A/N: WATCH THE VIDEO!! It's from a show called eyewitness and it's the best thing to ever happen to me oh my god. They are both so cute and the plot, the mystery, it's just so amazing ahhh. You have your whole life ahead of you so find some time to watch this show. You won't be disappointed. It's like ten episodes. I'm still crying from all the emotions I'm feeling! It's so amazing!

DAN'S POV

"Sam?" I called tentatively, walking towards the round lump on the bed. I could hear quiet sniffles from where I was standing and I sighed. "Doll, are you okay?"

He didn't answer but his body tensed and the sniffles immediately stopped. I shook my head at him, placing the fruits on the table and climbing onto the bed, draping an arm around the lump. "What's wrong?"

He sniffed quietly and I lifted the cover just enough to reveal his face. He looked up at me sadly, his cheeks pink and tears sliding down his face. "I'm s-sorry." He whispered. "I d-didn't mean to s-snap at you like that."

I wiped a stray tear that fell down his cheek with my thumb, pushing his fringe back to reveal his forehead and placed a light kiss, letting my lips linger just a minute more. "It's okay. I shouldn't have talked to you like that in front of my parents." I said. "I'm sorry."

He bit his lip and whimpered. "Y-you're too nice." He mumbled, turning and burying his face into the crook of my neck. "I still don't know what I did to d-deserve you."

I sighed, biting back another whole lecture about why he deserved me and how I was the one who didn't deserve him. "So why did you react like that?" I asked instead. "Were you mad at me?"

"I... I just.. I don't know." He whispered. "I just felt bad w-when you said it was a symptom of depression. Like that's all you see me as. And I just... I was on edge already because of Kyle and then you said that and I got mad. I'm sorry."

Kyle again. "I'm sorry too." I said quietly. "I didn't mean it like that. I was just worried about you, okay? I care about you and I have to make sure you're eating properly since your parents are too busy to do so." I tried to keep the spite out of my voice but seeing the look Sam gave me I assumed I didn't exactly succeed.

He lowered his head, avoiding my eyes. "It isn't entirely their fault, it's mine too." He murmured so quietly that I wondered if he was even talking to me.

I huffed, avoiding the topic of his parents because I knew it bothered him. "You still aren't getting away with eating so little." I said firmly, reaching back to grab the banana.

He stared at me for a few seconds and then scowled at the banana. "I take it back. You're not nice."

I laughed, waving the banana in front of his face. He sighed and snatched it from my hands, sitting up and peeling it.

"Did you call him back?" I asked after a few minutes of watching him eat his banana very slowly and reluctantly.

He chewed fast and swallowed. "Yeah." He said. "But he didn't pick up."

"Oh." I frowned. "Maybe he's busy or something."

He chewed on his bottom lip, looking nervous and squirmy. I raised an eyebrow. "What is it? You clearly want to say something." I asked in amusement.

"Uh, well..." He bit his lip then blurted abruptly. "Can I go see him?"

I blinked. I wasn't expecting that. His eyes widened instantly after he saw the look on my face and he rushed to explain. "I mean only if you say I can! I won't go if you don't want me to!" He said hastily. "I was just a little worried a-and... and n-nevermind, I won't g-go."

I frowned even more but not because I was jealous or I didn't want him to go. I was a bit jealous, of course I was. I wasn't that good of a person but that wasn't the main problem here. The problem was the way he said it.

"You two are only friends now?" I asked calmly.

"Yes," He replied.

"Then why do feel guilty about going to see him?"

"I... " He blinked. "I d-don't feel guilty. I just..." He bit his lip and trailed off.

"You just what?" I asked quietly.

"I just thought y-you won't like it... m-maybe you would be angry or s-something..." He whispered, fidgeting with his fingers. "You didn't talk to me for an entire day because you thought N-Noah was flirting with me."

I blinked as my heart sank. "No... I wasn't... I already told you, I wasn't mad at you for a whole day because of Noah. I was just nervous about asking you out." I frowned. "Okay, maybe I was a little bothered by that too. But the point I'm trying to make here, Sam, is that you're your own person. Just because we're dating now doesn't mean you have to go along with everything I say. If you and Kyle are friends now and you think it is the right thing to do, you go see him, no need to ask me at all. I guess it's better to tell each other if we're going to see our exes or something to avoid any misunderstandings but you don't need my permission, Sam. If I get mad or jealous for no reason, I'm the one that's wrong, not you. If I was mad at you because of Noah, I was wrong, I made a mistake, you didn't. I'm not a perfect person, doll. Not everything I say is right."

He stared at me for the next ten minutes, shock and surprise written all over his face. "I..." He shook his head. "...wow."

I grinned. "I left you speechless, huh?"

He punched my arm and huffed. "I was just a bit taken aback is all."

I smirked teasingly, wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him to my lap. He straddled my hips, circling his arms around my neck. "You really are perfect." He whispered, glancing at my lips. "Like the embodiment of perfection."

I smiled. "So are you."

"Not really." He whispered, brushing his lips against mine.

"To me, you are." I murmured and pressed our lips together in a sweet, slow kiss. "You're perfect to me." I said softly, swiping my tongue against his bottom lip. He opened his lips without protest. "And I'm perfect to you." I explored his mouth with my tongue, every nook and corner, crack and crevice, thoroughly discovering his mouth as if for the first time. "We're perfect for each other. Is that okay with you?" He didn't say anything for a few minutes but then he whimpered and broke the kiss, burying his face into the crook of my neck instead.

I sighed contently, running my fingers through his hair. I smiled despite myself when I felt a wetness on my neck followed by a quiet sniffle. "Are you okay?" I asked softly.

He nodded and I sighed again, feeling warm inside. We stayed like that for a little while longer, enjoying each other's company. But after some time later I asked. "When are you going to see him?"

He stayed quiet for a few seconds, his body going rigid but then he relaxed slowly. "Do.. do you..." He asked slowly without pulling back to look at me. "Do y-you want to come with me?"

My eyes widened slightly. "What?" I asked. "Sam, I told you I trust you. You don't have to-"

"No, I..." He took a deep breath. "I trust you too."

He looked at me, biting his lip. "I.. I t-trust you too and I- I think I'm ready to let y-you see... see that p-part of my l-life."

"Oh." I said dumbly, blinking repeatedly at him. I didn't know what he meant by "that part of my life" but I had an idea. I knew he was bullied or abused or something. I had seen the scar on his back and his.. nightmares. I wasn't a complete idiot. I knew something had happened to him which was also somehow filmed and leaked on the internet. I still remembered what Luke had told me about some video of Sam going viral. Maybe it had something to do with this Kyle person. "Are... are you sure? Are you absolutely sure you're doing this because you genuinely want to and not because you feel like you have to give me something in return for trusting you?"

"Yes..." He whispered. "Yes, I genuinely want you to come with me."

I bit my lip, searching his face for even a bit of reluctance or hesitation but I saw nothing but fierce determination. "Okay." I nodded. "I'll come with you."

He let out a breath. "T-Thank you."

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"He lives here?" I asked confusedly, looking around the old, worn out apartment that seemed to have been abandoned long ago.

"Yeah." He said before knocking on the door three times, his other hand gripping my own tightly.

The door flew open minutes later, revealing a much older person than I expected. Brown hair and brown eyes with a sharp jawline and muscular body. I hated to admit it but this guy was hot. Damn, I could see why Sam had chosen him. In front of him, I just looked like a scrawny little boy.

Okay, now I was more than a little jealous. I squeezed his hand and he gave me a reassuring smile before turning back to him. The guy was just staring at us in stunned silence, looking back and forth between us confusedly.

"Is this..." He asked, pointing at me.

Sam nodded. "Yeah."

He blinked. "Oh, well... I wasn't expecting for you to just show up here but anyway.. come in." He said and turned, gesturing for us to follow him.

I frowned slightly, leaning down to whisper in Sam's ear. "How long has this been going on for?"

"Hmm?" Sam turned to me in surprise.

"You know... you and him?"

He bit his lip and looked away. "A little over... t-two years?"

My eyes widened and I tried my very best to remain calm. Because this man looked way older than Sam and the age of consent was seventeen here. Even if it was legal now, it wasn't two years ago when Sam was only fifteen. "How old is he?" I asked as we walked towards the couch together.

"Twenty three." He whispered quietly, seeming to understand why I was acting so bothered.

My jaw dropped open in shock. What the fuck! "Sam, that's statutory rape!" He flinched. "He's a pedophile! You can't consent to sex at age fifteen!"

"I can hear you, you know." Kyle huffed, turning around to face me.

I ignored him and stared at Sam, horrified. "Doll, did he force you into it or something?" I asked shakily. Fuck. Fuck. What the hell was going on? Was he the cause for all of Sam's trauma?

"I didn't do anything that he didn't want me to." Kyle said defensively.

"That's exactly my point, you dumbass! He didn't know what he wanted or rather it didn't matter what he wanted! He was fifteen! Even if he wanted to, it's still considered illegal! Fifteen year olds can't consent!" I yelled through gritted teeth, all I saw was red. He was clearly a pedophile. Maybe this was what Luke was talking about. Maybe this guy manipulated Sam or something. And by the looks of it, he was still doing it. Oh god, that scar on his back... and his nightmares.. He even forced him to get drunk? So the reason Sam was so emotionally devastated was because of Kyle? Just thinking about it made me want to murder him.

"Dan..." Sam whispered, squeezing my hand. "Please just calm down. I can explain."

"Don't bloody tell me to calm down!" I snapped harshly, glaring at Kyle. He looked guilty and I was sure it was his way of manipulating me too.

Sam dropped my hand abruptly, flinching away from me. That was what made me realize that I had unconsciously yelled at him. "Shit, sorry." I blurted immediately, grabbing his hand again. "I didn't mean to yell at you."

He nodded wordlessly. "Y-yeah, I know but can you just relax?" He asked quietly.

I blinked and frowned, turning slightly to glare at Kyle. "But he-"

"It's not his fault, alright?" Sam sighed, sitting down on the couch. "I need you to trust me here. Please."

I frowned even more. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I trusted him but I didn't trust this guy. What if he was manipulating Sam? What if he was hurting Sam but Sam was too scared to admit it? I had read about abusive relationships before. What if this was it? What if-

"Please." He said again, looking at me pleadingly. "Please, Dan. I swear he's a good person."

I bit my lip and sighed, ultimately deciding to keep quiet for now. "Fine."

He let out a breath and collapsed back on the couch, dragging me down with him. Kyle sighed and sat down on the recliner, looking uncomfortable and confused but that was most definitely because I was still glaring at him. He shifted in his seat awkwardly and turned to Sam, doing his best to ignore me.

"So..um.." He said to Sam, glancing at me nervously. "...you never told me about...uh..." He trailed off.

Dan openly beamed at him and I furrowed my eyebrows. Why did he look so unbothered all of a sudden? He looked very comfortable with this guy. "About Dan?" He finished the sentence happily. "I'm sorry, it just never came up. I mean.. well, it happened all at once so.."

Kyle nodded. "So how long have you been dating for?"

"Ten days." Sam said proudly and I stopped glaring at Kyle for two seconds to glance at him. He looked happy.. and really cute. My lips twitched and I smiled slightly.

"You look happy." Kyle observed, looking thoughtful. "You actually look happy." He added in awe, as if he couldn't believe it.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He genuinely looked excited and he didn't sound or look like a bad guy at all but it could all be an act. He could be pretending to be nice in front of me.

Sam smiled at him. "That's because I am happy."

Kyle blinked, staring at him in shock but slowly a small smile made it's way to his lips and he nodded. "That's great, Sam." He said genuinely.

Sam grinned at Kyle. "Yes, it is! He's amazing!" He blurted and then immediately blushed, looking back at me with wide eyes as if he had forgotten I was there. I beamed at him and he looked back to Kyle, a big wide smile on his face.

"Holy fuck." Kyle blinked at Sam. "I don't think I've ever seen you look like that. Wow."

"Look like what?" He grinned. I smiled slightly, my shoulders almost relaxing. I still didn't trust Kyle but it didn't look like Sam was in some immediate danger. They were just talking and he actually looked comfortable in front of this guy. Even though I was happy that Sam actually had a real friend (even if they were more than that before) who he actually confided in, I still felt a little bit jealous. But mostly, I was happy.

"Like that." Kyle laughed. "Smiling, giggling and blushing. How did this even happen?"

"I don't know." Sam shrugged. "I just like him."

I smiled at him again, squeezing his hand. He smiled back at me and scooted a little closer, his back pressed against my chest as he talked to Kyle.

"So why did you call me?" He asked.

"It was nothing important really." Kyle said, looking nervous all of a sudden. He glanced at me and bit his lip, looking back at Sam.

Sam shrugged. "It's okay. You can say it in front of him. Whatever it is."

Kyle blinked, as if he wasn't expecting that but eventually he relaxed again, talking slowly and hesitantly. "I actually wanted to talk to your dad."

Sam instantly went rigid and sat up straight. "What? Why?"

"He knows you come here... or well, you used to."

Sam's eyes widened and he spluttered. "W-What!"

Kyle rolled his eyes. "He just thinks we're friends and that you come here for moral support or whatever."

Sam sighed in relief. "Oh, okay. But why did you want to talk to him?"

"I... uh... I actually want to quit." He said nervously and I frowned. Quit what?

"You..." Sam gaped at him. "You what?"

"I know it's unbelievable. But..." He sighed. "Yeah, I want to quit. I'm tired of this life. So I was hoping since your dad thinks I helped you, he might offer me a job or something. Possibly even help me deal with Jacob. He has that kind of power, doesn't he? I've heard a lot about your dad from other people."

Sam continued to gape at him for the next several minutes before he cleared his throat and shook his head in disbelief. "Well... okay. I mean I'm pretty sure he'll help you if you ask, even if you don't mention me, he'll still help you. That's just the way he is."

Kyle let out a breath. "Oh. Okay. Thank god."

"So that's all you wanted to say?" Sam asked. "I thought it might be something serious or something."

"This is serious for me." Kyle scowled.

Sam huffed. "Whatever." He looked back at me and sighed. "That's all then? Can we go?"

"Okay, sure. You didn't even have to come all the way out here. You could've just called me." Kyle said as Sam and I stood up to leave. I followed Sam quietly. I didn't have anything to say anyway.

"I did but you didn't answer." He huffed.

Kyle frowned but then he smacked his forehead and groaned. "I forgot that I put it on Silent mode because Jacob and I were... you know..."

Sam cringed. "Spare me the details, please."

"Sorry." Kyle said sheepishly.

Once we were outside the door, Sam released my hand and turned. When I raised an eyebrow, he just smiled at me and looked back at Kyle, taking a deep breath. "Kyle.. um.. I just wanted to say that you were always there for me when no one else-"

"Oh, is this where you thank me for everything and say goodbye?" Kyle raised an eyebrow. I bit back a retort. Sam was trying his best to properly tell him whatever he wanted to and this guy just interrupted him. That probably made it even more hard for Sam.

"No!" Sam said hurriedly. "I just.. you-"

"It's okay, Sam." Kyle said softly. "I really don't think I deserve a thank you. Like your boyfriend-" He smirked at me. "-here said. What I did was absolutely despicable. I probably should end up in jail for that."

Sam frowned. "But it was me who talked you into it."

Kyle shook his head. "It doesn't matter."

Sam bit his lip. "But still... thank you."

Kyle nodded and Sam awkwardly pulled him into a hug. I stood to the side even more awkwardly. To be honest, this was all just really awkward and I just wanted to go home before the awkwardness level reached the absolute maximum.

Sam pulled away from him and came back to stand by my side, grabbing my hand and lacing our fingers together before smiling up at me and looking back at Kyle sadly.

"I found my happiness, I sincerely hope you find yours too."

A/N: Okay, I don't know if I'm supposed to explain this or if you guys already know about it. Most people do but if you're like really young (I've seen eleven year olds reading boy x boy stories here on wattpad lol) I'm explaining it anyway. Fifteen year olds can't have sex with twenty one year olds (lol obviously). It actually depends on which country you're in. Where I live, the age of consent is eighteen and in New York, it's seventeen. Personally, I consider 17-18 to be the best age but in some countries like Japan it's thirteen (What the fuck?) So when you are under the age if consent, even if you say "yes" to sex it's automatically a "no" in the eyes of the LAW. Because minors can't consent to any type of sexual activity. So think twice before you date an old man or woman lmao. They could end up in prison for statutory rape and you'll be traumatized for the rest of your life.

It's common knowledge and I don't know why I thought it necessary to explain but I did anyway so it's whatever XD