10 comments/ 19297 views/ 10 favorites The Way You Hold Me Ch. 01 By: RoseBlossoms Authors Note: All characters are fictional, and are 18 or older. Tyler Walker brushed his sandy blonde hair away from his eyes. These were the times that he wished he had stayed home. He forced himself to not stare at James Taylor anymore. He closed his locker and hurried off to English. He sat down on his usual seat, wondering what boring thing Mr. Sandler was going to teach. "Class, Please get your books out. The lesson will begin in 3 mintues!" Mr. Sandler said. Tyler sighed and bent over to get his books. He almost fell sideways when he saw who was sitting next to him. Jamie? How could James Taylor sit right next to him? He cursed Mr. Sandler for changing the seating arrangements, and opened the book. He wished that he hadn't broken up with Jamie. He remembered the day clearly. "Jamie, I'm not gay." He said. "Really? Then why have you been fucking me up ass for 4 months!" Jamie yelled. "I'm not gay, ok? I was just..just confused." He said. With tears streaming down his ice blue eyes, Jamie left. But that was a long time ago. Jamie had moved on, found a realiable boyfriend that actually admitted he was gay. Something Tyler didn't have the strength to do. The bell rang and Tyler got up, heading over to his best friend. Alice Smith. James Taylor was sweating bullets when he was inside that classroom. He made an effort not to reach over and kiss Tyler, and if it wasn't for the bell, he might have. He saw Tyler run off to Alice Smith, his girlfriend. Well, not girlfriend. More like girl-who-pretends-to-be-girlfriend was more like it. Jamie knew that Tyler was just pretending to be straight, probably not to upset his homophobic parents. Jamie hadn't talked to Tyler since they had that fight. He wanted to keep it that way. But, deep down, he honestly wanted to go back to Tyler. "Hey James? You there? Lunch is about to start.." Mark Fisher said. Jamie glanced up and saw Mark Fisher, his friend. He nodded and closed his locker and proceeded to the cafeteria. Jamie sat down at his usual, next to the band crew and the goth's. Weird, but comfortable. Mark left for a soda, and Jamie thought about Tyler again. He remembered the last time he talked to him. "Tyler, I was thinking about coming out. You know, saying I'm gay and with you." He told Tyler. "What?" Tyler said. "I was thin--" Tyler cut him off. "Jamie I'm not Gay." He said. "Really? Then why have you been fucking me up the ass for 4 months?" "I'm not gay. I was...was confused." He mummbled. Jamie left without a word, tears streaming down his face. Before Jamie could think, a scream broke the silence. "I swear to god, if you hurt Jamie, I'm gonna kill you!" Tyler screamed, and punched Mark straight in the jaw. Mark fell backwards, landing on top of a table. Tyler went for another hit, this time landing in Mark's stomach. Mark groaned, falling to his knees. Jamie was horrified. He ran over to Mark, now lying on the floor saying nothing. "Mark? Mark, Can you hear me?" Jamie whispered. Jamie started crying, not caring who saw. Surprisingly, at that moment, the Nurse came in. She picked up Mark, now groaning loudly. Jamie followed, then stopped. He turned around, and punched Tyler right in the face. Blinding lights and pain surrounded Tyler. As soon as he got up, he realized it was James that hit him. He looked at Jamie, now walking away. "Jamie! Wait." He called out. Jamie turned around. "What?" "I'm sorry." He said, and turned around to leave. God, it felt so good saying his name again! The principal called his name over the loudspeaker, saying to come to his office immediatly. Tyler groaned, knowing his parents would be furious. He opened the door, seeing his parents sitting on brown leather seats. "Uh, Hey." He mummbled. "Please sit down, Mr. Walker." Principal Collins said. He turned to David & Susie Walker, who were, more then ever, angry. "I understand that there has been some 'problems' with your son. But, problem or not, that does not give him the right to fight with one of my top students. Now, the only thing I can do is either expell him or suspend him. If he does fight with any of my students when he comes back, he will be expelled. The suspension ends next Monday." The principal cleared his throat, singinaling the student and parents to leave. Once outside, his parents were frantic. "I told you not to associate with that boy. He is nothing but trouble!" David said. "Dad, Can't you accept me just the way I'm am!?" Tyler screamed. "Tyler, these 'feelings' aren't real. They are just clouding your thoughts." His father said. "Go to hell..." Tyler mummbled. "What did you say?" David said. "You heard me." Tyler said. "Go. To. Hell." His words came out cold and hard. His father became speechless, just before he langued for Tylers throat. The Way You Hold Me Ch. 02 Authors Note: All characters are fictional and are 18 or older. * Jamie looked at Mark's face. He no longer looked liked the handsome friend he was an hour ago. Bruises covered his stomach, face and chest. Most of the cuts were minor, except for the one near his eye that required stitching. He just wanted to murder Tyler. Before he could think about anything, he felt a pair of soft lips crush against his. He looked down, seeing Mark. "Mark, what the hell are you doing?!" Jamie asked, breaking away from the kiss, slightly scared/aroused. "Kissing you Jamie..?" Mark answered, confusion surrounding him. "Correction, You were kissing me. Second, I'm not your boyfriend." Jamie replied. "Jamie, your still not fretting over Walker..Are You?" He asked, groaning a little from the pain. "What I did with Tyler is none of your business. You maybe my friend, but that gives he no right to ask about my personal life!" Jamie said/screamed. "I go---" Mark never finished. He threw up all over the Nurse's floor, causing the Nurse to enter the room, fuming. "Out!" She screamed at Jamie. He nodded, heading for the exit. Tyler lay on the floor, due to his father scaring him half to death when he almost grabbed his throat. "Get the fuck up." His father whispered coldly. Tyler groaned, looking at his parents, both looking disgusted by him. He wondered why they moved to the gay/lesbian friendly town of Cesstic anyway. Tyler knew he was gay ever since he spotted Jamie. The car pulled in the driveway, making a small screeching noise. Entering the house, he tried to run upstairs, but he was no match for his father. With a devilish look in his eyes, his father whispered, "Where do you think your going?" "Tyler..Yes I Do....Please...Don't Go.." Jamie mumbled. Sleep had overpowered him as soon as he came home. His grandmother, Debbie Taylor, watched him closely from the hallway. She knew he was dreaming about Tyler Walker. She walked away "TYLER!" Jamie screamed, awakening in the process. "Tyler?" He whispered. He looked around the room, seeing no one. Grabbing his coat, he raced downstairs. Tyler wondered what his father meant by 'a little chat' with James. He saw the car leave, both his parents inside. Then Jamie, walking towards his house. He raced outside, seeing Jamie run towards him. That's when the car came, hitting Jamie. "JAMIE!" Tyler screamed. "No..No..NO!" He screamed. He ran towards him, tears streaming down his face. He looked at the lifeless body that was Jamie. Jamie, please don't leave me! Please! I..I love you.." He whispered, hugging him in the process. Tyler looked at him and realized Jamie needed medical services immediately. "911? Yes this is Tyler Walker, Get Over Hurry!!" He said frantically. The ambulance came quick, putting Jamie on the stretcher, also taking him as well seeing he was in shock from the hit. "Jamie..." He whispered, trying to imagine he wasn't dead. Jamie couldn't die. He was apart of him. By the time they reached the hospital, Tyler was mumbling to himself, his eyes glassy and looking dazed. "Hello? Can you here me Tyler?" A voice said somewhere far away. In reality, the voice was Dr. Carter and he was standing next to him, while he was on the hospital bed. "Gone.." He whispered. "Tyler, he James isn't dead. He is alive." The Way You Hold Me Ch. 03 Authors Note: All characters are fictional and18 or older. * Jamie awakened, only to see Tyler weeping on his chest. He was about to speak, until he realized Tyler was whispering something to him, not knowing he had awakened. "Jamie, I love you. I do. I promise, if you awake, I'll come out, just like you wanted." He whispered. "You Promise?" Jamie said, causing him to cry out in joy. "Jamie, I so sor--" His words were cut off by Jamie's lips against his own. A small groan escaped his lips, bringing them closer together. Tyler ran his fingers through Jamie's light blond hair, wanting to stay like this forever. Their tongues explored each other, dancing. Their hands explored what they could, hungry for more. They broke the kiss, looking at each other, knowing that they were meant for each other. "Tyler, I love you." James said. Looking deep into his eyes, Tyler replied, "So do I.." They were about to return to their moment of lust, when they heard the doctor clear his throat. They blushed scarlet red, only to see Tyler's parents in the room also. Jamie turned to Tyler, looking as calm as ever. "Young man, march yourself right out of this Thing's room right now!" Yelled his mother. "Face the facts, mom. I am gay." He replied softly. "No son of mine is gay." His father said. "Really? Then why am I kissing Jamie?" "Your No--" His parents words were cut short. He turned around, looking at Jamie on the hospital bed lying down, smiling. He bent over, kissing him again, running his fingers along his face softly. As the kiss was being broken, a small trail of saliva joined their lips, thinning until there was nothing. He turned towards his parents, now more then ever mad. "Tyler, that's it. Your moving out." His mother said, her face red as an apple. "I'm not leaving him." Tyler said, a little irritated by his parents words. "Fine, but expect your belongings out on the front lawn." His father said with a smirk. Jamie reached over to tap Tyler. Tyler turned, looking a little confused. He lowered his body, close enough so that there conversation could not be heard. "Don't worry. You can move your stuff into my Grandma Deb's house." "You sure?" "Positive." The Way You Hold Me Ch. 04 Author's Note: All characters are fictional and are 18 or older. * As the car pulled into Debbie Taylor's driveway, all was silent. Tyler had gathered his few belongings and the small carry-on luggage that held his clothes. "Get Out Now." David Walker spat out. Tyler smiled, happy for once. Mrs. Taylor greeted him at the door, glaring at the parents. She showed him the small house, offering anything that would make feel better. By the time he reached the guest bedroom, he had already know more about the history of this house then any other. "James didn't suffer any serious injuries. Only a small blow to the head. He will be returning tomorrow, in the morning." She said, smiling at him. As she walked downstairs, Tyler looked into the next room. He knew it was Jamie's immediately. He felt at peace in this room. He looked at himself in the mirror. His sandy blond was matted from sweat and his face was somewhat dirty. He removed his shirt, looking into the mirror, yawning. He collapsed on the bed, inhaling Jamie's sweet scent deeply, falling asleep. The next day, Jamie had left the hospital, and was gazing at Tyler. He watched him until he couldn't resist laying next to him. He removed his shirt and pants, left with only his boxers. He laid on his chest, feeling safe with him. He fell asleep, wondering if Tyler truly loved him also. Tyler woke, seeing Jamie sleeping on his chest, mumbling something in his sleep. Tyler held him close, wanting to make love to him right there, but he knew he couldn't. He felt Jamie stir, waking up dazed. "Ty..?" He said groggily. He nodded and kissed his forehead softly. Jamie sat up, and kissed Tyler at full speed, knocking them both back into the bed. Jamie bent down, fumbling with Tyler's pants, but Tyler shook his head. "Ty, I want to do this." "Jamie, I want to see you moan, not me." Jamie understood. Tyler smiled, pulling down the briefs that covered his meaty flesh. Jamie moaned as he teased him, licking the tip and fondling his balls. Jamie tried to tell him he wanted more, but he couldn't get the words out of his throat. But, as if he could read minds, Tyler took his erection into his mouth. Jamie's head thrashed from side to side on the pillows as Tyler increased the wet suction. Jamie was too large for Tyler to take all of him, but it didn't matter. The moist heat, combined with the way Tyler's hands cupped his hips and rear, brought him to the brink in seconds. He issued a garbled warning, but Tyler refused to back off. He could feel the rising contractions racing through his stomach, flowing into Tyler's mouth. He half-expected Tyler to back away in disgust, but he didn't. He took all Jamie had to offer, until Jamie sagged against the mattress in a limp heap. Tyler reached over and kissed the tip of Jamie's nose, making him shudder. A sudden knock on the door startled them both. "Boys, You better get down here, fast. The police are here." Grandma Taylor said.