Taylor thought he had everything together. He just got into the college of his choice and all he had to do was coast through the rest of the year, enjoy his friends, and wait for freedom. He'd never intended to try to get to know the new guy. He figured he'd leave mister fancy-pants pretty boy to the girls. Alex was completely lonely. His family moved so often that he’d never had a chance to really fit in anywhere. He was often the object of envy, the subject of stares. But he dreamed of having a real friend. Somebody who actually knew him, not just what he looked like and how much money his parents had. They met by accident, when Taylor stumbled into Alex’s room during a party. It only took them one night to decide they were meant to be best friends, and not much longer after that to realize that they were in love. Taylor was afraid of what would happen when he finally admitted to the world that he was in love with Alex. Alex was afraid that his family would pack up and move again before he had the chance to convince Taylor that their love was worth the potential consequences. The only thing they're both sure of, is they've never met anyone who makes them feel even close to the way they feel about each other.