Forever

Disclaimer: Nothings belongs to me and so on.

Thanks to: Shanne

Chapter 2

„So, where are you going tonight?“ Piper asked her son while handing out the dinner.

“What?” Chris tried to look up innocently from his plate. “Going out?”

Phoebe chuckled in her seat. “Chris, don’t try to deny it.”

“I don’t try to deny anything”, Chris contradicted which caused his cousins to chuckle like their mother did before. “And what are you two laughing at.”

“You”, eleven-year-old Patricia replied and started to giggle along with her sister.

Chris just looked away from them irritated. “There’s this party”, he admitted sheepishly. “To celebrate the new school year.”

“Ha, I knew it”, Penelope exclaimed happily.

“WE knew it”, Patricia contradicted while elbowing her sister.

“Don’t fight”, Phoebe’s husband Coop told them seriously from the other end of the table.

“Why?” Penelope, who was thirteen years old, asked rebelliously. “Mum and Aunt Piper fight all the time.”

“That’s different”, Phoebe told them.

“How?” Patricia asked.

When nobody answered, Piper just shrugged: “We’re adults, we can do what we want.”

The girls snorted, but stayed quiet otherwise.

“So”, Piper begann talking again. “About this party...”

“Yeah?” Chris asked carefully.

“Don’t be back to late! I won’t let you stay at home from school tomorrow. Is that clear?”

“Sure, mum”, Chris replied cheerfully.

---__---

Dinner was always a quiet affair at the Wyatts’ house, which was logical since there were only two participants.

Matthew just chewed on the pizza they got delivered when his father started to talk:

“So, did you make some friends already?”

Matthew nodded while swallowing the piece of pizza. “There are some nice guys.” He hesitated for a second before continuing. “Actually, there’s this party tonight and I thought it might be a good idea to show up, you know? Since I’m the new guy and I could make some new friends there possibly.”

Leo looked at him carefully. “They have a party on a school night? Isn’t that a bit of a bad idea? I mean, what kind of parents let their kids throw a party on a school night?”

Matthew shrugged. “Don’t know because I don’t know any of them.”

Leo sighed at the tone in his son’s voice. “Fine, you can go. But I want you to be back at twelve, okay?”

“One”, Matthew debated. “I’ll still get enough sleep if I come home at one.”

Leo looked sceptical for a moment but then nodded. “Okay, I don’t mind. Just be careful, okay?”

Matthew had to laugh at this. “Dad, it’s a high school party! Really, how bad can it be?”

---__---

He found out how bad it was as soon as he entered the house through the door that wasn’t locked and was greeted with the sight of a couple making out in the hallway while only wearing their underwear. Matthew’s first idea was to turn around and leave again but the heavy music coming from the inside of the house got him to stay. He tried to get past the couple without having to look at them and then stood in the living-room.

Well, it should be a living-room obviously, but at the moment it looked more like a disco to him. The whole room was filled with people drinking, dancing or making out. Most of the people in the room were half naked while moving to the rythm of the music and nearly all of them seemed to be too drunk to notice anything that was going on around them.

Matthew stayed in the doorframe stunned for a second having only seen parties like this on TV before. He was contemplating leaving the house again when suddenly Chris jumped into his way.

“Hey man, you made it!” The Halliwell was dressed in black jeans and a tight blue shirt with a leather jacket over it.

“Yeah”, Matthew replied while having a hard time in not devouring the opposite guy with his eyes. “What kind of party is this?”

“What?” Chris looked around the room. “What do you mean?”

Matthew snorted. “The drinking? The making out? The being-half-naked?”

“Oh that?” Chris laughed. “It’s just a party!”

“Yeah, well, it’s kind of a ... expressive party!”

Chris shrugged. “What can I say? We’re kind of expressive guys here.” He turned around and moved his head for Matthew to follow him. “Come on, let’s go grab a beer.”

Matthew tried to follow the Halliwell, but it was kind of difficult for him to get through the crowd whereas Chris seemed to have no problems with getting the people out of his way. Finally he decided to stay where he was and let Chris get the drinks.

Chris went over to a corner of the room where a counter was placed. He talked to the guy behind it quickly and got two bottles of beer from him. When he turned around Chris needed a second to locate Matthew in the crowd and then again nodded towards another corner. Matthew nodded and followed him quickly to an unoccupied couch where both of them sat down.

“So”, Chris began while taking a sip from his drink. “Where are you from?”

“What?” Matthew asked confused as he was still glancing at the crowd.

Chris grinned at that. “Come on, ignore them. I’m trying to make small talk. And I promise to try and be more interesting than them.”

“That’s not easy.”

“I love challenges”, Chris explained while grinning at Matthew with a naughty expression which caused Matthew to choke on his beer. “So, where are you from?” Chris lent back and took another sip.

“Seattle”, Matthew answered calmly. “I lived with my dad in Seattle for years but I was born here in San Francisco.”

“Really! I can’t imagine living in Seattle. I mean, isn’t it cold up there? Like freezing all the time?”

Matthew had to laugh. “It’s not that bad actually.”

“Yeah, says someone who lived there nearly his whole life.” Chris snorted. “You’re propably already frozen yourself, so you have no feeling left in any part of your body.”

Matthew chuckled. “You’re funny.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“Definitely a good thing.”

“So you’re not frozen?”

“No, I’m not.”

“So you’re hot?”

“I don’t know. You tell me.”

Chris laughed. “That was a good one.”

“Yeah, I thought so.” Both were silent for a moment before Matthew started talking again. “You gonna answer the question?”

“What question?”

“The one about me being hot.”

“Or not.”

“Or not.”

“You wanna dance?”

“What?” Matthew blinked at the sudden change of subject.

“Dance? You know, the thing where people are together at a place and move to the rythm of music.”

“Suddenly you’re not so funny anymore.”

“I often try to be less funny and more sarcastic.”

“It suits you.”

“Thanks.” Chris emptied his beer and stood up. “Now come on, let’s dance!”

“I don’t really dance”, Matthew argued, but was dragged to the dance floor by the other one.

“You certainly never danced like that before, right?”

Matthew looked at the dancers around him. “No, certainly not. And I’m sure I won’t ever dance like that.”

Chris laughed. “Oh, you will, trust me. Someday you will. Nobody can evade the music.”

“That’s Chris’ motto for life”, a voice from Matthew’s right cried into their conversation and Matthew turned around to notice Katherine for the first time. She was dancing next to him and wore quite slutty clothes in Matthew’s opinion. She was dressed completely in black and had a dark toned make-up on that made her look a lot different from when he had met her in school.

“Hey Kat”, Chris greeted her, obviously seeing her for the first time, and kissed her on the ckeek.

“Hey”, Matthew welcomed her, too, smiling lightly.

“Hi Matthew”, Kat pointed at the girl dancing opposite of her. “This is Jen. She goes to school with us.”

“Hi”, Matthew smiled at the blonde, tall girl that waved back slightly.

“Come on”, Chris interrupted the conversation. “Stop talking and start dancing.”

Matthew soon realized that Chris was not only an expressive guy but also an expressive dancer. He moved to the music like he was born to dance and Matthew soon lost his inhibitions and started to dance, too.

The four of them danced together since they didn’t want to cause any trouble although Matthew was quite sure that no one of the guests at the party would even notice two guys dancing together in their current state.

After a while Chris leaned over to Matthew. “Do you want another beer?”

“Yeah.” This time Matthew managed to follow Chris through the crowd and they got back to their couch that was surprisingly still unoccupied after grabbing another two drinks.

“So”, Chris began talking after gulping down nearly the whole bottle at once. “You still against dancing?”

“Well, not really.”

“That’s great. Now can we go on with the small talk?”

“Sure. Fire away!”

“Does your family know that you’re gay?”

Matthew snorted. “That does not even count as small small talk anymore.”

“Answer the question anyway!”

The Wyatt sighed. “No, my dad doesn’t know.”

“What about the rest of your family?”

“Well, my dad is about all of my family. My mum died when I was three.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be. It was a long time ago. I don’t even remember her.” He stayed silent for a while and Chris drank from his beer trying to look occupied. “So what about your family?”

“They don’t know anything. Although they are all quite nosy.”

“All? How big is your family?”

“Well, there’s me and my mum. And my two aunts with their husbands and my six cousins and my grandpa.”

Matthew raised an eyebrow. “Wow, that’s more than me and my dad.”

Chris laughed. “Yeah, obviously. It’s quite noisy to have them all together.”

“How often do you get all of them together?”

Chris shrugged. “Well since one of my aunts, her husband and her two kids live in our house and the other aunt lives with her family just across the street, it happens quite often. Usually at dinner time because my mum is the only one of the family who can cook.”

Matthew laughed. “That sounds strenuous.”

“It can be. Especially because all of my cousins are girls between five and thirteen years.”

“Oh my god!”

“Yeah, exactly.”

“But, you know”, Matthew replied thoughtfully while drinking from his beer. “I think it’s kind of nice to have a big family. I mean when I go to school in the morning there’s no one at home and when I come home from school there’s no one at home. And there sure as hell never is any food at home because my dad always forgets to go shopping. So living in a house full of family with a mum who knows how to cook sounds quite good to me.”

“Maybe”, Chris shrugged. “It’s all a matter of the point of view.”

“Yeah, propably.” Matthew looked around the room “So is this kind of party an annual event? Or monthly?”

“More like weekly”, Chris explained. “We always change the place of the party to whatever house is free from parents.”

“And your parents know nothing about it?”

“No, they don’t. Maybe they got suspicious this one time when the police shut down one of our first parties about two years ago and everybody got taken home by them. But that never happened again, so they forgot it.”

Matthew had to laugh again. “Your life seems to be pretty interesting.”

Chris gave him a cheeky grin. “You have no idea.”

---__---

Phoebe entered the kitchen to find Piper doing the dishes in there.

“Piper, you should have said something”, Phoebe exclaimed. “I thought we’d clean up in the morning.” She grabbed a towel from a cupboard and went over to dry the dishes.

“It’s okay, Phoebe. I needed some time to think anyway. And what better way to think than to clean up at the same time?”

“I would know a few better ways”, Phoebe muttered before replying in a normal loudness. “What’s the matter with you?”

“It’s Chris”, Piper sighed. “I’m just a bit concerned. I mean...”, she turned round to face her sister. “Do you think we did everything right in his upbringing? Do you think it’s wrong to have him as much freedom as he has? To allow him to stay away on school nights without a curfew? To go out every weekend without us knowing when he comes home or where he goes to even?”

“Piper”, Phoebe began, but was interrupted again.

“I’m just worried that I did something wrong by seperating him from his father.”

“Piper, you and Leo made this decision and you were right to make it because it would have been too dangerous otherwise and you know it, right?”

“Yeah”, Piper agreed unwillingly.

“Good because you can’t change it anyway. And personally I think that Chris has become a great young man who can look after himself, is having a lot of fun in his life and gets quite good grades in school. So there’s nothing to worry about.”

Piper sighed and nodded finally. “You’re right, thank you.”

“No problem”, Phoebe replied and hugged her sister briefly. “Now why don’t we let these dishes be dishes and go to bed instead?”

“Okay”, Piper nodded again and left the kitchen with her sister.

---__---

Chris laughed at Matthew’s joke as suddenly an angry voice interrupted their conversation: “You found a new friend, huh?”

The Halliwell turned around and sighed at the sight of a blonde girl dressed in a bikini glaring at him. “Cass, what do you want?”

The girl shrugged. “Just looking what loser you’re after now.”

Chris stood up obviously getting angry. “Don’t call him that.”

“Why not? We know it’s true. You’re always looking for losers since Jeremy dumped you.”

“Be careful what you say”, Chris approached to the girl.

“What? Are you getting angry with me? You wanna hurt me? I know you want. Why don’t you go on and show everyone here who you are?”

Chris looked around to notice some people staring at him and whispering around him. He looked back to Cass, who grinned evilly, and then to Matthew, who was obviously confused. Without another word Chris stormed through the crowd and left the house slamming the door shut.

Matthew looked at his surroundings for a second before following Chris quickly out of the house.

He found Chris sitting on a bench in front of the house with his hands on his head. “Hey”, he said to get the brunette’s attention. “You okay?”

Chris looked up. “Yeah, I’m good.”

Matthew sat down next to him carefully. “Who is she?”

“She’s just one of the few people who despise me.”

“What for?”

Chris snorted. “A lot of reasons, actually. She hates me because I’m gay, because I didn’t go out with her even before my outing and certainly because I slept with her boyfriend once.”

Matthew coudn’t keep a little laughter from escaping.

Chris smiled, too. “Yeah, it’s kind of funny, when you hear it.”

“No, I’m sorry”, Matthew shook his head. “I shoudn’t have laughed.”

“It’s okay.”

“What was she talking about?”

Chris shook his head. “Doesn’t matter.” He stood up from the bench and went a few steps down the terrace. “It’s just hard sometimes, you know? To be...”

“To be what?”

“Yourself, I think.”

Matthew sighed and stood up, too, stepping behind Chris. “It’s always hard to be yourself. But masking yourself as someone else is just cowardly. And your no coward, right? I learnt that much about you in just one day.”

Chris turned around and looked at his opposite. “Shit”, Chris muttered, grabbed Matthew’s neck to pull him near and kissed him.

The other one responded by kissing him back passionately after a second of surprise. When they seperated again minutes later, both were breathing hard.

“Well, that went better than I expected”, Chris mumbled their lips still nearly touching.

“Yeah”, Matthew agreed. „But you do realize we went quite fast from our first meeting to our first kiss?“

“Hey, there were more than twelve hours between the two events.” He thought for a moment. “Okay, maybe we should take it slow.”

“Good idea, we’ll take it slow.”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.”

The kissed each other again. And again. And again.

TBC...