Authors note; WARNING: Dwayne is kinda ooc in the fan-fic. Sorry, I suck, I know. :'(

Spoiler; I DO NOT OWN THE MOVIE! If I did, I'd make Dwayne gay with all my power xD Sorry Dwayne ;)

Dwayne held that book in front of him as he tried to get comfortable on his bed. He just couldn't concentrate. What the fuck happened last night?

He sat up, he needed to call him.

Ring-ring-ring. Ring-ring-ring. Ring-ring-ring.

The suspense was unbearable. He was one moment away from just putting the phone back to the receiver. But somebody picked up.

'Hello? Dwayne?' It was a male voice, not deep, but not childish. It wasn't smooth, but not too raspy.

'Uh…yeah. Dominick?' He stared at the floor…maybe this was a mistake.

'Y-yeah. It's Dominick. What's up?' It sounded like T.V. in the back-round…oh right, 'He has a small television in his room.' Dwayne thought.

'I was thinking about last night…' There was silence, once again, terrible to experience.

'I was just going to ask you if, well-what was…it…?' Dwayne felt so out of character, as if he was somebody else, Dominick did this to him-always-whenever he was around.

'Well, it was a kiss, then it turned-'

'Yeah, but I mean what it…meant…' He felt himself flush.

He heard Dominick move, like he was shifting on the couch or wherever he was. 'I don't know, what do you think?' Dwayne could just imagine Dominick raise his eye-brow.

'That's why I called you.' Dwayne lay on his bed. He felt his heart beat even faster. Why the hell was Dominick stalling so fucking much? This was getting tiresome. Dwayne laid his arm on his fore-head. So is this what being 19 is all about? Seeing out things he saw on T.V. or in his case; from his uncle. That he never thought would happen to him-self, but it so happens, it does? Screw this shit. This is exactly why he started to wonder how it would be like if he died to those around him about two months ago.

'Well, I think a lot of things. I have mixed feelings about it, honestly. At first I thought that it was just a joke, maybe just an accident or a stupid act we did,' Dwayne felt his heart drop…although he denied it in his mind completely.

'but then I thought that maybe…just saying…that it was…a good feeling? Or nice. Seriously, dude, I don't know.' That was Dominick. Talks a lot, but says so little. Dwayne didn't know what to think. He was certainly not a fucking homo. He just stayed quiet. He opened his mouth multiple times, but nothing came out.

'Well…' He finally managed to say something. A smile slowly made its way across his face. Now he was thinking right, when just one sentence popped into his mind… 'Maybe we should talk…but face-to-face.'

He knew Dominick was taken aback. Dominick was never straight-although so cute (in a childish way, smooth, thin and straight hair, lanky, 5'6 but so skinny that he looked about 15, etc)-but he had never been with someone, even Dwayne-who just became friends with him-knew that.

'Uh-yes-sure, I mean…yeah.'

Dwayne smiled completely now. He figured it out. So what he was interested his another guy? Screw it! He had just come from complete denial to totally open to it in just seconds. This, of course, doesn't mean he's gay. He just thought that maybe this was an okay idea.

'Saturday?' Dominick said as happy as he sounded.

'Yeah.' He said laying back, in the same position as just a minute ago.

'Cool then. What're you doing?' Dominick questioned curiously.

'Just, on my bed, was reading.'

'Let me guess, same book as two days ago?'

He smirked 'Yes.'

'Well, I got to go…bye.'

'Bye…Dominick.' He said in swoon. His head was now flowing fine. He could think straight, focus on something. At least he felt so.

They hung up and Dwayne jumped back in his bed this time, in total and utter joy. He put both hands on his head. Now he felt good.

A week later

Dwayne was bent, and leaning against the dock's rail. His arms rested on the top. He was gazing at the horizon. He was getting wet and sticky from the ocean spray. He saw the pelicans fly over him and next to him, but his eyes didn't move. His expression was blank with the exception of his half smile.

Then he felt a hand on his shoulder, he turned around, Dominick.

Dominick hugged him, he was only inches shorter than Dwayne, but still had to wrap his arms around the other boy's neck.

'Dominick…' Dwayne buried his face into Dominick's neck and sleeve's. Then he leaned back and kissed the brunette.

'Happy Thanksgiving…' Dwayne smiled that thin lipped, sweet as hell smile as Dominick did the same.

I'M SOOOOO SORRY IT'S SO FREAKIN' OOC! I suck at this -.-'. I tried imagining Dwayne like this. I only got some parts at least okay in my mind. Sorry, I missed the last 15 minutes of the movie and that was the first time I watched it.

But, this movie inspired me so much, I just had to write for it. :3

R&R!