The second I opened my eyes to the winter morning light. I realized a few things that I don't remember happening. One, how did I get home? And second of all, why am I naked and sticky? Even if the first didn't worry me that much. The latter one did...I never sleep naked. And I don't ever have wet dreams. So what the fuck happened last night?

I got my answer moments later. When I heard a soft snore next to me. Someone was next to me. Someone was naked with me. I had sex with someone! Who did I sleep with? Oh god...Please don't let it be Logan. Don't let it be Logan. Oh please don't let it be Logan...

I held a baited breath, and I rolled my body over to the other side of the bed. So that way I got a good look at the person I slept with. Even if my nerves, and my head was pounding wildly. I needed to know the truth. I didn't want it to be with Logan. Or some stranger. It would be awkward. And I didn't like awkward. It was well...Awkward.

But what I saw was way worse than awkwardness stranger sex. Or even Logan sex. Because the person I saw on the other side of my bed...Is Angry Eyes. My dirty blonde, with deep enchanting green eyes. Was now naked as the day he was born. And sleeping like an angel. His body glimmered in the sunlight that shined through the window. And his barely covered body only made him look more like an angel.

But that didn't stop my heart from speeding up at an abnormal pace. I swear I could feel it trying to rip it's way out of my chest. Why you ask? Because I don't remember meeting up with Angry Eyes. I don't remember making up with him, or even having sex with him. Why was the one night I get drunk, I finally get the boy of my dreams? And I don't even fucking remember it. This world really is twisted. Nothing is fair.

But at least he wasn't mad anymore...Maybe things are going right...For once.

"Stop staring at me. I can't continue to sleep if you keeping doing it." My thoughts were broken by a muffled, cutesy voice. And the owner of said voice, was now staring up at me with sleepy eyes. Those eyes that made my insides melt like warm chocolate, and my heart ache dully.

I couldn't help but feel like this was some dream, and I would wake up to the cruel world. The world that didn't involve Angry Eyes being in my life anymore. And that wasn't something I looked forward to. I didn't even look forward to it before, and I sure don't now. So if this is a dream, please let me continue to dream for the rest of my lifetime.

"Sorry...I just...I don't know what to say. " I couldn't help but smile at the little eye roll he did. "It's been two years since I last saw you...It's a lot to take in." I stated, looking into his eyes shyly. I've never been this bashful about anything or anyone. Maybe that's because I've never had something so precious to me before, that I was so terrified I would lose it.

And trust me, I was terrified out of my mind that I would lose Angry Eyes again. I've done it once, I couldn't do it again...I wouldn't.

"It was a lot to take in then too. But at least you are handling it better than I did." Even though he was joking and there was a soft smile on his face. It didn't help at all with the blowing gut punch it sent through out my body. Guilt. Worst feeling to live with. And sleep killer for who knows how long.

The smile that was playing on my lips only seconds ago, was wiped off within a blink of time. And so was my happy mood. I suddenly felt worse than I have in I don't know how long. I felt like my insides were burning. And my heart was stabbed slowly with a jaded knife. And I've been stabbed before, this was worse. Much worse. Because this doesn't stop hurting after a while.

"Hey...I didn't mean it that way. I was just joki-" His gentle words were cut off by my own.

"But it's true, Kendall. You shouldn't have had to go through that. I was being selfish, just like you said. No, everything you said was true. I was just too stubborn to really listen." I was up and out of that bed in a flash. "But I'm not now. I ruined your life, Kendall...And I-I'll never forgive myself for it." I chocked on my sobs at the end. But I got out what I've been holding in for two whole years. It stung and was bubbling in agony.

And I not just talking about my head. Which hasn't quit pounding since I woke up.

"James it-" Again, before he could speak anymore. My words came in crossroads with his.

"No. I did, Kendall! I ruined your life. Do you know the pain you will have to go through, because of me? It'll be worse than any pain you will ever feel. And I'm the one that caused. You'll never forgive me either! Never!" The moment the words left my mouth, I was gone. I was out of that room in seconds.

Naked or not. I couldn't stand to stay in that room any longer. Not after the guilt started flowing through my veins. It was too much to look in his eyes. Why did I have to do this to him? And he can still stand to look at me...How is beyond me.

Unfortunately...When I ran out of the room carelessly, I ran into Logan. Which resulted in Logan flying down to the ground with me on top of him. Yes, this is why I didn't want to have sex with him. It was awkward just falling on top of him. While I was wearing nothing but the skin on my bones.

"What the fuck, James? Get off me and put clothes on!" Logan shouted, trying and failing at pushing me off his body. Like I wanted to be there in the first place. He's like my brother. It's not what I wanted at all. And it was embarrassing! But my body froze the minute I fell onto his. And for some reason or another, it wouldn't move again. I was in a position I did not like at all, and I was froze in it. Well isn't this my day...

"I-I can't..." I mumbled, panicking at why my body wouldn't respond. Why was this happening now? Why in this position? I have the worst luck in the world. I think I should be named unluckiest person in the world. Yeah, it would fit too. Very well.

"What do you mean you can't? What's wrong? Do your joints feel stiff? Do you feel anything from the waist down? What ab-" Before Logan could turn into super doctor mode, I cut him off swiftly.

"No...I just can't move." I stated, looking down into his chocolate eyes. Not in an romantic way either, just an reassuring way. To calm Logan down, and to keep him from going into major doctor panic. Trust me, he does that. And very often. I don't remember a time he hasn't, since he started working as an doctor. It was like a natural thing to him now.

But even with my reassuring stare. Logan couldn't help but look over my body. Well the parts he could see, and touch. It wasn't uncomfortable...Just weird feeling. To have his hands run over my body. I couldn't really pinpoint the feeling. But it just felt really different. Not too pleasant, and not too uncomfortable. I guess it was just because I knew he was just being Logan. An doctor.

But that feeling didn't last long. Because a certain green eyed immortal made their appearance.

"Um...What the hell is going on?" I could hear the jealously that thickly coated his voice. I could also hear the anger in it. Well here we go again...I finally got him back, and I screw it up. I feel like this is de va ju somehow. I just can't remember how...

"He can't move. I'm checking his body for any paralyzation, or stiff muscles." Yes, Logan is always the calm one in an tense situation. He's also the only one that is normal here. Well, as normal as you can be knowing your roommate is an two hundred year old Immortal. And with another jealous Immortal staring daggers at your back. Yep. Logan is the normal one here.

"I'm not paralyzed, Logan. I just ca-" Before I could finish my sentence, I was lifted from my position on top of Logan. And because of that, I let out the most girly squeak ever. That, and I clung onto the thing that lifted me up into the air. Yes, I could finally move my body. But only because I was startled out of my wits.

"Hey! Don't cling onto me so hard! I'm still sore!" Wait what? So I wasn't the one that bottomed? I was wondering why I wasn't sore...Well I guess even in my drunken state, I still top. Who would've thought? So why couldn't I move then? I'm still so confused about what happened last night...

"Alright...Um, could you put me down now. I don't really like being held like a baby." I stated, pouting slightly. Yes, I was pouting. Even if I would never admit it to anyone. I was no baby. I'm almost two hundred years old! That makes me way past infancy. Immortally past infancy.

But when I heard a soft chuckle above me, I couldn't help but glare up at the said owner. That changed once my eyes met his, though, and my glare turn into an romantic gaze. I was putty in his gaze. It was like everything I thought I could control, was now in his hands. He could break me if he wanted to. And I wouldn't say a word. And as of now. I wouldn't care.

That's when Angry Eyes leaned down and our lips met. And that's when I forgot about every piece of guilt I had. It was beautiful. It was wildfire worthy. And it was more striking than lightning. I've never felt this good in my life. Not even when Angry Eyes and I had our first kiss. This was different. This was...Spellbinding. And I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world.

"Um...You know this is very awkward for me, right? Not only are you naked, but you are now making out right in front of me! Get out!" Logan shouted, his tone sounding very embarrassed. But I couldn't find myself to care right now. And neither could Angry Eyes apparently. Because even as we continued to move our lips together, he made our way into my room again. And long story short. We went for round two.

This time, I did remember it.

"That was amazing, Jamie." Angry Eyes muttered against my lips. After about two other rounds, we decided to laze around in bed. I would be lying if I didn't say this was the best day of my life. Because it most definitely was. I guess some bad days can turn good...

I just nodded my head in agreement, as I laid my bare body over his own. I wasn't planning on doing anything more than kissing. I just wanted to be close to him. To feel his body near mine, and to keep the realization that this isn't a dream intact. Which is still unbelievable to me. But I'll go with it right now. Because this is exactly where I want to be. With Angry Eyes.

And that's exactly how it went. We just moved our lips together in a slow, lazy dance. His arms wrapped loosely around my neck, as he played with the hair on the end of it. While my arms were in a L shaped, as my elbows supported my body on the bed. Not to mention to keep me from crushing Angry Eyes. Which was impossible now, but still. I didn't want to do anything to hurt him. Not ever again.

But unfortunately that moment was ruined.

"James! It's time to go to work! Tell Kendall goodbye!" Logan shouted, banging on my door. I mentally cursed at him for ruining the moment, and I pulled away from a now pouting Angry Eyes. Which only made the will I had to go to work, shrink away that much more. I just wanted to kiss those plump lips until that pout forms into a smile. But I knew Logan wouldn't allow that. Not after the stern talk last night...

"Jammmmiiie! We haven't spent time together in two years. What's one day off work?" I shivered at the tone of his voice. He basically moaned out my name. Not to mention as he said this, he started sucking on my neck. Why did he have to be so hard to resist? I really need to go. The shoot starts in an hour and Sophie will kill me if I don't get there on time.

"Kendall I can't. I really have to goooo!" I moaned out the last part as he shifted his body under mine. He was manipulating me! But he's really sexy while doing it. What's one day? I mean really. It won't hurt if I stay in bed with Angry Eyes. Maybe we coul-

"James Evander Diamond! Get your horny ass out of bed and go to work! Do not make me come in there." I knew I really had to go now. The tone of Logan's voice was more terrible then my own mother's when she was furious. And that's something to say all on it's own. Because she could send the fear of death through anyone. Strong or not.

That didn't mean I was happy about it. I really wanted to stay right here. With Angry Eyes...

"Alright! I'm going! Stop nagging me, mother dearest." I shot back, sarcastically. I knew if I had the door unlocked, there would be something to be worried about. Because even if he is a little guy, he is a fierce fighter. I've been on that end a few times in the last two years. When we both come home in a terrible mood, for instance.

I got my answer when I heard moments later the front door slam shut. He was furious, and wanted me to know. Which would only lead to us fighting later. But, oh well. He got his way, he should be happy. Because I sure wasn't. I was annoyed, to tell the truth. But I sucked it up. And I rolled my body off of Angry Eyes'. While I was doing this, I made sure to keep my eyes on anything but Angry Eyes. Because if I did look at him, I would cave. And I couldn't do that.

At least he stayed quiet the whole time when I got off the bed and I got dressed. I could take a shower at Fab Fashion. I didn't have time to take one here. Since the walk to work is about thirty minutes. If there isn't too many people crowding up the sidewalk, that is. Not to mention if Boots and Levi are in an hyper mood, it'll take longer.

But hopefully everything goes smoothly.

"When do you come home?" I heard Angry Eyes mutter softly, as I opened the front door. His tone made me freeze in my movements. It wasn't like before. Not as breezy or happily. It was the same tone Logan used last night before Angry Eyes showed up. Something was wrong. Or something was going to go terrible. Either wasn't what I wanted right now.

"I should be home before midnight." I really didn't know when I would be home. But I was right about that. I would be home before midnight. I've never been out working past midnight. Okay, once. But that was for an special issue for Fab Fashion. Double shoot. But this wasn't anything really special. So it should be just like any other working day.

"Love you, Jamie. Have a nice day at work." I didn't like the miserable tone in his voice. But I didn't have time to question him about what's wrong. I know I was being selfish, but Logan and Sophie would have my head. And some other things I would like not to have a mental picture of. If only Logan wasn't so pushy about work...

"Love you, too. See you after work." I called back to him, and I ran out of the apartment and into the elevator. I just hope Angry Eyes will be okay at home. I didn't really want to leave him there. But there was nothing I could do. I made a promise to my boss. That was that.

I just hope this work day goes by fast...

"You're late!" I cursed under my breath when I put my pants on again. This time after a shower. Well at least I'm clean. Even if that didn't mean anything to Sophie. My manger. My best girl friend. And the woman that is now staring me down with her piercing blue eyes. She was furious. I could tell. Her nose always does that little twitch when she is angry.

"I know. I went out last night and got dr-" Before I could say another word. I was rushed out of the room, shirtless. At least I got my boxes on and my pants. That's all that really mattered. Because I wasn't having a rerun of what happened with Logan. That was embarrassing enough the first time.

I was okay with being shirtless though. Nothing to hide. I was attractive and sixteen. Well, not sixteen. But my age doesn't add up to my body. Which I was thankful for. Because I really didn't want a wrinkly old body. Not now and not ever. That's just...Gross.

"I don't care what you did last night. Or who you did it with. Which by the way, Dean called me up drunk last night, telling me all about your little make-out session. So don't even explain that to me." My eyes widen noticeably as we made our way into the make-up room. "All I want you to do right now is get ready and go make this shoot the best you've ever done. Got it?" Sophie stated this, as she pushed me into the make-up chair. She's like the sister I never had. And sometimes...Never wanted.

Like now. When she's being my pushy manger. I like fun Sophie. She's easier to be around. At least in my case she is. Or maybe it's just the hangover I have...Who knows?

"Got it. You don't got anything to worry about, Sop. I'll make this one a knock out." I reassured her, with one of my best smiles. The brightest one I could muster up right now. With a pounding headache. A million wonders about what happened last night. And why the hell I ended up making out with Dean. That is.

I really need to talk to Dean later...

"You better. This cover shoot could make you famous, Jay. It could be your chance at the big time." Sophie told me, as she leaned her elbows on the back of my seat. I could see her in the thick black framed mirror that was in front of us. She had rings under her eyes, and her mouth was turned in a slight frown. Not to mention it looked like she's been running her fingers through her dark brunette a thousand times, and that's just for today. She really needs to stop working so hard. It was going to kill the girl.

"I know, Sop. Don't worry about it. I got this." I reassured her once again, and I ushered her away. Well the hair and make-up team did. But still, she was ushered away. Thank goodness. I swear if she was here any longer, she would probably go down in a mental stress breakdown. She is the sweetest girl I've ever met, but jeez, she worries too much. This shoot will go fine.

At least I hope so...

"Ready to get started, Mr. Diamond?" My thoughts were broken by the soft spoken leader of the make-up team. I've worked with this girl for two years now, and I still don't know her name. She is really shy. But hey, she does a good job at least.

I nodded, though. And I leaned back in the leather chair. This is showtime. I can do this.

Because ready or not, here I come.

"Lean a little to the left." I heard the photographer shout to me as I continued to pose next to Dean on this black leather couch. It's been eight hours and I felt like I was going to black out any second now. This shoot has gone on too long and the little sleep I had is catching up with me. I really need coffee right now. That or a nice warm bed. Either was more than fine with me. But I know the latter wouldn't happen anytime soon...

But I did as the photographer said and I leaned to the left. Which was very close to Dean. So close that my back hit his left shoulder blade. Not to mention we were both shirtless and only in tight, silk black boxers. Yes, this was very awkward considering what Sophie told what happened last night. If we really did make-out. Which I have a gut feeling we did...

"Okay, perfect." And with that, there was another few flashes and clicks. It went by in a blink of an eye. It was always like this though. Each take was faster than before. And then you would have to move your pose again, and then the clicks again. Now I know why I wasn't an model in my past. It's too demanding and tiring. More so when you went at it for a few hours, and you were drunk last night. That makes it that much more than tiring.

"Now maybe a little less emotionless. Look lusty and alive boys!" The photographer shouted again. This time more stern than before. This man, I've never worked for before. He's more louder than any photographer I've ever worked with, though. That's for sure. He also wants us, two guys, to look lusty with each other. Wasn't this a fashion shoot? Not boy on boy action. What the hell is going on?

"What's going on?" I whispered to Dean. Who, in turn, looked as confused as I felt. I didn't understand what's going on. Is this what's in style now? Maybe it's to attract woman to buy something for their boyfriends. Or maybe it's to attract a new group of buyers? I had no idea. But Sophie always told me, that I should never question the photographer's attics. No matter how weird or silly they are...

"I have no idea. Isn't this the boxer shoot for teenage boys?" He whispered back, through a husky smirk. He was posing now, looking back at me with his baby blues darkened noticeably. It was shocking how easily he can manipulate his emotions. Physically and emotionally. I wish I could do that. A lot of things would be easier if I could.

But I did my best. And I gazed back at him. Trying to look like I was longing for him. When in reality there is only one boy I long for. And he's at my apartment right about now. Probably waiting for me to come home. His beautiful green sparklers shining brightly. And his pearly whites glimmering behind those plump rosy pick li-

"Prefect. Stay right there." I was broken out of my thoughts by flashes and a few other clicks. I didn't realize I was lost in thought, until after the pictures were taken. Well, at least I got it right. Even if I was thinking about another blonde. My blonde. Angry Eyes...I miss him so much right now. I really want this work day to be over. I need to see him. Damn Logan. And his motherly ways.

"Okay now for the final pose. I need you two to kiss." My eyes doubled in size at the man's words. Okay I was fine with posing seductively with Dean. But kissing him? I don't think so. That wasn't happening. Not now, not ever. Okay, I did kiss him before. But this was for teenagers. Boy teenagers. And I don't think straight boys will like this.

But when I glanced over at Sophie, she just gave me a thumbs up. She didn't even look fazed at all. And Sophie is always fazed. So if this shoot makes her relaxed, I guess there is nothing wrong. I don't know why I'm worrying all of sudden. It's not like I haven't posed this way before. It's nothing different. Even if my gut is saying otherwise.

So I glanced back over at Dean, and I leaned in close to him. Until our foreheads touched, and our eyes were gazing straight into each others. Hazel met blue. And that was it. Our lips met in a slow dance. It wasn't anything special. It had sparks, sure, but nothing firework worthy. And that's how it went. We continued to move our lips together, until we heard the photographer shout back to us.

"Fantastic guys! That's a wrap!" I heard the words I've been waiting to hear, since I left for work this morning. I was free! I could go home and be with the boy I haven't spent time with in two years. I missed him and I needed him right now. So when those words left his mouth. I pulled away from Dean, and I jumped off the couch. I was out of there. I didn't even wait for Sophie to say goodbye or nothing.

I have a man I need to get back to. And nothing was going to stop me from getting to him. Not even being shirtless and in shorts, while in this harsh winter weather...

"I-I'm home!" I huffed out, shivering harshly. I could feel every part of my body ache and shake. But I didn't care. I ran from work, which was twenty minutes in the harsh cold, and then I ran up the stairs up to the apartment. But it will all be worth it once I see Angry Eyes. My beautiful blonde. And have him in my arms once more.

But, before I could go any further in the living room, I got a surprise attack by two strong arms. Who in turn, pulled me flush against their body. I didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. I knew the owner of these arms very well. They are of the boy I love.

"What are you doing without clothes on? You'll die of pneumonia in this weather." Angry Eyes muttered softly, kissing the back of my neck. It was warming my freezing body. He was the heat to my ice storm. As cheesy as it is. It's true. As of right now. Because his bare chest, was fire hot to me. Which is exactly what I want to feel right now.

"I wouldn't die. And I didn't want to waste time by changing into clothes. " I leaned back into his body. "I needed to see you." I mumbled quietly, as I turned around and took him into my arms. Which he made no complaint about, thankfully. He just melted into my arms. And nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck. It was adorable. And I couldn't help but burst into a splitting smile. Yes, this was worth the run. This was worth everything and anything. I can't believe I went two years without this...

That's how we stayed for I don't know how long. It could've been minutes, it could've been hours. But one thing is for sure, the moment was ruined far too soon. Again by Mr. Doctor Mother. Logan Mitchell himself.

"Okay, I'm happy for you two. But if I have to hear you two have sex one more time. I will murder you both. And I'm a doctor, I know how to do that easily!" I rolled my eyes at his words and I looked over where Logan stood. Who was dripping in wet snow. Why he was, I had no idea. But it was pretty funny. Not that I would laugh at him...Maybe.

"We'll be quiet, Logan. Promise." Angry Eyes swore, not once moving from his position in my arms. It was pretty damn cute, if I were to say so myself. But I knew if I said anything about that in front of Logan, I would be in big trouble. I wonder if he's jealous...? Huh...I'll have to ask him later.

I continued to stare at Logan as he moved through out the apartment. He did his little routine that he did everyday. Which consists of him taking off his shoes, taking off his jacket, and going into the dining room to feed the dogs. Which I wonder where they are...They usually are running wild by now...

"They are asleep in their beds." Ah, Angry Eyes. The one that can read what I'm thinking without even looking at me. Most would find it creepy, I just find it completely adorable. He's always adorable. Well, when he isn't breaking my heart, that is. Which I hope doesn't happen anytime soon.

I was about to tell Logan where Boots and Levi are, when Angry Eyes claimed my lips with his. It was a soft, sweet as candy kiss. It wasn't like earlier. Which was also beautiful, but that was needy and demanding. This was patient, slow, and savoring. And that's why I didn't care to tell Logan. Well that, and Angry Eyes decided he wanted to move this to the couch.

But once we settled onto the couch and continued our little session, I heard the words that made Angry Eyes and I both freeze.

"Your father, Jamie, has a book on immortals I was reading. And it says that male immortals can be impregnated. Can you believe that? I hope you two were safe." I heard Logan shout from the other room. Even if his words were serious but teasing. I could tell he was telling the truth. My father told me this before he died. I just didn't listen to it then...But now...

I would have to. Because Angry Eyes and I were out of the safe zone.

Because we didn't use a condom. We didn't use anything.

And I remember that the chances of getting pregnant was almost a hundred percent for Immortals. There was no if's. Once was all it takes for male immortals.

But we did it more than once...Which can only mean...

Angry Eyes and I are going to have a baby.

Well Now James and Kendall know that they are going to have a baby. But the really question is...How is Kendall going to react to carrying James' child? Will he leave New York or will he stay with James? Who knows...;)

So I promised this chapter would be touched up, in reality, it's not. For one, I don't have time to do it right now. But once this story is over, I will go back and touch it up. That I'll make sure of. But anywhoooo...I hope you guys are having an amazing day. :)

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Alright, for the peoples who aren't comfortable with Mpreg, I'm sooo sorry! But it's been planned out and I've had this in my head for a while. If you can stand it, thank you. If you can't, I'm terribly sorry. But it's Mpreg now. :)

Also...XxxAnimaniacxxX Is the OC that is James' best friend. So yaayyy! Thank you, Sophie. I hope you love the way she is playing out. So again, thank you.

Well, till then. :)