There is nothing in the world that can make me happier than tearing apart Michael. Even though I'm over Ashley, I still couldn't believe it when I saw them walking across the mall together. Acting as if they were the perfect couple. I rolled my eyes as they passed me giving me a look of disdain.

Why did I even bother leaving the house today? Oh right because Darrius birthday was coming up and I wanted to shop for his present. However, I didn't know what to get him. Sure we spent a lot of time together but all we ever really talk about was us and never got on to the things we like. So with that in mind, I called in some reinforcements to help me.

"Explain to me why you were ever friends with them," Chris asked me as he sipped his coke from McDonald's, "they seem to be very shady people."

"Yea," Marcus ringed in taking a bite out of his chicken sandwich and muffling the last part of his comment, "They some lie acid."

Chris and I laughed at Marcus's attempt to finish what he was saying but I got the jest of it. I had called these two to help me pick out a birthday present for Darrius. Even though Marcus was still in the dark about me and his brother, I knew Chris knew what this was about. Also, they know him better than anyone.

"So tell me again why we are here?" Marcus asked as he finished his food.

"Well, I need your help with something," I answered vaguely, "I want to get a certain someone a birthday present."

"Darrius," Marcus answered with a smile, "I see you two are getting pretty close seeing as how much you come over."

I was on pause for a moment before Chris jumped in to say, "Yea they are getting closer and what better way to show Darrius that he can trust Caleb other than a present. It shows that he pays attention."

"Okay," Marcus said still suspicious, "but if he pays attention why does he needs us?"

He was giving me a stare that I knew all too well. My brother stared at me like that when I was kid when he knew I had done something and I was lying about it.

"Stop jumping his balls Mark," Chris said getting up out of his seat and pulling Marcus along with him, "Are we going to shop or what?"

With that being said, I got up with them and we began our mission. We stopped by a clothing store first because Marcus thought he saw something in there that Darrius would like. However, I didn't think he was really a fan of cut up jeans. So they took me to another store where they sold snapbacks. At first I thought it was right up his alley until they started picking out hats that I knew he wouldn't wear. After a few more stores, I started to think that this idea was a waste. Everything that they would pick out I knew he wouldn't want. Well, I had a feeling he wouldn't want.

I sat down at the nearest bench as Marcus and Chris looked for some more things. I threw my head back and groaned letting out my frustration. Why was it this hard to find something for Darrius? I mean I'm sure he will be okay with anything I give him but at the same time I don't want to just get him any gift. I want him to know that I pay attention and that I actually took the time to get a gift he actually wants.

"You okay?" I heard Chris smooth voice enter my ears. I pulled my head back up and saw that he was standing right in front of me. He had on blue jeans and a red shirt that looked stretched at the bottom. He sat by me and looked at me with the blue eyes that my brother loved. He was so handsome and the question about him and Darrius's relationship just circled in my head. I mean who wouldn't want Chris?

"Can I ask you something?" I asked as the people shopping walked passed us. He nodded leaning back against the bench, "Have you and Darrius ever..."

"I know what you are getting at and no we have not," He answered with an awkward laugh, "I thought I already told you that."

"I mean, you guys spend a lot of time together and," I paused for a second to look at his face again. He couldn't possibly be that blinded to see how attractive he is. I continued to stare at him until I said, "Dude you are like hella attractive. Like while we were walking, people would just stare at you."

He blushed before saying, "Well, thank you but naw. Darrius and I we don't have a connection like that for us to be more than brothers. But are you afraid that something might happen?"

The small silence was all he needed to confirm his question. Like I said, Chris is fucking perfect for Darrius. They do everything together and who's to say that one day he may look at Chris differently and I'm stuck by myself. Now we were sitting there awkwardly. Chris then cleared his throat to say, "I like your brother but don't tell him that."

I grinned at his attempt to make me feel better. I knew he liked Harry but keeping this little thing from him would probably make him mad at me. Speaking of keeping secrets, I watched Marcus go through some more clothing stores, forgetting the real reason why we were here. He looked so happy and just enjoying his life. However, all I could think about was the secret Evan told me to keep from him. Marcus was so sweet. He didn't deserve to not know about what has been going on.

I also didn't want to tell him now looking at the way he was smiling. I couldn't hurt his feelings, so I slumped my shoulders and sat there on the bench trying to get my mind off of it.

"What are you going to get him?" Chris asked placing his arm on the back of the bench, "I mean we have went to a lot of store."

"I don't know," I threw my hands up in exasperation, "I mean I know none of the things you guys picked out he would like, so I guess we can continue looking."

We thought silently for a moment before Chris lifted his head up again. Then he took my hand, pulling me off the bench.

"Where are we going?" I asked Chris, "Marcus is still in the store."

"I'll text him and let him know where we are," He answered. We were walking really fast, speeding by the people in the mall. An old man told us to slow down before we break his hip. Chris begin to slow down and then came to a stop in front of the Apple store. The white walls of the store lit up as the computers and phones hit the light bulbs just right.

"Why are we here?" I asked Chris. He turned to me with a small smile, "You see that Desktop Computer over there?"

I followed his index finger to the huge Mac system sitting in the corner of the store. I nodded as he moved his finger from the window.

"Darrius has been wanting that computer forever," Chris continued, "The nigga is working at Best Buy to get a discount on it. He has been saving up for months just to get it. Even though I applaud him for working hard, he still doesn't have the money to pay for it."

"Why didn't you just guide me here in the first place?" I teased him pushing him a little bit.

"Well I didn't know how you would feel buying him an almost $2,000 computer. Shit I know I'll feel some type of way."

I laughed at him as we went inside the store. Everything looked so fragile and shiny. A sales person came up towards us wearing khakis pants and a white polo shirt that exposed his sleeve tattoos.His name tag read Corey Jones. He looked a little similar to the guy that Marcus warned me about but the way he carried himself showed that he was far from a thug. He approached us with a wide smile and his hazel eyes shined. Chris even gave him a once over as he begins to speak, "Hi my name is Corey Jones. How may I assist you today?"

"In every way possible," Chris whispered and I lightly slapped him on his shoulder.

I answered, "Yea I would like to get that desktop right over there."

He turned around to see what I was pointing at. He turned back with the same wide smile and said, "Great choice! Also if you need help setting it up..."

"You guys left me," I heard Marcus say walking up behind us. Then he looked at the worker standing in front of us, "and hello how are you?"

Corey was frozen as Marcus put his hand out. I was trying to see why the guy was standing there looking so taken back by Marcus. When I finally looked at Marcus I saw this glow around him and then his smile could have pulled anyone in. I realized that the guy was still standing there but now he wore a large blush on his face.

"Aren't you going to take my hand?" Marcus asked playfully pouting. The guy hurried and shook his hand. He cleared his throat and apologized, "I'm sorry but you are so...wow."

"Uhm thank you," Marcus stated awkwardly," Corey isn't it?"

"Yea," Corey answered slightly smiling, "I was just about to help your friends get this desktop over here. May I ask what's your name?"

"Marcus!" Chris and I said at the same time. The guy looked from me and Chris before Marcus laughed, "Yes that's my name."

From there, Corey didn't leave our side. He helped us get extra accessories that the computer may need. He had given me a number for a person that could help us setup the computer once Darrius opens it. He was also very opened about being in college and raising his two younger brothers in the process of having another job on top of this one. All in all, he seemed to be a cool guy.

Before we had left, Corey had stopped Marcus and gave him his phone number. Marcus was blushing from ear to ear as he took the piece of paper away from his hand. As he walked out I smiled brightly at him.

"What are you smiling for? I'm dating your friend," He told me stuffing the number into his pocket," Don't tell Evan about this. I don't want him to think I'm not faithful you know?"

"He ain't going to snitch," Chris stated putting his arm around my shoulder. I smiled crookedly because I'm just becoming a bag full of secrets. First I'm keeping the fact that me and Darrius are together hidden from him and then I'm hiding the most hurtful thing from him. This is too much stress to be dealing with for an 17-year-old. However, at least I can cross one thing off my stress list and that's Darrius present. I know he will probably be super happy that he finally has it but I don't think that my brother will be happy once he figures out I spent over $2,000 on a computer for someone else.

"Okay so who is going to help me move this to the truck?" I asked Marcus and Chris who suddenly realized that we actually had to get this back to my car. They traded expressions of confusion before Marcus smiled.

"Elevator time," Marcus yelled out pointing to the elevator that was literally right behind me. I swear all this stress is making me dumber by the second.

****

"Darrius stop," I moaned as he kissed my neck up against my bed room door, "My brother is going to hear me."

"Let him hear then," He said proceeding as I let out another moan. He had come over shortly after I came back from the mall. Good thing we had a closet down stairs or else he would have seen the computer. He was suspicious as to why Marcus and Chris were over here but then once they left his attention was back on me.

"Where have you been?" He asked laying his forehead on mine. Our hands intertwined with each other as he brought my hand up to his lips to kiss. He was so sweet when he wanted. Well that's at least what I have learned about him. Any other time we are just talking and playing video games. He was very quiet as a person and I guess to girls that would drive them crazy but for me it felt normal. He talked when he got ready to but if we really needed to discuss something he was always attentive.

I guess I knew more than I thought I did about him. He was simple and very pleasant to be around. However, I never seen how he acts around his friends. It's always just him and me. He said he likes our bubble and he would like to stay like this little longer but how long was he talking?

"What's wrong," He asked me with his brown eyes looking into mine.

"Nothing," I lied to him and I could tell by the way he pulled back from me that he wasn't buying it.

"I'm going to ask again," He said pulling me towards my bed, "What's wrong?"

I sighed, "I want to meet your friends."

"You already know my friends," He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I scoffed at him and plopped down on the bed, "No Darrius! I want to actually talked to them."

It seems the lightbulb finally went off in his head and yelled, "Hell no!"

"Why not?" I yelled back as he begins to pace back and forth. He then stood pinching the bridge of his nose and answered, "Do you not understand what secret means?"

"We don't have to tell them we are together like that. I just want to get to know them that's all."

"Isn't Chris enough," he pleaded sitting down next to me, "I mean he knows me better than anyone else."

"Yes but Chris is another story," I stated sitting up, "I want to know people that you are close to."

He rolled his eyes and sighed. A sign that he was giving in, "Okay but we can't be all up in each other's faces like usual."

"Agreed," I said with a smile and wrapping my arms around his neck. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. He turned towards me with his brown eyes giving me a once over from my eyes to my lips. He licked his leaning in to kiss me. It was slow with only lips maneuvering trying to figure out the right moment to go further. Darrius made the first move pushing me onto my back. I placed my hands on his shoulders so I could keep a little distance to breath. We continued to kiss with the same motion when I felt his hand on my thigh.

"This is new," I thought but didn't complain about it. He got in between my legs and wrapped them around his torso pulling me even closer to him. We begin to kiss with an urgency as I felt his body move in sync with mine. His tongue found its way to mine and it seems we were exposing every nerve that was inside our mouths. It wasn't sloppy at all. It was very tasteful and sexy. I latched on to his shoulders, digging my fingertips into them and tighten my legs around his waist.

I could feel that oh so big bulge of his on my inner thigh and I knew he could feel mine too. He then took my arms and pinned them above my head as his lips went to attack my neck. He swirled his tongue in the crook of my neck making my body squirm. By this point I was hoping that my brother would come in and save me because my body was reacting way too much to Darrius's actions. It felt like I was a virgin again and I had never been touched.

"You okay?" I heard him ask as he was still planting small kisses on my neck. I breathed out, "Yea.. just...this feels...amazing."

I felt the vibration of his laugh on my neck. He gave me a small bite making me even harder. What he did next sent me almost over the edge. I felt his cock rub against mine going at an agonizing slow pace. I heard him moan before I did. It was a deep lustful moan. I pulled his face back up to mine and kissed with a passion. I didn't know what our tongues were doing but I knew I was getting hot. I pushed him back a little so that I could get my shirt off and I flipped our positions so that I was straddling him.

"So we feisty today?" he asked before I quickly kissed him. I didn't want him to talk, I just wanted to touch him. I grind down making that wonderful friction that had us moaning once more. I felt his hand glide down my back and to my ass, gripping what he could fit in his hands.

"Did I ever tell you that you have a fat ass?" He said making me smile against his lips. This was making me higher than the time I came home from getting my wisdom teeth taken out. Before I knew it I felt my head traveling down to his neck making him bite his lips and gripping my shoulders. I then thought about doing something very drastic that he would either respond negatively to or positively to. I begin to move my hand down to his pants. It was the perfect timing because his eyes were closed and I could tell he was into whatever I was doing.

Once I reached the button on his pants I felt his body tense up but when I looked up he still had his eyes closed. So I unbutton them and he still didn't move or tell me to stop. I slipped my hand in to his jeans first, touching the only layer between my hand and his dick. I moved my hand against the fabric and his breathing hatched. He started to move against my hand prompting me to go faster. I moved a little to tease him and he gripped my arm tightly and said, "Stop playing before you give me blue balls C?"

I removed my hand before slipping it into his underwear. It felt like I was gripping on the thickest dildo I had ever felt. He was rock solid as I moved my hand. I heard that deep moan he has getting a little deeper. I pumped him at a medium speed and watched his reaction as I did. He made the most amazing faces. He would bite his lips and move his hips up to meet my rhythm and he would grip onto my sheets so hard that his knuckles were turning red.

"Ahh," I heard him moan again as his breath seemed to be coming out in huffs. Then he surprised me again flipping our positions. Once he got on top of me he pulled his pants down enough to expose his leaking dick. I looked down to see a beautiful brown cock that he was clutching in his hand. He kissed me harshly, biting my lip until it turned an obvious red color and roughly inserting his tongue into my mouth. I went along with it becoming more aggressive like he was.

"Oh my God I'm about to cum," He said still kissing me, "Just keep kissing me baby."

I kissed him sweetly from his lips to his neck. Then I gave him a long lasting peck until I felt a warm splash on my stomach. He bit my lip trying to sustain the rush of his orgasm. He moved from on top of me when he regained his senses.

"Wow," He stated laying down next to me. I stared at him still having the cum run down the side of my stomach as I turned my body. He still looked almost in a daze before he said, "If you can do that with your hands... what that mouth do?"

I pushed him playfully before I picked up a shirt from my floor to wipe off his cum.

"Sorry about that," He said, "And sorry I couldn't help you out either."

"Oh don't worry," I stated laying down on his chest, "And I think you needed that release more than I did."

"You always thinking about other people C," He stated wrapping his arms around me, "But sometimes you have to decide what you want even if no one likes it. Including me, next time if you want me to do something us wise. Just tell me because more than likely I will do it because it's you."

Darrius had his moment of being perfect but sometimes I feel he is just saying things. It is a nagging feeling that I cannot seem to get away from. Like my heart is going to get broken and I am being too dumb to stop it. However, as I look up at his face, I really can't imagine him lying or deceiving me. And as he touches my face and kisses me, I know without a doubt even if I was being a fool, I would be a fool for him always.