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The day was coming to an end and they didn't really hold hands and Paulie wasn't able to see a shine in Angel's hair because the day was a bit overcast but they were able to talk about everything.

Angel talked a lot about Lana and what he should do when prom was a only month away and he needed a way to ask her out and he needed it to be perfect for her. Paulie talked about how it didn't feel right with Sabrina and he needed a way to breakup with her.

Angel was always one to keep up better appearances, at least in the social life. He was the better actor of the two, convincing Ms. Fisher that he didn't egg her classroom, that it must've been some kids from the rival school and that was very plausible. So, he avoided a suspension but missed school anyway because most of the time Angel just didn't show up.

Paulie figured only one of them needed a beard anyway.

So they were walking and the moon started to outshine the stars when Paulie tried to kiss Angel.

So for the two and a half seconds Paulie was able to feel pure bliss.

Neither of them moved their lips and that made the kiss even better. Paulie was holding back so much of his want, of his need. He knew that because Angel was doing the same when they finally came together and broke all those boundaries they built to protect from the outside world it would be beautiful.

He felt two warm hands on his chest and he loved it, but then they were pushing him away. "Dude! Get off me!"

"Nobody's here, baby. We can be ourselves. Don't worry." He grabbed onto Angel's elbows to drag their lips together again, crashing and bruising and oh, how Paulie loved it.

The hands were clawing at his back and Paulie didn't know that Angel liked it rough so he stared to move them to the nearest tree to roll his hips into him and rub his erection into Angel's hip when Angel started to run. "Get the fuck away from me Paulie!"

Paulie started to give chase. Paulie loved to chase.

So, Angel was stumbling his way through the park, only dull street lamps lighting his way and he could hear the terrifying sound of his best friend chasing after him. "Angel, baby, why are you running?"

"When the fuck did you become gay?" Angel tripped over a rock on the trail and fell forward, his hands stretched out in front of him to catch his fall and when his wrists hit the gravel like dirt he felt two shattering cracks. "Mother of FUCK. Shitshitshit! Fuck!"

Paulie caught up to him and saw Angel lying on the ground in fetal position cradling his hands close to his chest. He wanted to fuck him so badly.

Paulie sat on the ground next to him and brought his head down to kiss Angel's sweet lips once more. "You taste like the chocolate I got you for your birthday." Angel could only whimper in pain.

"I n-need to go to the h-hospital, Paulie. Please b-bring me t-to the hospital."

Paulie was in his own world and moved his body closer to Angel's, trying to align their chests and legs and arms and just everything. So, when Angel didn't do the same he got a bit angry and grabbed onto his wrists to pull them over his head.

Pretty soon Angel was crying out in pain and hurt and scared as Paulie ate up all the sounds through his sloppy and wet kisses. "I love you so much, you know? So much, Angel." Angel was crying and he pulled away to spit into Paulie's face.

"How could you love a boy, Paulie? That's crazy! Your fucking crazy!"

That hurt. Paulie didn't like how Angel was talking about his love. He worked so hard to stop the feeling. He did. But it always came crawling back and he knew that he couldn't tell anybody because they would hate him but he thought Angel understood! Angel was his friend.

Fuck Angel.

Paulie squeezed his wrists tighter.

Fuck them.

They don't understand how it feels to hide who he is from the world.

I love him.

Angel's vision was turning black; all he could feel was the burning hell in his wrists getting worse.

Paulie finally let go of the wrists and Angel gasped out in relief before Paulie grabbed his head and thrust it into the ground. And Again. And Again.

"I know I'm a boy and you're a boy, Angel and I wish it could be different, but I'll see you in heaven, yeah? I'll see my Angel in heaven because we belong to be together and nobody will care when we're there and you won't care either because I hear its perfect in heaven."

Angel's head was pouring blood and he was dead before Paulie finished talking, but Paulie knew that Angel heard him. He had to.

"I just love you so much, Angel. See you soon."

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