Chapter Six

Everyone always used to say we made the cutest couple of all time. I found a picture of us curled together in a ball on the couch. My face was buried in his chest as a scary movie played in the background. He loved taking pictures of us. He loved seeing my face and reaction every time his camera was out in the open.

I liked the attention, but I wasn't used to it. I had gone from being virtually unknown to everyone in school talking about the boy that got Morgan Winters. I guess I should have been happier about it, but I didn't know we would last as long as we did. I just reveled in the moments we had shared. I felt closer to him, and I loved every moment of it. I loved when he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug. I found he did it more and more often, always holding on for a little longer. I guess that meant he loved me, but I knew nothing of love.

I didn't even know love could exist, but he knew and  apparently so did the rest of his family. I got invited out more and more each week until it was almost like I was a second son.

"Hey, Mattieboy, wanna watch a movie with me and Julian? I think Jenny would also be into it. It's a scary movie though." He wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we walked in the door, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

I looked around the house. I hated scary movies, but I guess I could handle it just for tonight. I'd be watching it with Morgan, and maybe it would give me an excuse to cuddle up with him and not seem desperate, "Okay, but if I get scared, you need to hold me."

He just laughed that beautiful laugh and walked into the den, which was attached to the living room. As I walked inside, I was amazed by all the gadgets. A big screen television lined the wall. A couch stood in the middle of the room, and it seemed like the most comfortable thing in the world. The wall was covered with old movie posters that were worn out and some new ones of recent movies.

"I just realized I don't have a change of clothes! I'm going to have to go home after this. I need to smell fresh tomorrow." I looked at Morgan, whispering under my breath, "Sorry."

He just smiled at me, "Don't worry, I've got some spare clothes from when I was a bit younger, so you can just fit into those. Now, get on that couch, and we'll start the movie." He closed the blinds to block the sunlight from the screen. Then he put on the movie and came back to sit next to me on the couch.

Within twenty minutes, I was curled into a ball on his chest. I was honestly trying to watch the movie, but I kept shrieking every time something happened. Morgan, Julian, and Jenny were all laughing at me.  It was obvious they were trying to hold in some extreme laughter, but I couldn't help myself. I really did not like horror movies. They always made me feel so out of place with everyone, because I was the scared little boy.

I felt Morgan’s arms grip me tighter,  his lips stretching into that classic smirk of his, "Don't worry, Mattieboy. I'm here. Nobody’s going to get you."

Small words, big actions. Even if he didn't know it, at this point, I was already falling in love with him. I felt so safe in his embrace like nobody was going to hurt me. I knew if I stayed here, no matter what happened, I would always be safe. It made the movie less scary, and I could tolerate it all the way through.

The movie finished up, and Julian started stretching, "Well, I guess I should be going. You two lovebirds have fun tonight, don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Morgan snickered, "Don't worry, we'll be doing what you do every night. Jack off to some porn and cry yourself to sleep without a woman."

Julian grumbled something as he walked out of the room, flipping Morgan off, which just made all of us laugh even harder. Getting off the couch, I looked around the room, "So I guess I can sleep here, right?"

Morgan grabbed my hand, "Are you kidding me? I've got a spot right next to me in bed."

I was flustered, was he really suggesting that I sleep with him in the same bed? I didn't really have a choice since he just started pulling me towards his room, completely ignoring my resistance.

"I...I... we... I." I couldn't talk, and I was getting closer to his room. I needed to think of an excuse, but nothing was coming to my head. I did want to sleep with him in the same bed, but what if it lead to something else? What if I let myself go!

"Here we go, my bedroom!" He seemed proud of his room, and I was just in awe. It was huge, it could have been the size of a two bedroom apartment. The walls were covered with band posters as well as some framed pictures I assumed he had taken. His bed was in the middle of the room. It was a circular bed with drapes around it. In the corner of my eye, I saw the dark room where he must have developed his pictures. This was beautiful.

"This is where you sleep. Wow."

He just smiled as he ran his hands over objects throughout the room, "It's pretty big. Sometimes I wish I had a smaller room, but my parents said I needed a dark room, so it's over there. It gets kind of lonely in here, you know?"

All I could do was nod. I hadn't expected him to feel the emotion of lonely. I thought he had everyone fawning over him at school.

My thoughts were interrupted by his hands running along my chest as he was looking into my eyes. What was he doing? "Hey, Mattieboy. Would it be okay if I kissed you?"