Chap. 2 Reunited

Once Carlos reaches the door, he pales. Realizing, What if James doesn't remember me? What if he's mad that I didn't do this before? What if he found another best friend?

Carlos shakes his head, thinking, No, I will not believe that. James is my best friend. Carlos knocks on the door, still unsure. Carlos freezes as he hears a part British part Irish accent call, "It's open!" Carlos decided on assuming it was his mom's friend or maybe a butler or cleaning maid. Carlos pushed the door in a little bit, only to hear James grumbling,

"I swear, if it's those Girl Scouts again, I'm going to kill someone because you know how much those girls annoy the fuck outta me..."

He heard the accented voice again. "Yes, yes, love. I know. But you're really hot when you're mad." That killed him. Carlos did a faace-palm. It never occured to him that James might have a boyfriend. Sure, Carlos knew he was gay, but Carlos thought James had moved to California just to see him. James came to the door. Next thing you know James had Carlos caught up in a huge hug.

"Carlos!" James exclaimed, holding him by the shoulders and pulling back to take a good look at his old best friend. "It's about time you came to see me!" Carlos was relieved. At least James actually remembered him.

"Sorry, you see, my cousin's cousin Zayn came back from England around the time you moved here, so I started hanging out with him more. And, well, now we're dating." Carlos replied sheepishly, as if James would get mad since he found a boyfriend. But then again, James found one too.

James nodded. "Oh cool, that's really-"

"Wait. Your Zayn's boyfriend? Does his name happen to be Zayn Malik?" the accented voice cut off. Carlos saw the boy stand up and walk to the door. He had bleach blonde white hair, large sparkling eyes, and a cute smile. No wonder James fell in love with him. Carlos nodded in response, thinking how much of a coincedence that was. James turned to hsi boyfriend.

"Wait, Niall, you know Carlos' boyfriend?"

Niall nodded. "Yeah. He was one of my mates back in England! You know them, right James?"

James raised an eyebrow, implying that, no he did not know them. Niall sighed.

"You know, Zayn, Harry, Louis, and Liam? The ones I was skyping with?"

James nodded. "Ohh...now I know what you're talking about. Hey babe, by the way, you need to go check if the pizza is done cooking." James replied, giving Niall a kiss on the cheek, and a gentle nudge to go back inside. Carlos assumed James had just said that so he could talk to Carlos without distractions.

James turned to him. "So, how have you been? Do you still wear your helmet?"

Carlos looked away. Talking about Helmet was always a touchy subject for him. "Well...I do sometimes actually. But, Zayn told me it looks silly, so he tells me not to wear it when we go out."

James scoffed. "Uh! He did not!" James said, sounding astonished, like one of those gossiping teenage girls you see on TV shows.

Carlos shrugged. "Yeah, yeah he did. What about you? Is the comb still lucky enough for you?"

James nodded, hands in pockets, rocking from his toes to his heels awkwardly, puffing out his cheeks and letting out the air. He paused.

"Oh, where are my manners? Carlos, get your ass inside my house." James said with a laugh, grabbing Carlos' hand and pulling him inside. If this wasn't James, Carlos would be blushing up a storm.


Sorry chapters are so short. Is the 1D crossover working out smoothly? I think this is a really interesting expiriment...and Zayn+Carlos and Niall+James is really cute, I think. :3

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