"William! How could you?!" I roll my eyes, my mom losing her mind as she found out we went to Las Vegas. Talking to her over the phone and hearing her in distraught.

"It's fine. I'm going to graduate in the end with no problem and they automatically give me A's. I'm going places; I'm not worried so chill."

"No! No I won't chill! You are in a different state doing God knows what! Then I can't find Arthur he just disappeared off the face of the Earth!"

I chuckle, looking over my shoulder as Arthur sits on top of me. His fingers rubbing into my back as he gave me a massage, a smirk on his lips. His thumbs pressing into a sensitive spot and I moan, making my mom gasp.

"Are you...are you having fucking sex right now?!"

"No! I'm getting a massage and it feels fucking good." I groan, and she snorts.

"If only I could believe that innocent imagery. But since you're my son...I'll try to see it. Do you know where Arthur is? Nathan has no clue and Dylan is no help."

I nod, feeling Arthur's lips graze my spine and sending chills down my spin.

"He's...he's closer than you think."

"Compared to you or me?" She asked, and I smile.

"Me."

I hang up, throwing my phone on the carpeted floor as I groan as I want to. Letting Arthur massage me as he chuckles lightly at my reactions.

"You have quite the thumbs." I say, making him laugh.

"So I been told." He says, digging deeper into a tense spot; making me gasp at how good it felt.

"You should've told me earlier that you could do this. If I knew we would've been the best of brothers."

"Yeah. So I can massage back all time when you tired."

"Yep."

He scoffs, and I close my eyes again as he gets to the low of my back. Popping my spine, I sigh a breath I didn't know I had.

"You give lot away when you feel good." Arthur whispers near my ear, and I snicker.

"How so?"

"Noises you make. It orgasmic to me. I not know what to do if you do it again."

I look over my shoulder again, seeing a full-on erection resting between my ass. I don't know how I didn't feel it or my body didn't care... Or I let it be there... Either way, I find myself squirming my ass and he immediately presses his thumb hard into my back.

Making me gasp as he suddenly was jumping off of me and running to the bathroom. Making me confused, I go to the door and try to open it; only finding it locked.

"Arthur?" I knock, and the door flies open as I'm yanked inside. Seeing him close the door as I'm pulled on top of the bathroom counter and he's looking at me straight in the eye. His dick in his hand as he was jerking on himself.

I'm already hard so I have no problem getting my dick out my pants and jerking in front of him. His hand swatting mine away as he grabbed mine along with his. Jerking us both off and letting me feel the friction our dicks were creating.

His eyes staying on mine and finding myself falling back, his arm catching me as it wrapped around my waist. Pulling me back up as he held me to him while jerking us off. My hands gripping the edge of the counter, making my chest poke out as my back arched.

Feeling his tongue skimming my skin as he sucked my nipple suddenly. Making me groan as my dick was close to coming. His hand jerking with so much force and I feel myself come.

My voice gone as I tremble and feeling him trembling against me. Hearing hard grunts I look down, seeing the both of us covered in come and his hand covered as well.

Him staggering back as he wiped his hand on a random towel.

"You, I are mess... What relation of the ship is this? Will we ever be more?"

I try calming down after just getting jerked off, seeing him looking like he just broke something. Like he broke someone's heart, and not mine. His heart.

"Isn't this enough-?"

"No. It not! I feel...in here," he pats his chest above his heart," I feel like I lie to self. I lie that we be more and that you mine when you not. This is one-sided. One American phrase I hear lots is,' I don't like being played.'"

I look at him, wondering where this is coming from. I didn't give any hint that this was a game - that's been out my head for ions!

"So I have question. I want truth and only truth." He grabbed my hands, giving me the most serious look." Do you see more than friend. Do you see me like how I see you?"

I froze, my heart suddenly stopping as he waited.

I did feel something for him, I really did!...but would it ever compare to how much he liked me...? Do I see him more as a friend... I would if we weren't in school and I had a high school life. If we didn't have that I would say yes...

"What's wrong with me...?"

He frowns as I wipe my eyes.

"I have myself saying I would want to be more if we didn't have school... But then I'm saying no. My feelings probably will never level up to yours, because you have so much heart for me and it scares me that I'll disappoint you that mine will never get to yours. Yet I'm scared of what others will think-."

"You only live once. Why live focusing on what other think? If I live like that I would not be happy-."

"It's just high school. Wait for a few more months-."

"I not wait that long. William...you forget that world not revolve around you. If you anyone else, I would have left them... But this you...yet I not wait. I not wait any longer. William this killing me."

He sighs as his hand slides over his face. Clearly away whatever expression he had before.

"How is this dynamic of a relationship killing you?"

"Because say if I with someone who was my girl of the friend or boy of the friend, we would do stuff without hold back. With you, I have to 'cause if I not I know what I want to do with you, you not allow-."

"I don't know that unless you tell me-."

"Sex."

I blush, making him shake his head," I not want to do that with you if you not comfortable. We both guys and it may be beyond comfort zone... But I want to do it with you, I like make you feel good.

"Yet sex not what this about. It about you and what you think of me. I be honest, I can have any person; but the one person I want is you... So please, if you not want me and not like me, let me know now. So that we can stick to being the brothers intended..."

I just look at him, not sure what to say now.

"I don't want to go back to being brothers. That's impossible considering all we've done."

"Not impossible. I can pretend nothing happen if it satisfy you-."

"It fucking doesn't! What don't you fucking get! Just wait a few months!"

"I not wait. My heart in risk of exploding."

"You have got to be kidding me... I've already told you that I like you." I mumble, and he sighs.

"Say it honest. I want truth. Because I not do this any longer."

I just look at him, watching as he waited for my answer. His eyes pleading for it and I knew I liked him, so what was wrong with me?

I'm scared of being judged. He says I only live once and that's true. But wouldn't you want to make your one life perfect and judgment-free?

Opening my mouth I was going to tell him I liked him, but nothing came out my mouth. His expression dimmed as he grinned, and I stepped off the counter as I rushed out the bathroom.

Putting on my shirt as I already had pants on, slipping into shoes as I left the hotel room. Leaving as I didn't know how to handle the fact that if I have two choices.

I can tell him I like him - when I do - and be happy; but risk being judged at school. Or I don't tell him I like him - when I do - and live a nice high school life and we both pretend like nothing happened between us.

Yet I can't choose because I can't imagine not being able to do anything with him. For so long I have been with him and he's made me happy. Holding me and kissing me and doing things I would never let a guy do to me - except him.

So having to choose like this is torture. Not fair!

"You look like you're in the need of a talking to, young man." I look, seeing a woman leaning against the hotel entrance doors. Looking like she had intentions as she eyed me up and down, smirking.

"Don't fuck with me right now you gold digger. I'm not in the mood." I sneer, making her gasp as I walked on.

"I'm offended! No ones ever talked to me like that...I like it-."

"I don't care. I'm already having a little problem as it is and you talking to me isn't helping-."

"I'll help. I'm not a gold digger, if you had let me explain before I was rudely interrupted. I'm a psychologist, standing outside this here hotel. It's my job to talk to anyone who comes here and they might be drinking their sorrows away."

I glare at her, shaking my head.

"That's messes up. You're hear trying to get clients or something?"

"Exactly."

I scoff, walking to a fountain as I sit at it. Her sitting next to me as she grinned.

I cover my face and poke my chest, making her smile.

"Who's in your heart?"

"Arthur..."

"Oh? A man?"

I nod, looking at her to see if she had any hint of judgment. But she grinned, making me sigh.

"Yeah. I'm still in school and he just asked me how I really feel. That if I don't tell him that he would prefer to stop. To go back to how it used to be. But I like him and told him to wait until we graduate. Yet he says if he keeps waiting his heart will explode. So I have to fucking choose! I was close to telling him that I like him, but froze thinking about being judged... Now I feel horrible."

She nods, and I look away as I begin to feel tears coming.

"How does Arthur make you feel?" She asks.

"He makes me feel good. I like being around him...yet I've hurt him plenty of times yet he still likes me so much... He's probably making me choose because of everything I've done... I just don't know which one."

"Follow your heart. Don't live your life trying to come to others approval. As long as the ones closest to you are happy with it, isn't that all that matters? You seem like your eighteen and your at the point of your life where you want to live up to others expectations. But when it comes to love, you don't need to please anyone. Not me, not your friends, not your parents, only the two of you.

"May take some time, but understand what I'm saying?" She explains, and I chuckle as I nod.

"I do understand... You're good at your job..." I croak, realizing how much her words impacted me.

"Thank you. Now, go tell this Arthur guy how you feel. Wait," she stood, and I stood with her as she smiled,"imagine I'm Arthur and tell me what you would say to him. Practice run."

I bit my lip, smiling as I nod.

Imagining her as Arthur was hard, considering she's shorter than him and me. But I closed my eyes and imagined his grin, his hand holding mine as he nodded.

"Can I say it in French? It'll sound cooler."

"Of course. It's just practice so go ahead."

I nod, my eyes still closed. Seeing him standing in front of me and grinning.

"Cela peut ne pas sembler parfois, mais je vous aime bien Arthur; Je fais vraiment." ( It may not seem like it at times, but I do like you Arthur; I really do. ) I murmur, seeing him in my mind smiling.

"Tu me rends heureux. Alors bien sûr, je veux vous avoir dans ma vie. Mais j'ai tellement peur d'être jugé et j'ai des gens de mon école qui me jugent. Pourtant, j'oublie, je dois vous protéger - peut paraître superficiel mais c'est vrai. Je sais que tu as mon dos et je ne veux pas revenir à ce que c'était, je suis sérieux. Je n'ai vraiment pas, je t'aime trop pour faire ça ..." ( You make me happy. So of course I want to have you in my life. But I am just so afraid to be judged and have people at my school judge me. Yet I forget, I have you to protect me - may sound shallow but it's true. I know you have my back and I don't want to go back to how it used to be, I'm serious. I really don't, I like you too much to do that... )

Arthur in my mind hugs me, and I smile as I nod.

"Si tu m'as, je t'ai. M'avez-vous dans votre cœur, votre esprit et votre étreinte?" ( If you got me, I got you. Do you have me in your heart, mind, and embrace? ) I ask, and when I open my eyes I see Arthur in front of me instead. The woman behind him as she smiled.

His expression soft and sweet, making me freeze in embarrassment as he grabs my hand. Nodding, letting me see people looking and some recording. But I focused on what she said and just looked at him.

His forehead resting on mine as he smiled.

"Oui." ( yes )