"Class H3, please make your way into the hall quietly, and put your bags down in the closet." My English teacher said, and held open the door for us. My fingers were trembling and my heart was pumping loudly in my chest and I wasn't even inside the hallway yet, I was still waiting for my class to get inside before me.

From the corner of my eye, I could see Jace smiling at me and I quickly rushed over to him and took him into a big fat hug, he could probably feel how hard and how quick my heart was thumping against his chest. "You'll do fine," he reassured and gave me a quick peck on my lips. Being able to do something like this in public, In front of the school, is still so overwhelming, even though it has been a few weeks since we came out publicly.

"Zachary hurry up! You have an exam to get inside for." Miss Lancaster glared at me and I quickly rushed passed her and met my class in the hallway, lining up outside the exam hall as they waited for the class that came in before us to settle down.

My hands were all clammy and my head was spinning as an examiner met us in the hallway and ushered us inside. Could I do this? GCSE is nothing compared to A Level but the grades I get this year will tell me whether I can get into A Level. I needed at least a B at I really did want to go to Sixth Form.

The examination hall was eerily quiet, the only sound that could be heard were the clicking of pens and the footsteps of my peers as they walked from the entrance to the closet where the sports supplies are usually stored. It was dusty and murky inside so I left my bags on top of a gymnastics beam and took out a bottle of water and my pencil case. I already switched my phone off and left it inside my bag previously.

I sat down right at the back of the hall, where the new row started right after the last class that went inside and double checked my pockets and took out the supplies I needed from my pencil case before putting it on the floor next to my feet. God, this was scary as fuck and the exam hasn't even begun yet. The way the examiners look at you just make you want to crawl into a hole and the quietness just makes me want to laugh. I can't handle silence.

In front of me, on my desk was my examination paper and I signed my name at the top as neatly as I could and left my pen next to the paper as I waited for everyone else to get inside the hall so that we could start already; I just wanted to get this exam and my maths exam later this afternoon over and done with. We were on study leave so I only had to come into school for exams and I was especially looking forward to later on because I'm going to Jace's house, apparently he wants to take me somewhere.

Once everybody in the hall had settled down and the examiners went through a list of rules, I was finally allowed to duck my head down and start the two and a half hour exam in store for me.

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"Jace, where are we going?" I ask him as we slid into his car, it was seven in the evening and it was starting to get dark. Last time I checked, Jace didn't like driving in the dark.

"I can't tell you that because it wouldn't be a surprise then, would it?" he grinned at me and grabbed my hand, leaving it to rest on top of the gear stick. He reversed out of the driveway and out of the street.

"I thought you didn't like driving in the dark." I deadpanned.

"Well, it's summer now so it's not as dark as it could be, plus, the roads we're going on have streetlights."

Mum was very much against allowing me to see Jace tonight because I was supposed to be revising but once I assured her that I will catch up on any revision I would be missing out tonight, she finally let me go. My next exam wasn't for another two days so I had the entire day tomorrow to make sure I'm prepared.

"Guess so. Why did you tell me I had to dress like I was at home?" earlier today, Jace said about this and I thought he meant it because we'd be hanging around his house but obviously, we weren't. We only had a quick dinner and rushed out the door so I had no clue where we were going tonight.

I was staring out the window throughout the entire journey and conversed with Jace every now and then but I tried to refrain from it because It was probably better if he focused on the road instead. We finally stepped out of the car and I saw we were literally in the middle of nowhere. There were a few street lamps, a nice corner stop and a bunch of outdated posters on the fences surrounding a massive and very empty field but then it struck me because I saw the posters were advertising a carnival in March.

"Why are we here?" I gulped. Last time we came here, he left me and I drowned my sorrows in cheap alcohol given to me by a stranger.

"We're replacing a bad memory with a good one." He slung a huge rucksack and a guitar bag behind his back before slamming the car door shut and locking it, then he came closer to me and stuck his hand out for me to grab. I grabbed it, obviously, but only after he let me carry a bag because by the way he hunched over and walked the few steps to me, I noticed he was struggling. He smiled at me and pecked me on the lips before pulling me towards the field.

The grass crunched beneath my feet as we walked all the way to the back and made our way through some forestry until we were stood in the middle of a very familiar hill that overlooked the city.

"That memory was binned when you told me you loved me." I snickered.

"I know, but it still haunts me." He threw the rucksack he had over his back and took out a blanket and some... food? Didn't we just have dinner?

My tummy was fluttering when he grabbed my hand again and pulled me down on the ground but I lost my balance and fell on top of him instead, leaving us both awkwardly straddling each other. As uncomfortable as it was beginning to get, I didn't want to move because I liked being this close to Jace.

I shifted my weight and left my legs in a tangle with his and brought my lips down to capture his in a kiss. It wasn't like the kiss we shared when we stepping out of the car, or like the one we share whenever we say our farewells to each other, no this kiss was heated, it was full of love and lust and it was very hungry too. Why wouldn't it be? All I wanted to do right now was rip his clothes off and shower him in affection, there was also the reason that we hadn't had any private time together for a little less than a week now because of exams and studying.

Before the kiss could get anymore heated than it was, Jace pushed me off him gently. "I brought dessert."

"You are my de-"

"Don't finish that, please." He chortled and took out two spoons from his rucksack then he opened a plastic container that had two big slices of apple crumble in them- I knew I smelt it from somewhere.

"Can't the dessert wait?" I pouted.

"No, it really can't. It's going to get cold and yucky." he dug his spoon into crumble and instead of feeding himself, he brought it to my lips and I awkwardly leaned forward and took the piece of crumble into my mouth. So I can't kiss him and I can't feed myself either apparently. Nevertheless, the crumble tasted great and I just wanted to savour every bite of it. Jace couldn't have made this, right? When would he have the chance?

A few more spoonfuls later, and the crumble was finish. I must admit, I may have enjoyed being fed in the end, especially by Jace, even if he treats me like a kid and tells me it's a train or airplane at one point.

"So why did you bring your guitar?" I asked. I had an idea of why he brought it but how else was I meant to ask him to play something for me in the kindest way possible?

"Oh!" He gleamed as if a lightbulb had just switched on in his head. He turned around and unzipped the guitar from its case and let it rest on his criss crossed legs.

Without a warning, he started playing. His fingers danced around the strings as his left hand made shapes on the fretboard. I felt like I recognised this tune, it was in my mind somewhere, I just couldn't pin point it by listening to the guitar.

"You think I'm pretty without any makeup on.

"You think I'm funny, when I tell the punchline wrong.

I know you get me, so I let my walls come down."

He was singing Katy Perry, with an acoustic twist on it. That's why I couldn't tell what the song was at first. A smile crept up to my lips seeing him looking at me dead in the eye as he sang. He sounded so passionate and genuine, and I loved it because it meant he was kidding about his feelings and it's always nice to be assured about that even when I knew deep down that this is love.

"My heart stops when you look at me,

just one touch, now baby I believe this is real so take a chance and don't ever look back."

I felt tears prickling at my eye, but I don't think Jace would've noticed because now his eyes were shut as he swayed his body side to side ever so slightly with the song. I was doing the same; swaying.

"I finally found you, my missing puzzle piece, now I'm complete."

I watched the rest of the mini performance in tears, it just got to me, all the sneaky innuendos and the fact he was serenading to me about being whipped. Most of the performance, we were having a stare off. Usually, I feel awkward looking people dead in the eye but as for Jace, it was different. I could stare in his beautiful, relaxed, ocean blue eyes forever.

He put the guitar down to the side and fiddled with his fingers, I was speechless. I pounced on him, wrapping him up into my arms and sniffling into his hair.

"Thank you, that was perfect." I mumbled.

"Only for you." He said back with a weak chuckle and tightened his hold around me.

Finally letting go of each other, we lay down on the blanket and stared up at the sky. A dark blue quilt covered it and tiny glistening specks adorned it. I found his hand and intwined it with mine and scurried closer to him so that the entire side of my body was against his side.

"Do you remember the first day we met? I hit you with the classroom door and slid across the desk and fell on the floor. Or the chair. Whichever." He said aloud.

"Yeah, wow. Great first impression, huh? We went Starbucks after so it was okay in the end." I grinned to myself and kept my eyes trained on to the sky.

"I know right, I mean, I was only ten minutes late but you couldn't wait."

"Hey, it felt like half an hour to me." I retorted, feeling defensive and courageous, "when I saw you, I literally thought you were the most adorable thing ever, the way you lift your glasses up higher up your nose with your finger was enough for me."

"They're just glasses." He chuckled.

"I know, but still..." I trailed off. "Do you remember when we went to the shopping centre and you fed me pretzels?"

"Yes!" He perked up even louder and squeezed my hand, "I jumped on your back and was so relieved you weren't 'too straight' to make me jump off."

"I dropped you on your bum when you said you didn't like coffee, then you attacked me in a store and pinned me on the floor in a kinky position."

"I didn't mean for it to be kinky." He chuckled and I turned my head to see that he was blushing.

"Right, sure..." I chuckled and turned over on my side, resting my head on my arm. I brought a hand to his cheek and caressed it tenderly, he gave into my touch like a cat would and placed his hand on top of mine.

"When did you realise you liked me more than a friend?" he mimicked my position with an arm behind his head and smiled at me.

"Um," I tried to rummage through my head when I started feeling things for him, but I couldn't pin point it, when did I figure it out? To me, It seemed as if I kept having second thoughts every time I thought about it. I mean, I did once think I only felt lust for him. "I think it was when we shared out first kiss, that's when I realised how real my feelings were."

"Oh yeah?" he hummed, "that was the football game. You kissed me so those girls didn't bother me. Why? Were you jealous?" he grinned from ear to ear and pecked my nose.

"Maybe a little..." I snorted but he didn't seem to believe me- his complexion basically screamed it.

"Yeah, ok.." he trailed off with a smirk and sat up. He started picking up the container of the long gone dessert to put it in his bag and I frowned. We were having such a nice moment, then he had to obsess over tidying up.

Mischievously, I took the empty container from his hands and put it to the side before leaning into a kiss and falling back on the blanket next to him, he didn't take a moment to spare and he tangled his hands in my hair, just the way I liked it. I did the same, and even peppered kisses all along his face, neck and shoulder and I heard a sharp intake of breath from him, causing me to smirk devilishly down at him.

I felt like pointing out that we haven't even gotten to the best part but I knew it would be a total turn off so I kept my mouth shut. I could feel his hands leave my hair and instead, move down to my waist and I broke the kiss momentarily so I could focus on grinding against him and seeing his reaction clearly. His eyes rolled back and his hips bucketed- or at least, tried to, given the circumstances of me laying on top of him.

He sat up and whisked his zip up hoodie off and tugged at the hem of my jumper; I didn't need to be told twice. Hastily, I ripped it off me- not literally- and threw it aside before gently pushing him back into the blanket and meeting his delectable lips once again. I poked my tongue out and ran it across his bottom lip and he opened up, allowing me to explore his mouth like the many times I have before. His tongue fought with mine while he ran his fingers in my hair again, forcing out a moan from me, and then I massaged his tongue between my lips and brought my hand down to his bursting zipper and teased him, opening it and closing it multiple times.

I felt like laughing when he started adorably pouting but before I could do anything, he harshly flipped us over and started tracing his finger down my torso, playfully slipping his finger in and out the waistband of my jeans. I despised it and loved it at the same time, it gave me all the more reason to get my revenge next time we do this but it was also agony at the same time.

"Jace." I breathed out when he took his lips away from mine.

"Mhm?" He mumbled in between peppering up my neck.

"We're.. Outside."

"So what." I felt him grin against my neck and I couldn't help the grin that crept up on my lips. Nobody was here, it was practically abandoned.

I tugged at the hem of his t-shirt and he took it off almost instantly. I took the opportunity to sit up and push him down on the blanket, he frowned at me but I didn't spare a moment to go right in and pepper kisses on his torso, he was fidgety underneath me while I traced his nipple with my tongue in circular motions and lightly bit down on it.

Jace fumbled with his sweatpants and I leaned back and helped him take them off before taking mine off and pressing out members together. Even with the thin material of our boxers separating us, I was already so so turned on and I never expected this to happen. Jace let out a moan, a loud one, but it was okay because there wasn't any civilisation around, only an empty field and a closed corner shop. There was only us, and the wildlife around us of course.

He, eager for domination, flipped us over and massaged me through the thin material until he finally forced a sound from me. I could see his signature devilish smirk playing on his lips. Bastard.

Then he reached over to his bag and pulled out a small bottle and a square packet.

"Are you sure?" I asked, genuinely concerned.

"I should be asking you that question." He smirked and fiddled with the bottle in his hand.

"No. You are not, I-"

"Hey, my lube, my rules." He smirked down at me, "only if you're ready, of course."

I took a few moments to think it through, next time, I'll have to bring my own lube so I can tell him I get to have my way.

But then again, would there be a next time? If I went though.. With this... His way... I'd know how it feels and I already knew it was going to hurt, do I really want Jace to take that much pain? I love him after all, and I would never do anything to hurt him.

I loved Jace, and I knew he'd never do anything I didn't want to do. I knew he'd be gentle and that he wouldn't do anything to hurt me. This boy was my rock, and I was prepared to kill - figuratively and literally - for him.

"I.." I watched as he twirled the packet around his fingers. "Okay, I'm ready."

He leaned down and kissed my cheek. "I love you." He whispered in my ear, as if there was a crowd around us and nobody was supposed to hear.

"I love you too. So much that it hurts." I told him, smirking to myself at the double meaning even when I shouldn't. I was partially looking forward to this now, it's not like I want to avoid it my entire life; it would be a brand new experience, shared with the most important person in my life right now.