A/N: a story of mine is ending soon, so I thought about starting this fic that has been on my mind for a very long time...
it's inspired by 5 Seconds Of Summer's song, Heartbreak Girl. But since it's a gay fic, I changed the title, okay? got it? hope so.
thank you Steph for assuring me that it may be a good story. :) I love you.
please give me reviews. you like it? if so I'll soon continue ...
p.s. read my other fics :)
Dedicated to Steph :)
Chapter 1
Carlos cried while telling me what happened with Jett. "I saw him with a girl. The bitch was all over him and he let her. I think he knew I was there."
"Of course he did." I was so annoyed by the way Carlos saw this situation. Here comes the part where you think he wanted to make you jealous. "But ... "
He cut me off. "He wanted me to be jealous." There. The same every single night. I was tired of hearing this. Why on earth did he want this asshole to get back together with him?
"Carlos, please. Stop this. He ain't worth it. It's not at all what you think it is. He never loved you. I know it hurts to admit it but he is a big ass player and doesn't deserve you crying over him." I pleaded. Please Carlos.
"Kendall, you don't understand this. You've never been in love." Neither were you if you think you loved that douche.
"Okay. I know nothing. But I know that he treated you so bad." I've been here all along, next to you and you don't acknowledge me. "You deserve better. Someone who will take you out on dates and not hide you in his room. Who won't threaten you to leave you if you won't have sex with him. Someone who will cherish you every minute of every day. Not this butt face. Please, Carlos. Get out of this and move on. I beg you."
"I can't." Carlos whispered.
"He's over you. Be over him."
I heard some noise of moving. I assumed Carlos sat up. "I can pretend I'm over him and when he gets jealous he will want me back!" He sounded enthusiastic about it. Fuck. It turned out the wrong way.
"I didn't say that!" I argued, trying to bring some common sense into that hard head of his. "He'll not want you back for what you want! Carlos please open your eyes and see his true intentions! He wants to take you to bed and then he'll throw you away!" I knew Jett all my life. He'd not done else but used anyone, everyone - girls, boys, seriously everyone that fell for his word he took advantage of. I was already fearing my sister would step onto the wrong way with him too. I'd seen her being around the jerk too much.
Once I'd beaten him up, trying to explain him to keep himself away from Katie but he wouldn't listen. I'll need to get him again. He won't hurt my friend and my sister. None of them. After I'd seen her chatting with him at school today I felt even angrier now, knowing that Carlos was about to do something stupid.
"No, no. Kendall, you don't know him." Carlos went on telling me how amazing Jett was. Of course when he'd wanted to get Carlos he'd told him nice things, brought him chocolate which was Carlos' secret passion. And they had studied together. The dickhead not once had made Carlos cheat on tests so he would somehow pass them. Carlos was smart, Jett was stupid as a chicken, and then I'm offending the chickens. But when Carlos had helped his ass out, Jett would again come up with nice words and secret dates at his place, telling Carlos that this way it was more exciting. In fact he was ashamed of showing his interest for guys in public so he had kept Carlos (and all of the other poor victims too) inside, hidden. And all he'd always wanted been just to use him.
I can't let this happen. "All right. Do as you want." He's crying, I'm lying. Actually I wanted to go over to Carlos and shake him to wake him up from this fucked up dream he was living in. But I couldn't help it, I had to accept that Carlos had to learn his lessons. You'll be broken. But by this time I was broken too. He broke my heart every time when he smiled at me. He broke my heart every time he called me to cry after him. He broke me a little every day. I was slowly crashing.
Carlos didn't see just how much I loved him.
I didn't understand why he'd wanted to be with Jett so badly. There were so many better people out there who liked him, who deserved his trust. But he wanted Jett.
Carlos was smart, cute, funny. Everything that anyone would wish for. Girls and boys were all over him all the time, but he would wave them off. Even one of our best friends, Logan had grown a crush for him, but when he had told him about his feelings, Carlos turned him down saying that even after two months of breaking up he was only interested in Jett.
Many pretty girls from school had been trying to make a move on him, but Carlos wouldn't let them through his walls.
And then there was me.
Perhaps Carlos was so caught up with him, because Jett was the first person telling him sweet nothings - even if his words didn't mean anything, it was just empty talk to get to use another person. Jett was the first to kiss him - in hope of getting into his untouchable pants.
Carlos was too naive for his own good and thought they were meant to be, love at first sight. How could he be so blind?
Even if Carlos did move on from Jett, I would be the last person he'd want.
"I'll ask Logan to help me." No! Don't get him involved!
"You shouldn't do that." I tried to be careful.
The way Carlos' plan was turning directions I didn't like. "He'll be happy to help me." True, Logan, just like me, would do anything a friend asked.
But did Carlos not see what he was about to do? "You're going to break his heart too!" I didn't want it to come out that way, I shocked myself even. But I couldn't help it. Why are you so stubborn?
"I'm not breaking anyone's heart!" He shouted back at me. OH my ass, you know you do! Otherwise he wouldn't be shouting at me. "I just ask him to help me out."
I can't let this go down. "If you ask him to help you out, everything will get worse. Please Carlos leave him out of this for the sake of our friendship! He doesn't deserve this. Jett isn't worth it. Stop with your stupid plans!"
"Kendall, let me do my things the way I want to." Carlos pleaded. Damn you Carlos for you sweet voice. He sure knew how to convince me. But Logan, no Logan I couldn't let him get hurt.
"I'll do it for you."
"What?!" Carlos was shocked. Surely he was wondering if I was telling him what he thought I was.
I took a deep breath. Is this really the good thing to do? I'm already heartbroken. Do I need to make it worse? Yes. Logan is worth it. "I'll be for your help to make the asshole jealous."
Carlos didn't want to rip my head off anymore when I called Jett names. He was silent for a long while. "Carlos, are you there? You heard what I said? I'll do it instead of Logan."
"No." Came the reply. Are you fucking rejecting me?!
Counting to ten to stop myself from screaming at him for being so stupid again, I inhaled deeply. "Why?"
"Easy. It would be hard for you to pretend like you are into me since you are not." Are you really this silly, Los? "Logan seriously likes me, and he won't have a problem with my plan. Unlike you who's been arguing with me for a half hour."
I couldn't stop this now. "If you're sure." I sounded disappointed. I didn't want to be. But for a moment I was excited to be more than friends with Carlos, even if only for a short time, even if for him it would be fake. But I knew that this way I was better off.
"I won't hurt him." Carlos promised, assuring me that he didn't notice the real reason of my disappointment. He mistook it with my worry for Logan. I heard some moving again. He was putting on his pants. "I'm heading over to him right now to discuss the details."
Shit. He is serious about it. "See you tomorrow, friend." He hung up.
I threw my phone across the room, it hit my door, and I buried my face deep into the pillow. Friendzoned, heartbroken.
And it was just the beginning. I knew that soon Carlos was going to be coming back to me, crying over him, and I'll have to take it.
I wasn't sure just how much more I was able to swallow yet.