KYLE'S P.O.V.
If someone had told me a few minutes ago that something good could come out from my hopelessly seemed situation with Andrew, I would have punched that idiot in the gut for being a collateral asshole; but here I was, walking hand in hand with him while he teased the hell out of me!
I'm not talking about the dragon that was currently in-between my legs clawing desperately at my jeans to be let loose while I was secretly pleading with it to disappear quickly this time around; No.
I'm talking about the fact that Andrew, yeah, the same guy who almost had an aneurysm a few hours ago when he realized who I truly was, the same guy who backed away from me out of fear and landed in the embrace of another guy which literally made me go insane. Andrew, the same person I thought would never be with me. That same boy was now holding me so close in front of his and my friends, without fear of them learning of our weird relationship.