A/N: Okay, so, here's the thing… I really think you should review… I know you want to!


Mark glanced over at the clock next to him. 2:43, it read. Mark sighed and slammed his head against the pillow. He had barely gotten any sleep. He couldn't get Roger out of his head and it didn't help that Roger was sleeping right below him. Mark swung his legs over the edge of the bed and sat upright. After a few seconds of staring at the floor, he stood up and crept out the door. He quietly moved down the stairs and into the living room. Mark stared at Roger as he sat across from him on the coffee table.

"You can't sleep either," Roger's voice surprised him. Mark stood and backed away.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," he said heading towards the stairs swiftly. Roger stood from the couch wanting to follow him.

"No, it's…," he trailed off after Mark was out of his sight.

The next morning…

"I just wish he'd go back to his normal self. How could he think that he's ruining my life," Mark heard Roger's voice from his position on the stairs.

"Why did he break up with you anyway," Collins asked. It was obvious that Roger and Collins were in the kitchen.

"He thought he was taking up all my time and ruining my life," Roger said hopelessly. "I had no clue it was even coming."

"Has he talked to you yet? I know you've tried to start conversation." Roger shook his head.

"Not really. Only short meaningless sentences, like 'Roger, don't.' when I try to touch him," he choked. Collins patted his back.

Mark leaned against the wall with a sigh. Should he go in the kitchen? He owed it Collins to at least say goodbye to him. He did let him sleep in his house. But he wanted to avoid seeing Roger. It wasn't that he didn't love him. He did love and he always will but he's been trying to un-love Roger. He's keeping Roger from succeeding with his band and in school. Mark can't live with himself knowing that. Mark shook his head and continued down the stairs and into the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen, Collins was sitting at the table across from Roger who had his knees up and his head in his knees. Collins noticed him right away but Roger couldn't see him. Mark was confused with the angry look Collins had on his face.

"Sit your ass down, Mark," he said demandingly. Roger's head jerked up at the sound of Mark's name. Mark was about to just run out the door, but a) Collins was much faster and bigger than him and b) he didn't want Collins pissed at him. He sat as far away from Roger, but that was only two feet away. Collins gave Roger which basically told him just to sit back and not try anything. He nodded reluctantly and leaned back in his chair, his eyes still desperately glued on Mark.

"Collins, I really don't," Mark started but Collins cut him off.

"Mark, I don't give a damn about what you don't wanna do right now, okay? What the fuck is your problem," Collins asked not so nicely. Mark's gazed lowered down onto the wooden table.

"You won't understand," Mark said looking up from the table at Collins. His face made Mark continue. "Roger hasn't practiced with his band in months, when we study for tests together; he always has more on his mind then studying. It's my fault and I can't do that to him."

"Mark, that is the saddest excuse for a break-up. All those things are his choices and he's happy with them. You two are happy together, not apart. Look at Roger," he said pointing to the tear-stained face of Roger. "How many times have you seen him cry that much? And can you honestly say that you haven't cried over this yet?" Mark looked down as a tear slide down his face.

"Mark…oh, god, I love you so much," he managed to get out before putting his head down on the table and breaking out into sobs. Mark rubbed Roger's back. He never meant to do this to him.

"Roger, please, please don't cry," Mark begged. "I don't… want you to cry." Collins smiled at his work but it wasn't over yet.

"Roger, will you practice with your band more often and not grope him while studying," Collins interrogated. Roger didn't look up. He just nodded. Collins figured he didn't want them to see him crying even though they already knew he was. "Mark, will you take Roger back if he does those things?"

"And will you never leave me again," Roger chipped in, "no matter what I do." Mark thought for awhile then smiled over at Roger.

"You got a deal," Mark answered. Roger grinned then jumped out of his chair and rushed quickly to hug Mark almost knocking him over. "Calm down, Rog. Someone's gonna get hurt."

"Wanna go back to my house," Roger whispered huskily into Mark's year.

"Yeah," Mark answered a little too quickly. Mark and Roger said bye to Collins and were out of the house before Collins could say goodbye.

"I am so good. Maybe I should be a couples' counselor," Collins thought out loud to himself but quickly reconsidered and shook him head with a smile. "Nah…"


A/N: I was gonna make the break up longer but I guess not… review please!