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Chapter Two.

“Where’s Vivian?” Theon asked, looking around the room and realizing that Vivian wasn’t there.
“…Took a call.” Sammy muttered sleepily.
Theon stood up and gently placed Maria on the couch, glancing around the room.
Christian and Jason were chatting quietly over a coffee on chairs in the corner, while Julian was typing busily away on his laptop on the floor. Sammy was dozing at the dressing table, his iPod blaring in his ears.
Theon went over to Sammy and plucked an earphone out of one of his ears, bending down to whisper something in his ear.
“Sammy…”
“What…get away.” Sammy mumbled.
“Go find Viv…he might get mobbed by insane fangirls.”
Sammy sighed. He stuffed his iPod in his pocket, stomped outside and gently closed the door behind him.
The cold outside clutched at his bare arms, making him shiver slightly. He wrapped his arms tighter around himself and looked around for Vivian. He spotted an open gate at the end of the alley. Walking towards it, he heard sobbing and couldn’t help but wonder if it was Vivian. But Vivian never cries, he thought. He’s too strong for that. Too…
But as he glanced around the wall, there was Vivian, curled up against the wall with his head in his hands and sobs racking his body.
“Viv!” Sammy yelled, rushing over and keeling down next to Vivian. “Viv…what is it?” he whispered.
Vivian looked up into Sammy’s worry-filled eyes. Something was startlingly beautiful about those eyes…
“Sammy…Haley, she…”
But he couldn’t say anymore. Tears overtook him again and he leaned over into Sammy’s outstretched arms, letting the tears stream freely from his eyes.
Overwhelmed with sympathy, Sammy pulled Vivian closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around his shoulders.
Vivian sobbed quietly into Sammy’s warm chest. The internal pain slowly seemed to ease as he listened to Sammy’s quiet breathing and felt his hands stroking his back.
Sammy felt an unfamiliar feeling welling up in his chest. He had never felt this way towards Vivian before. He wanted to comfort him, ease his pain…make his sadness vanish forever. If Haley had hurt him…
“Vivian,” he whispered, taking his chin and pulling it up so he could meet his eyes. “What did she do to you?”
Vivian sighed and Sammy stroked his beautiful face, wondering how he could have missed it all these years. “I just want you to be okay…” he whispered.
Vivian took his hand and held it tightly in his own. “She cheated on me,” he said, choking back tears. “She cheated…and I thought she loved me. Four others…four and I didn’t notice. I just…I’m a mistake. I-“
Sammy put his finger in his lips, silencing him. “Never,” he whispered, leaning in closer. “You will never be a mistake to me. You deserve better. You don’t deserve lies or deceit. You deserve someone who will love you until the end of time…someone who won’t leave you and who loves you just as much as you love them, maybe even more.”
He paused to wipe the stray tears from Vivian’s cheeks, beginning to get even closer to him.
“I care…”
Vivian found himself moving closer to Sammy as he leaned down, his lips softly brushing his-
“Sammy! Viv!”
Sammy whipped around and jumped up. “Found him!” he said, brushing himself off.
Julian raised an eyebrow. “Huh,” he said, throwing Sammy’s coat to him. “Get a move on, the tour bus is about to leave for Zurich.”
Then he stalked off in the direction of the bus.
Vivian watched Sammy button and smooth down his coat, all the while acting as if nothing had happened.
Vivian was taken aback. Sammy had been so sweet and heartfelt just now, why was he doing this?
“Sammy-“
“Tour bus, Viv. Come on.” Sammy said, walking out of the gate and vanishing into the darkness.
Vivian sighed and ran his hands through his hair. Was he being screwed over again? Was Sammy just toying with his feelings, or did he want to forget that all that had ever happened?
Vivian ran his fingers over his lips where Sammy’s had touched them. It was strange…he had never felt this way about another man and he had never noticed how sweet Sammy could be. He was confused about his feelings for Sammy as well. His feelings kept twisting around each other, trying to find a solution.
Perhaps he should start trying his hand with men as well? People had always told him that bisexuals seemed to do it better. But even if he confronted Sammy about that, he could find that Sammy regretted the whole incident and had no desire to take it further.
Vivian sighed, deciding to confront Sammy about it later. He wiped his eyes and cheeks with his coat sleeve, retrieved his mobile from the cold ground and started towards the gate.
He paused, his hand on the gate latch, and turned around to survey the scene one last time.
No woman could have ever whispered those same words to me…