#hunterhayes

We get so close but we never touch

Gotta wear this mask for just long enough

To get away from all the eyes that stare us down

Like two criminals with the dream to steal,

Not a trace to be found of the way we feel.

With our hearts on line, we give in and we get away

Racetrack Higgins, your best friend...and secret boyfriend. Why you kept it secret, who really knows. Both your parents knew, but the rest of the world didn’t know, not even your best friends.

You found it better to keep you and Race a secret. It came with its troubles, such as the multitude of girls that threw themselves at him, but you knew Race. He was one great boyfriend to you...even if other people didn’t know that.

Secret love, all the things we do,

For secret love, baby me and you,

Got a secret love,

Stayin undercover and out of sight

If nobody knows, then we’re doing it right.

Secret love.

Got a secret love.

It was the your favorite part of the day, sneaking around at school to meet Race to sneak in some kissing and PDA, though there was no one around to make it “PDA”. You even had a specific place to meet that nobody even knew was in the school. You had to make sure nobody was around-that was the whole point of the secret relationship.

The two of you usually kept it mutual in public, be friendly, acknowledging the others presence, but acting as if there was no interest in the other. You were in the same group of friends, and you hung out a lot with others, which meant sneaking away from the group to be together. It usually meant meeting up in a car until the rest left, or a closet sometimes. Anywhere really to get some affection from your Race. Somehow, nobody had caught on to the two of you.

When you’re living a life that you gotta deny,

When you feel how we feel, but you gotta keep lying,

It’s only gonna mess you up inside.

When you walk by each other in a crowded room,

And nobody sees how I’m looking at you,

But we’ll meet in a minute at the rendezvous.

Only you know what I mean.

You were walking in the hall, Race very close to passing you. Your group of friends all walked with him and they all waved at you.

“Come on Race, you’re seriously not dating (Y/N)? You have no interest in that girl? You guys are so close and you’d be pretty great together.” Romeo said.

“Nah, we’re just friends, Romeo. Can’t see the girl like that.”

When you hung out with him and your friends, you usually received comments like this, but the both of you denied it, acting as if you saw the other as “just a friend”, but nobody seemed to see the looks and smirks you exchanged when you responded.

As Race continued to pass you, he turned around and looked you up and down, biting his lip, than looking at you. None of his friends noticed the quick wink, a signal to meet at your “rendezvous”.

We’re in love but nobody knows.

We’re in love but nobody knows.

We’re in love but nobody knows it yet.

Are we in love if nobody knows?

Are we in love if nobody knows?

Are we in love if nobody knows it yet?

I guess it’s a secret.

You were cuddling with Race, your hands intertwining and untwining while he peppered you with kisses.

“I...love...you…(Y/N).” He said each word in between pecking your lips.

“I love you too Racetrack.” You planted a passionate kiss on his lips and he wrapped his arms around you, your hands in his hair.

You continued to kiss as the door creaked open.

“Hey Race, we’re all here….” Albert’s voice drowned out as you and Race parted and saw your group of friends jaws drop.