We cuddled together on my bed and started watching the show. "Your amazing, when your not being annoying." I said to him.

"Yeah, I am pretty amazing. But so are you. I think your the cutest person I've ever seen." He said smiling.

"Prove It then. Kiss me." I said looking him In the eyes.

"You got It." He kissed me, over and over. His hand was In my hair, I felt him smile against my lips. "You are so adorable, I care about you so much."

"You really like me huh? And you really seem to like my hair." I said to him.

"Yes, I really, really like you. Especially your curly ginger hair, your freckles, your smile, how red you get when your embarrassed." He put his finger on my nose. "Mmm, what else. Oh, your soft lips, those are extremely nice." He said with a loving gaze.

"Just come here." I said pulling his face closer to me. I kissed him aggressively, not wanting to stop. I had my hand In his hair, tilting my head against him, kissing him over and over. I pushed him onto his back and sat on top of him, my lips not leaving his.
"Your, amazing, too." I said between kisses.

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"Mm, really huh?" He said smiling against me. He put his hand on my waist, trying to pull me closer to him. We kept kissing, pressing Into each other. He liked that I was on his lap, I could tell. He groaned between kisses, moving his hands back and forth on my waist and head. He started pulling at my hair and sweater.
I had both my hands on the sides of his face, putting my tongue against his lips then Into his mouth. He groaned Into my mouth, his tongue playing with mine. I moved my body against his, rubbing against his body. His very, hot body. The grey shirt he had on fit him snuggly, his muscles showing through.

He groaned and pulled away, our lips feeling cold without each other. "You are so, incredible." He said then kissed me again. I put my hand on his shirt, then under his shirt. I felt his beautiful abs, his chest rising with each breath, and his heart was racing.

He reached his hand up my sweater, but I didn't have the beautiful abs he had. I was just a skinny, frail boy. No, stop thinking like that Peter! Cole Is literally kissing and touching you! And your complaining!

His hand was so warm against my skin, then he sat up, with me still on his lap.

He pulled back, smiling then pulling his shirt off. I stared at his naked chest, he was gorgeous. He put his hands on my back, kissing me deeply. His hands traveled down my back to my hips. Which he pulled hard, pushing me against him.

"Can I-...Can I take your sweater off of you?" He asked.
I paused then said "Okay."
He gently pulled my sweater over my head, saying. "There's no need for you to hide yourself from me, not anymore. Okay, baby? I think your beautiful. And we technically...have seen each other naked before...with the pond, every morning." He smirked and winked.

I looked at him, I knew he was right. But this felt different. This was different.

"So you like how I look?" I asked.

"Yes. You, are, beautiful, to me. Hopefully, I'm the only one that thinks that. I wouldn't want anyone taking you away from me." He smiled. "What about me? Do you think I'm attractive? Or hot?"

"Your very hot. Very." I said staring down at his shirtless self.
We continued kissing, I couldn't help myself but to move against him. Moving my hips back and forth. He grabbed me tighter, kissed me harder, letting groans slip out of his mouth.

"Oh, baby...the things you do to me." He said quietly, out of breath.

"Oh yeah? What do I do to you?" I teasingly said.

"I'm pretty sure you know." Saying as he pushed my body down to his. "You feel amazing...against me." He said under his breath with a groan.
I could feel his bulge against me. He was definitely enjoying this...So was I.
"Is It okay, If I get on top?" He asked.
After I nodded yes he rolled over, on top of me. Laying down, with my arms above my head, he stared down at me. He placed kisses on my chest, while rubbing his hands over me.

"ah, mm." I mumbled under my breath, not realizing what I just did.

"Mmm, Peter. Don't do that baby." He said with his breath against my skin.

"Why not? Do you not like It?" I teased.

"No, baby. I like It, too much. So don't do It again. Or we might get In trouble." He said, this time closer to my face.

"What If...I don't care about getting In trouble?" I smirked.

"Well...If that's what you want. Naughty boy." He moved to my neck, placing kisses. They felt so gentle and warm, tickling my soft, sensitive skin.

"Ah, Cole..." I couldn't help myself but say out loud, as his lips drove me crazy. Why was my neck so sensitive to his touch?

"Mmm, baby. I said not to do that..." Cole said quietly.

"But I like It. I like you. The way you feel, the way you sound. Our skin touching..." I said staring at him, taking quick breaths and my heart racing.
"I want you." I said without thinking, just feeling.

He looked at me, pausing for a moment. Then kissed me with force, rubbing his body against mine. Feeling our bare chests touching, his breathy groans against my mouth and next to my ear. And there was something I couldn't ignore. Something obviously hard, that continued to press against me. Over and over and over.

"Ah, please don't stop. I never want to leave this place." I told him.

"Your always welcomed to my arms. Whenever, where ever...your mine, and I'm yours." He said In a deep voice.

"I'm yours, huh? I like the sound of that." I said with a huge smile.
"Oh, and I know something you will like...a lot." I smirked.

"Mmm, what's that baby?" He asked with a glint his eyes.

I smirked then reached my hand down, to the big bulge In his pants. He groaned and put his head on my chest.

"Ahhh, baby...d-don't, uhhh. T-that-...uhh. Babyy..." He groaned and put his head pressed down on my chest, with his eyes osed.

"I told you, you would like It. Look at me." I said.

He listened, looking up at me. But closed his eyes and groaned again as I kept moving my hand against him.
"Uhh, you gotta stop that If you want me to focus." He said.

"But I'm enjoying It. You look good, especially when on top of me...naked and making those sweet sounds." I said teasingly.

He smirked "Your enjoying It huh? I definitely am. But technically, I'm only half naked, so just you wait." He winked. "And to be honest, I like you being In charge. It's kinda hot."

"Hmm...Then, let me get on top. Now." I said strongly.

"Yes, sir." He winked then rolled off of me. I got onto of him again. I'm starting to enjoy being on his lap.

"Listen to me. Put your arms above your head." I said strongly. He bit his lip then did so.
"Good boy. You have changed. You listen now." I teased.

"Only for you."

"Now...do you know what I want?"

"No. But whatever It Is, works for me." He said with a smirk and wink.

"Oh, so your not gonna get upset when I get up?"

"Wait, what!? No! Don't get up baby. Please." He begged, putting his hands on my waist.

"Mmm, you sound good when you beg. And I'm not actually going to get up. You feel too good." I smirked and winked at him.

"You better stay, or else. I'll have to hunt you down and pin you to the ground. Again." He said.

"Lay back down." I said and pushed him back.
I kissed his abs, slowly moving up, kissing his pecs then I kissed the sensitive skin on his neck, his ear, and on his jaw. "Do you like that?"

"Yes, baby. I love your kisses. Your touch feels amazing against my skin." He said.

"Your gonna like this."

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So that was a strong chapter. I hope you all enjoyed It. I hate that I keep using the same words over and over. Or how autocorrect keeps messing up words.