~*POV Vic*~

I yawned heavily, and opened my eyes. My neck was stiff from sleeping in the chair. I stood up and scanned my surroundings, I saw that I was first one awake. I saw Tony leaned over, using Mike's lap as a pillow. I smiled, they looked so peaceful and happy together. I'm of course happy to have my little brother back, but I know I'm not the only one.

I looked over at Jaime, who was sleeping soundly, curled up in a ball. I smiled at the sight, he's just so adorable sometimes... Ok most of the time... I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Jaime," I whispered, rubbing my hand down his back, "Wake up."

He groaned and sat up, "What do you want Vic?" he said, he sounded really annoyed.

"I was hoping we could spend some time together before the others wake up," I said, smiling at him.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Seriously? You woke me up for that?"

I raised my eyebrow, "Ok, what's wrong?"

"I just wanted to sleep," he spat, "Sleep comes before hanging out with my 'best friend' that's all..."

What the fuck? Did he seriously just call me his best friend? I felt my heart start beating faster, tears stung in the back of my eyes.

"Is this your way of breaking up with me?" I asked, my voice cracking. This can not be happening, everything had just been so perfect.

"I don't Vic," he spat, "You tell me! You brought it up first!"

Again, what the fuck? I felt myself getting sick, I can't lose him. I just can't!

"What does that even mean Jaime?" I ask, blinking quickly to keep the tears back.

"Don't act like you don't know," he yelled, hurt oozing from his voice, "If you think of us as best friends you should've told me! Or never even started this goddamn relationship!"

I felt the air around me thicken. Why does he think I only like him as a friend? I'm in love with him for fuck's sake! Maybe I should've told him before now... But, I'm so scared that he doesn't feel the same, that would just complicate things... But, it seems like not telling him made it worse...

"Guys?" Tony asked, lifting his head off of Mike and stretching, "What's going on?"

"Nothing Tone," Jaime said, angrily, "I'm out of here, tell Mike I'll come see him again soon. You know what? I'll make it easy on you Vic, we're done."

I felt my whole world crumble as Jaime walked out. I collapsed into the chair that he was previously sleeping in. I tried my best not to cry, but I couldn't help it, he was gone...

"Vic," Tony said, rushing over to me, "What's going on?"

"I wish I knew," I whispered, "I don't what happened, we were fine until now... But he seems to be convinced I only think of him as a best friend... Which makes no fucking sense whatsoever..."

"I'm going to go talk to him," Tony said, standing up, "I'll figure out what's going on."

"Thanks Tone," I mumbled as he walked out the door.

~*POV Tony*~

I searched the halls of the hospital, searching for Jaime. I didn't have to search for long though, I found him sitting on a couch in the waiting room, curled up in the fetal position. I went straight to him and sat down. He instantly collapsed into me, crying on my shoulder.

"Tony!" he wailed, "I messed up man!"

"Shhhh," I said, rubbing his back, "It's ok Hime, just if you regret it get back in there and beg for his forgiveness, you'll be fine."

"That's not what I messed up, and he was going to do it anyways," he cried, "I wasn't good enough for him! He was embarrassed of us!"

"Why the hell would you think that?" I ask, pushing him out of my lap and onto the other side of the couch.

"He introduced me to his parent's as his 'best friend' not his 'boyfriend.' He doesn't want them to know he was with me!" Jaime said, crying harder.

"Come on Jaime," I coaxed, "You don't really think that, do you? He probably didn't want to make a scene! You were in a hospital waiting room for fuck's sake and he was probably more worried about Mike than anything else..."

"Yeah but, he could've just said, 'and this is Jaime,' but instead he said, 'and this is Jaime... My best friend.'"

I sighed, he's impossible, "You know what? I'm not going to talk about this anymore, you're being stubborn and childish. If you want your goddamn relationship back, get your ass back in that room and talk to him. He had know idea what your problem was when you left, and frankly, he looked heartbroken. Go fix it!" I snapped, I don't where that came from, but it needed to be said.

Jaime looked at me long and hard before wiping his tears and whispering, "Thanks Turtle, I needed that."

I am such a good friend.

Notes

Title Cred: Jaime Preciado (God can he sing holy poop)

I have a question for you guys! How would you feel about me starting a new fanfiction, like an O.C./band member? It would obviously be a side project until I'm done with this story... But I've been reading a lot of them lately and I kind of want to try writing one... Let me know if any of you would be willing to read it in the comment section!

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