Chapter 124: Chapter 124

" Really ? You don't know to r..ride a scooter.", Michael laughs looking at me whilst wearing the helmet.

" I just haven't rode a scooter or motorcycle yet.", I say whilst patting on the leather seat of his Mom's scooter. She is now standing at the front doors along with his Dad, looking at us with a wide smile on her lips.

" I thought I can r..ride sitting behind you. Now I've to give you a ride.", He laughs and climbs on the scooter, expertly pulling it out to the yard. " Okay, C'mon..climb on.", he squeals giving me a helmet. I take it and wear it before hoisting my legs over the scooter and mounting on the seat behind him. I don't know whether it was funny to watch me climbing on the scooter's back for the first time in my life, anyway both Michael's Dad and Mom laughs.

Soon a growl escapes from the scooter's engine as Michael reach the handle bar and turn in slightly.

" Mickey..ride slowly, okay ?", his Mom calls out as he revs up the engine.

" Okay Mom.." , he says and twist the handle bar, lifting his legs up, leaving the front yard of the house in a second. I hold on to his back tightly and he giggles, riding the scooter through the snow covered road.

The streets are almost empty. It's evening 4 PM and chilly cold wind is blowing. Also it's snowing slightly. Anyway We both are wearing jackets to protect us from the cold.

" How is our place, Ethan ?", he squeals as the country side pass by. On both sides of the road are slightly snow covered fields and trees and houses. I'm sure this place would look really beautiful in summer.

" It's beautiful.", I whisper. " Where is your previous school ? You said it's only few blocks away from home.", I ask.

" Oh..it's in the other direction.", he says. " You wanted to s..see my school ?", he asks slowing the scooter.

" No..it's okay. Go straight. Between where are we going ?", I ask.

" Nowhere..we are j..just riding. Or we'd better ride towards the town and g..go to some cafe. Also I can show you my school.", he squeals and suddenly turns the scooter, riding back. I can't help but laugh at him.

It's so fast that things changes. At this time yesterday, I was crying into my pillow at my home, feeling totally miserable. Now I'm laughing along with Michael. He and his Dad and Mom has been crying this morning. But now they are smiling so happily, looking at us. Things are changing so fast. I don't know what the next moment has in hold for us.

Don't know what will happen after Mom knows everything. Will she be able to handle the shock ? She firmly believes I'm her son. But Michael also firmly believed he is his Dad and Mom's Son. But he was able to handle it when he knew his belief was wrong. So my Mom also will handle it. She is a strong woman. I'm soon going to let her know. I've to.

Michael has whole heartedly given me his parents. So I need to give him my Mom too.

I didn't think I could get close with them and I can call them Dad and Mom. But I actually did. Today whole day, I've been sitting with them, talking. They had lot to say and lot to ask me. Still they have lot to talk to me and I don't think they will let me go back to my home anytime soon. But I need to go at least day after tomorrow. I haven't yet given Mom a good explanation about why I left home at midnight without telling her.

To admit honestly, I don't feel like returning back soon. I really liked my biological parents and I want to spent some time with them. They went through a heavy shock today, although a happy one. They thought both of their sons are dead but today they realized their youngest son is still alive. They are so damn happy that they got me back and I'm dating Michael. I think they want us to be together forever.

And tomorrow my biological sister will be coming to see me. She has only been told that Michael's boyfriend is home. So tomorrow is a day of shock for her. I can't wait to see how she reacts, although I'm not a fan of drama.

" Ethan..look ! That's my s..school.", Michael squeals turning his face to the left and I tilt my face to see a building, far away.

The school is so small compared to our Westview. Not even one tenth the size of it. And it's closed. Seems like, it's also on vacation.

Do you wanna go inside ?", Michael asks as we reach near the front gate of the school.

" Can we ? But it's closed.", I say.

" Let's jump the gates like we j..jump the hostel wall. ", he giggles stopping the scooter to a side.

" Okay.", I laugh climbing off the scooter.

Soon we both climb on the gate and jump to the ground below.

" C'mon..I'll show you the f..football ground.", Michael squeals grabbing my hands and running, dragging me along with him.

" Ethan, This is the j..junior's block.", he points as we passes a building. "And that's senior's block.", he points to the left. " I really thought I'd be graduating from h..here. But fate had other plans for me."

It's really funny thinking about that. I'm sure fate threw Michael to Westview, just to make him meet me and unravel the mystery relating us after we both fall in love. I think we are bonded from the time of our birth. But we had to wait 18 years to see each other again.

Yes ! I believe in that. Or why would, me who thought I was straight suddenly fall head over heels for a certain blue eyed boy ? It's magical and therefore I think we are destined for each other.

" Ethan ! L..look ! Our ground ! ", Michael shouts smiling widely. I look forward and see the much smaller ground compared to ours.

" You know it's in this ground your b..brother used to play football with his t..teammates. He has won numerous matches here.", he says. I feel a tingle in my stomach on hearing that. He has told me Alex studied here and he was the football captain during his senior year. He says Alex was just like me or better I'm the photo copy of him.

We walk hand in hand through that ground where once my brother had achieved numerous victories. Michael's face looks nostalgic as he looks around studying each and every corner of the ground.

He drags us towards a tree and we sit on the snow covered grass underneath it, letting it wet our pants. " I used to sit here d..during lunch break and simply look at this ground.", he says with a sad smile. " I wonder how Alex would have r..reacted on seeing you, if.....if he was here."

" Maybe he is seeing everything from h..heaven.", he adds after a moment. " Maybe he is the one who a..actually made us meet."

" Maybe.", I say.

We sit there silently for sometime watching the ground. Then Michael takes me to the basketball court. After that we simply roam around the school, hand in hand with Michael telling me about his memories in this school, both happy and painful. He has got bullied and made fun of a lot here. But still he has got a few happy things to say about this place, many of them related to Alex.

He tells me how the lady at the store used to give him a toffee when he used to buy a notebook or something else. He tells me about that guy called Justin, who used to lightly bully him but also used to give him snacks and small treats for drawing him portraits in arts class. I think I need to beware of this Justin guy. It seems like he had a crush on my baby. But Michael is mine now and nobody can steal him away from me.

" Let's go then..", he finally says hugging himself because of the cold. I nod to him, throwing my arms around him and we walk back to the front of the school. We jump the gate again and mount on the scooter, whilst laughing.

" Michael, I want to learn to ride.", I tell him as he drives in direction of some cafe, nearby.

" Do you know to ride a bike ?", he asks.

" Yeah..", I nod, placing my chin on his shoulder.

" Then you can easily ride this. ", he says.

" Yeah..it seems easy. Can I drive us back home ?", I ask.

" No ! ", he says sternly. " You aren't d..driving on road, first of all. I will let you ride on a g..ground nearby, tomorrow." I knew he wouldn't let me, especially considering how slow he is driving now. He has considerably decreased the speed as more vehicles started to appear along side us. Currently he is going at less than 45 kmph.

" Okay baby. Teach me tomorrow. ", I hum and tilt my face, planting a small kiss on his cheeks. His mouth forms an 'O' for a moment and a pink blush soon creeps on his cheeks.

I smile and look up at the blue sky above us, swirling with white clouds. Somehow the chilly wind, the white clouds and moreover the warmth of Michael's body, makes me feel overwhelmed with joy, forgetting all my worries.