CHAPTER 3

Thomas and Minho are back at their house, Minho staring blankly a Thomas waiting for him to explanation for what happened when they were running. Thomas stares back at Minho mimicking his expression exactly.

"So.....care to share what happened back there?" Minho asks.

"No." Thomas replies.

"Um excuse me?" Minho challenges.

"I said no, I wouldn't like to share what happened."

"Okay. Well no more options, your telling me what happened weather you like it or not."

"No." Thomas says standing his ground.

"Listen here shuck face, I'm in charge and if I say your telling me something. Then you tell me what I asked you about. Got that you shuck?"

"Yeah sure Minho good that" Thomas sarcastically spits out. "I'll tell you if you tell me."

"Tell you what?, you already know everything." Minho asks curiously.

"You know what."

"Um I obviously don't because if i did I wouldn't be asking you know would I?"

"Why did you get so happy when I said that I loved you?"

Minho's sassy look slowly fades and is replaced by red, bright bright tomato red. His hands move from resting on his hips to cover his embarrassed face.

"That was nothing Thomas, forget it."

"No, it was something! What was it."

"Just leave it alone Thomas"

"No Minho what happened."

That was the last straw for Minho,

" I said LEAVE IT ALONE THOMAS!!!" He screamed at the other teen.

A look of hurt flashed across Thomas's eyes, not that Minho noticed. His face was still buried in his hands.

"Is it wrong for a guy to like his best friend?" Minho mumbles from behind his hands.

"Depends, is that best friend a girl or a boy?"

"Boy...."

"No gay isn't bad, why you ask?"

" no reason, I know some one like that, they were wondering."

"Okay then?...."

"So now that that is all said and done, talk" Minho says, sassy attitude coming back and hands going back on his hips.

"I....I...I can't Minho."

"And why not?"

"I just can't Minho, I just can't."

"Yes you can, and you will. Talk. Now."

"Minho....."

"TALK. NOW." Minho yells once more, no one said that he could control his temper well.

"I CANT MINHO, I CANT"

"YES YOU CAN.TALK RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME GOD!....."

"I PROMISED HIM! I PROMISED!!!" Thomas says stuttering, tears forming in his eyes.

"Is this about Chuck Thomas?...." Minho asks, voice becoming more gentle but still firm.

"N.....NO! ITS ABOUT N..NEWT!" Thomas says sobbing.

Minho stops comforting Thomas at the sound of his close (way past gone) friend, and his head shoots up.

"Newt? What about him?!"

"I...I...I..can't tell you" Thomas manages to get out with tears still streaming down his face.

END CHAPTER 3

A/N- not edited hope you like