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This is the back story of a screenplay I am currently writing and I thought this would be a good way to get some feedback. I have never written a story for nifty before so feedback would be great. I am also looking for a new editor if anyone is interested.

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Josh x

A Change of Hearts

Chapter 2

Adam

Concentrating in music class is becoming increasingly difficult for me to deal with. I literally cannot stop looking at this gorgeous man in front of me. Even though I have just started this course I find myself absentmindedly wishing this course was already over! As much as I want Sean I don't think there is any way that he would jeopardise his job.. Is there? I quickly scold myself for even thinking that for a minute. I have to find a way to concentrate around him, because at the moment everything seems to be happening in a blur.

"Adam can I borrow your notes?"

I am interrupted from my hazy thoughts by my best friend Christine. We have been friends since I was about 6. We've been through everything together and we both share a passion for the arts. Christine is about 5'6" with long flowing blonde hair. She's attractive and has big sincere green eyes. All the guys are tripping over themselves to get a date with her! I hand over my notes to her not for one second taking my eyes off of Sean. I see out of the corner of my eye she gives me this look of suspicion.

Shit! I need to be more careful. I haven't told her about my crush on the teacher. It just seems silly to gush about it. And she will never let it go. I just know that if I spill the beans I will have her asking questions all the time and finding interesting ways to embarrass me in front of him. That's what friends are for apparently.

We begin warming up and I'm nervous all of a sudden. Since the audition I haven't sung in front of him. It's all been theory work. He's going round the class making sure everyone is breathing right and he hesitates when he reaches me. I look up into his eyes and they light up, dancing the most beautiful blue colour. My breath hitches and just the sight of those eyes resonates deep inside of me.

He smiles at me as he says, "Adam if you breathe deeper the sound will have more power behind it". His voice is thick, soft and velvety as he speaks to me.

He places his hand on my stomach and I can almost taste the crackling energy between us. I inhale deeply savouring the smell of his aftershave and exhale slowly. I watch as his pupils dilate slightly and his smile widens. His smile is so perfect, he has my pulse rushing and I have to concentrate hard on not hyperventilating. He pulls his hand from me slowly and moves on to the next pupil.

What the hell just happened? I could have sworn he was flirting with me or maybe he was testing me? To see if I am interested in him? I must be totally out of my mind! There is no way that man, that ultimate Adonis would want me! EVER! I push the thought to the back of my head and carry on with the warm up.

Sean

I touched him! I touched him and it was every bit as amazing as I've imagined it would be. I had been running through this morning's activities racking my brains for some way for me to get close to Adam and then it just popped into my head. None of the students were particularly breathing badly but I had to make it looked like I wasn't singling him out for any reason.

When I put my hands onto his stomach there was a spark worthy of knocking the breath out of me. I had to concentrate hard not gasp as I stared into his deep chocolate eyes frantically searching for some indication he feels the same way I do. I feel my pulse quicken as he breathes in and all I can hear is my blood thumping in my ears. As he breathes out I inhale the sweet scent of him making me dizzy as a revel in his aroma, paralysed to the spot as he looks at me with confused eyes.

I withdraw my hand and carry on to the next pupil giddy after my brief encounter with his body and try to analyse what I saw in his eyes. There was a definite look of surprise in his eyes but a look of desire and lust or so I thought. I try to brush this thought a side not wanting to get my hopes up and wonder how much of a fight he will put up before I can lay claim to him.

A voice inside of me admonishes me for my behaviour not so quietly reminding me that I am his teacher and embarking on any kind of relationship with him would be a gross misconduct on my part. But that voice is quickly silenced by my want or more accurately put my NEED for this man.

I can never remember feeling this way about anyone else before. It feels like a constant burning deep within me that can only be soothed by his presence, only to become scorching again when he isn't near me. There's a constant yearning to touch him, feel him, smell him that is becoming harder and more excruciatingly painful to ignore.

As class ends I quickly make my way to my car stopping to take one more breath stopping look at him before I speed off to my new favourite spot. Just ten minutes from the college there is a drive that backs onto the field. On the other side of the field there is an old oak tree that I sit under to think. I spread out the blanket I have brought and lie down gazing at the sky.

I know I have to find a way to control my feelings for Adam. But as I think about him more and more I realise there isn't way to control me feelings for him. I am someone who likes to be in control of every situation at any given time, someone who is completely independent and I live my life by my own rules.

It's unsettling for me to realise that I am quickly becoming addicted to Adam, like my own personal brand of crack. I burn for him all day long and even though I long to have my self-control back I realise I would miss this feeling if it was ever go away, crave it even. I know inside myself that it would break me to let Adam go in anyway, to see him with someone else's hands on him.

My mind drifts back to today's lesson and before I can control the urge my dick is straining against the fabric in my trousers. Slowly rubbing myself through the fabric of my trousers I allow myself to imagine its him rubbing me, teasing me, lusting after me. Quickly I feel a wet spot soaking through my trousers where my dick is leaking precum like a faucet. I moan and breathe harshly as I continue to rub myself focusing on the electricity I felt today. I can no longer take the teasing and wrench my dick out into my hand pumping furiously. His eyes flash into my mind and my back arches as I cum heavily screaming his name. I lie there basking in the afterglow praying that one day his hands will roam over me for real.

Quickly I clean myself up and start to make my way back to the car, hoping that no one saw my brief lack of control. This whole situation is driving me crazy! Why does he have to be one of my students? Why not just some guy I met somewhere? Regardless of how or why this situation came to pass I need to possess this man. I need to lay claim to him as mine in every way possible. My subconscious tells me not to risk my job and reputation, but right now I couldn't care less about either.

Adam

The rest of the day passes by in a kind of a blur. I'm still lost in my encounter with Sean. Class finishes and after a brief goodbye to Christine I make my way home wondering what things would have been like if me and Sean had met in a different circumstance. I don't even know if I would have the confidence to actually walk up to him and speak with him he's so perfect! I squash my feelings of inadequacy as I pull up outside my house. Dad's home GREAT!!

I walk into the house and try and make a hasty retreat to my bedroom before he has a chance to see me, I am so not in the mood to argue with him today. I get about halfway to the stairs before he spots me and calls me into the living room.

"How was college today son?" He asks begrudgingly.

"All good thanks Dad"

"Listen I was thinking maybe me, you and your brother could go fishing this weekend. It's supposed to be a nice one" He says hopefully.

Shit! I know at some point I'm going to have to say yes to one of these invitations. It's not that I don't like spending time with my father, it's just sooner or later it comes back to phrases like "Could you try not being gay?" or "Just because you're gay it doesn't mean you have to act like a girl" or my favourite one "Every man should be into sport at least a little or they are just not right!". I would rather stick needles in my eyes then have to endure that all over again eugh! I personally don't think I act particularly feminine, I have no desire to be a woman whatsoever so I really don't see the point in behaving like one. I still watch action movies; don't get me wrong I love a romance as much as the next person but they don't consume my life. And I don't wear make or anything because I think that's just weird. So I don't understand his constant campaign to make me behave more manly.

"I have a lot of work to do this weekend for college so I won't be able to make it. Sorry Dad" I mumble hoping this will get me off the hook.

"Adam you have to be into some sort of sport. There must be part of you that is still a man" He snaps.

"I am a man. I just prefer to sleep with other men" I snap back quickly losing my patience.

Suddenly he's on his feet screaming at me. The shift in his mood is so sudden I barely have time to register what he's saying.

"You will not speak to me like that! And you will not speak of that stuff under my roof. Do I make myself clear" He roars.

"Respect is earned not given and as of yet you have done nothing to deserve my respect. Now if you'll excuse me" I spit back.

As I urn to leave the room he grabs hold of my arm.

"Take your hand off me" I warn dangerously.

He looks at me with disgust before roughly letting me go. I storm out of the room absolutely seething with anger. Who the fuck does he think he is? Why can't he just accept the fact that I am gay and just move on with it instead of dwelling on the fact. I dump my bag down and grab my car keys deciding on going for a drive before storming out of the house. I speed out of the driveway, not bothering to put the roof down and begin driving along hoping the wind in my hair will calm me down before I have to face him again.

I begin driving down the road a little faster then I should be listening to some music. I hear my mobile ring and glance down to see it's my father. Not wanting to face him just yet I carry on driving and ignore the call. My phone buzzes again and again and after a while I relent to answering it.

"What!?!" I snap towards the phone.

"You better get back here now your grounded!" My father roars down the phone.

"What for may I ask you?"

"Because I said so home now"

I reach for the phone to switch it off and that's all it takes. Suddenly everything slows down and although there's nothing I can do I see every detail. The car heading straight for me frantically thumps his horn. I try to swerve to the left but it's too late. The oncoming car hits me with full force sending the car spinning. I scream with gut clenching fear as the car keeps spinning. Finally the car comes to a stop and I can hear my father calling my name, but I'm too shocked to reply. I give myself a quick onceover to make sure I am ok and as I reach for the door handle I see a black van coming straight for me. I scream as everything goes black.

Sean

The rest of my day was boring an uneventful. I decided I needed some groceries so I took the long route home so I could stop off at the supermarket. As I am driving down the main street I spot Adam on the other side of the road driving also and before I have time to register what I am doing I spin the car around. Unfortunately I lose him at the next traffic light and scold myself for my stupid behaviour. My subconscious yells at me are you a stalker now too.

Deciding on following the road round I carry on driving when I come across a wreck with at least four or five cars involved. I look to the left and the most gut wrenching nauseous sight meets me. Adam's car has been in the wreck. The car looks like a total write off and I'm struggling to see him anywhere. Panic rips through me as I pull over my car and jump out rushing to see if he's ok.

Just as I make it near enough to him someone comes and pushes me away from the car. I look up to begin shouting at them when I realise the black van speeding towards Adam. I hear him scream and my body tenses as I scream no. Before I can blink or tear myself away from the scene the van smashes into the car sending it rolling down a hill.

Tears stream down my face as I run towards the shattered and broken remains of his car.

AUTHORS NOTE

So this is the second chapter of the story! I tried to make this one a lot longer than the previous chapter, and wanted to move the story along. What do you think about Adam's relationship with his father? And how do you think he will react to the accident? Do you think Adam will come out of this unscathed? And how do you think Sean will maintain a professional relationship with his student?

More to come Sooon!!

Please do send me feedback to achangeofheartsseries@hotmail.com and also send me pictures of what you think the characters would look like. I will try to get a chapter out each week!

Thanks

Josh J x