Author's note: Time for the next chapter. Seems like Lucas is in a little bit of denial. I don't know how long I'm going to make this story, but this isn't going to be the last one. Any ways, now on to the story.

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There wasn't much of a line to enter the haunted house. Most people seemed to want to be outside on a day like today. I felt nervous, things can scare me easily. If something jumped at me especially sudden I'd probably scream, which would be embarrassing in front of Barry. He seemed to have forgotten the upset he felt when we found out the roller coaster was closed. I was glad he did, I don't like seeing him sad. He eagerly opened the front door of the building. I grabbed one of the doors to prevent it from shutting on me, and I followed him in.

The entrance hall was a disappointment. It looked old, but in the fake way. The chandelier was obviously plastic and fake Zubat flying on strings circled above our heads. Barry frowned at the cheesy effect of the place. I led the way through the next door.

Suddenly the cheapness was gone. It was dark, and I could barely see my hand in front of my face. Barry hands accidently groped me as he felt around. It earned a jump and slight yelp from me.

"Sorry," he whispered to me.

"It's ok."

Suddenly a glowing shape jumped out of nowhere. I held in a scream. Barry didn't manage to hold it in. He clung on to me and screamed. I blushed when I felt his arms go around my shoulders, and glad it was dark. The shape vanished. Barry clung onto to me still.

"Um… Barry…"

He let go. Even in the dark I swore I could see him blush.

"Sorry… again," he said, laughing slightly.

"It's OK. Better than when you groped me."

He punched me jokingly on the shoulder. We moved on through the darkness, occasionally brushing up against each other. Several times the glowing guy made his appearance. He got less scary each time. Eventually me and Barry laughed at him and he walked off in what seemed like a huff. There was no more surprises. We left through the back door.

"That was disappointing," Barry commented when we exited.

"Really? So you didn't just nearly wet your pants when that guy jumped out at you?" I asked sarcastically.

"Shut it."

He cracked a smile and I laughed. We wandered through the park, looking for an interesting ride. We stopped for a bit and pulled out our lunches. I pulled out my sandwich and took a bite. It was ham, my favorite. Barry pulled out the candy bar I had packed for him and he chomped away. He finished it and tossed the wrapper into the garbage. A smudge of chocolate was at the corner of his mouth. I pulled out a napkin, licked it, and wiped the corner of his mouth. Then it hit me how weird that was. He just stared, but laughed.

"I can get it myself you know."

I felt my cheeks grow warm.

"Sorry."

Barry went back to eating. I couldn't believe what I just did.

Don't only boyfriends and girlfriends do that? I thought. Why… why did I just do it then?

I ended up not eating the rest of my lunch and giving it to Barry. He seemed to have brushed the incident off. I kept coming back to it, and how natural it seemed to me to have done that. I just didn't like the idea of his cute face being dirty… gah… cute? What was wrong with me?

Barry seemed to notice my brooding, but didn't say anything about it. He grabbed the wrappers and tossed them in to a nearby trash can.

"Let's go check out another ride," he said cheerfully.

Our wandering took us to a Ferris wheel. It was brightly colored and light up bright, even in the day time. Me and Barry got a seat together and the wheel went up. It paused every few minutes to allow the occupants on the top seat a view of the park. The view up top was amazing. Barry gazed over everything in amazement.

He looks so cute like that, I thought to myself.

I just realized how natural it seemed to call Barry cute. I found myself staring at him. He glanced at me and saw me looking at him.

"Some food in my teeth or something?" He asked.

My cheeks grew warm again and I looked away.

"It's nothing."

"Why ya blushing?"

"Like I said, it's nothing."

Barry went quiet. I continued looking away, but glanced at the blond out of the corner of my eye. He was looking at me weirdly. Seemed like he had something he wanted to say. The Ferris wheel started moving down again.

The chair holding us lowered down to the ground. Me and him got down off the chair and walked off. Neither me nor Barry spoke, making it feel awkward. I wanted to say something, anything. Maybe even if it was telling him what I realized I felt for him. He would glance at me occasionally. Looking back, I realized he had been doing this all day.

"What's been bugging you Lucas?" Barry asked suddenly.

The question shocked me. I tried sputtering out that it was nothing.

"I know you, Luke. It's not nothin'."

I sighed.

"I've just been feeling weird recently."

"Weird how?"

"Someone's just on my mind."

"Oh… do you like someone?" He asked, suddenly perking up.

I just nodded.

"So who's the lucky girl?" Barry asked with a grin on his face.

I just blushed and didn't say anything. He kept pressuring me, trying to get me to speak. I slowly got angry at him, a rare thing.

"Who is it? Who is it?"

"It's not a girl OK? It's you!" I blurted out in anger.

I instantly turned away. My cheeks weren't just warm; they burned. I was sure I was beet-red. Barry didn't say anything for the longest time. I glimpsed at him out of the corner of my eye. The blonde was blushing to.

"Do you really mean it?" Barry asked me nervously.

"Yeah…"

"Well, guess I should be honored then. Not often a guy realizes he's gay because of you."

This took me by surprise. He was honored by it? I was expecting him to be disgusted by me, or OK with it but our friendship being a little weird. Anything but pride.

"You're not upset?"

"Hell no! Why would I be upset by that? You're still my friend. Nothing's gonna change that."

I grinned; glad he was OK with it.

"What… what if I was to say I liked you too?" Barry added nervously.

I just stared at him in shock. Barry grinned and laughed at me nervously. Slowly I overcame my shock and broke out into a smile. He hugged me suddenly, nearly knocking me over. I hugged him back enthusiastically. He laid his head on my shoulder.

"Does this mean we're going out?" I asked.

"Well duh."