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Chapter 11 es aqui!

James sat down beside Carlos and sighed. This was going to be very hard on both of them. Matthew wasn't at the restaurant yet, but he was on his way. Carlos kept glancing over at James, but James couldn't look at him. This whole situation just made James angry all over again. Sure, he had wanted to meet Matthew, but now he was finding it hard not to punch him in the face as soon as he arrived. It was only because Matthew had had something James had not had. He had stolen his Carlos.

"James," said Carlos very quietly. James looked at him for the first time that day. Carlos pointed across the dining room. There, standing in the doorway, was Matthew Gammon himself.

James had to admit that Matthew was hot. He was a few inches taller than James with black hair and piercing blue eyes. His build was similar to that of Taylor Lautner, and his skin was tan, flawless, and looked really smooth. At the moment, he was wearing a black v-neck t-shirt, blue skinny jeans, and red Converse tennis shoes.

Matthew spied Carlos and walked to the table. He smiled. "Osito. It's nice to see you. Nice to meet you, James Diamond."

Matthew held his hand out to James. James glared at the hand and pointed at the chair on the other side of him. Matthew retracted his hand and sat down in the chair. James looked back at Carlos. "Carlos, what the hell does 'osito' mean?"

"Teddy bear," said Carlos quietly.

"It's my little nickname for Carlos," said Matthew. James turned to glare at him again. Matthew put his hands. "Look, I only agreed to this to be polite. I could easily leave if you're just going to keep glaring at me like I'm Satan."

"That's a good nickname for you," smiled James. "See. I smiled. Was that polite enough for you?"

Matthew rolled his eyes. He and the others ordered their food.

Matthew smiled when the waitress put his plate in front of him. "So what the hell is this all about anyway? Osito said you wanted to meet the guy who stole him from you."

The guy air-quoted when he said "stole him from you". James blew air out of his nose. "Look, dick, it's already hard enough for me to not punch you in your smug little face. Try calling Carlos by his name, because you guys aren't together anymore, so you don't have a right to use pet names."

Matthew snorted a laugh and took a bite of his spaghetti.

"You are seriously not laughing right now," said James.

Matthew swallowed his food. "Actually, yes. Yes, I am laughing right now."

Without any warning, James punched Matthew on the side of his face. Matthew's head turned the side. The waitress approached the table. "I'm going to have to ask all of you to leave. We don't tolerate violence in this place. Take it far away from here."

When the boys were outside, Matthew rubbed the side of his face, laughing. James shook his head. "Keep laughing and you'll get more than just one punch."

"James, stop!" yelled Carlos. James turned to face him. Carlos grasped both of James's arms. "This is not just Matthew's fault! It's my fault, too! There's no way he is getting blamed for all of this! And you're being stupid and immature and using violence to solve things! Newsflash, James! Violence doesn't solve anything! It never does and it never will! So stop!"

James's jaw dropped. "Carlos, are you-are you really defending this guy?"

"Maybe I am, James," answered Carlos. "So what? What if you were Matthew in this situation? Would you not act exactly how he's acting?"

"No. I wouldn't."

"Bullshit," voiced Carlos bluntly. "You would act the same exact way, and I'm pretty sure if Matt were you in the situation, then he'd blame the both of us. You're acting just like you would have acted a year ago. That really says something about you, James."

"I don't think you have a right to yell at me here, Carlos!" yelled James.

Carlos rolled his eyes. Very quietly, he said, "Maybe we shouldn't have gotten back together so quickly."

James's eyes widened. He didn't even know what to say. Carlos's words echoed inside his mind. James didn't know what to do exactly, so he got on his knees. James looked up at Carlos. "Carlos, please don't do this! Don't leave me!"

Matthew snorted another laugh. Carlos looked at him. "Maybe you should just leave, Matt."

Matthew rolled his eyes. "Whatever Osito."

Carlos looked down at James. He pulled him to his feet and kissed him. "Thank you, James. Thank you for learning to get past this thing."

James kissed Carlos back. "You're welcome. It's taking a lot, but I'm sure I'll learn to get over it."

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