The next night, Logan and Carlos were sitting casually on the couch watching Family Guy when. Papi was watching them like hawk, but Mrs. Garcia was just looking through a magazine happily.

Carlos's phone rang and he jumped up to answer it.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Los? I need you 'n Logan to come over." James said in a low, gruff voice.

"Why?"

"Cause- cause Kendall broke up with me." James murmured weakly.

"What?" Carlos squeaked.

"Just come over."

"We're on our way." he said quickly before hanging up. He jerked Logan up by his hand and pulled him to the door.

"Where do you two think you're going?" Papi called.

"James's."

"Why?"

"Cause he just went through a nasty breakup and we need to go comfort him." Carlos said angrily.

"I think you're lying."

"DAD!"

"You just want to go so that you can cuddle or whatever it is you do."

"We're going." Carlos said, opening the door. Papi jumped up and suddenly he had Logan's wrist and yanked him back.

Carlos looked back, eyes wide. Logan was trembling almost immediately as Papi held him back.

"Let em go, Dad." Carlos said.

"You're not going." Papi said, hand strong around Logan's wrist. Logan's black eyes bore into Carlos's wide and tearful. He was still terrified of Papi.

Carlos gave in and closed the door. Logan was released and he bolted to his room, hearing Carlos and Papi go at it again- fighting angrily. Yelling and screaming at each other. Logan laid on his bed, horrified.

It was about midnight that night. Logan had fallen asleep to the sound of screaming that even Mrs. Garcia couldn't quiet. Carlos was arguing that Papi had no control over him and he couldn't stop them from being in love. Papi was arguing that he just wanted his old son back, the way he used to be.

The door swung open and was closed gently.

"WAKE UP!" Carlos whisper-yelled. Logan was used to being body slammed and kissed when this was said, but this time he opened his eyes to see Carlos rummaging through his closet for a duffle bag in the dark.

"What're you doing?" Logan grumbled, getting up.

"We're leaving." Carlos whispered. "Fill this bag up."

"What?" Logan asked, eyes wide, as Carlos went for the door.

"We're not wanted here, Loge." Carlos said serenely, dark eyes sad. "We can't be in love here. Dad won't allow it. We're moving in with James or something... But we're not staying here. So just pack up everything that'll fit in there and I'll be back in a few."

Logan shakily put clothes and other things into the bag and soon Carlos came in with his own bag.

"I put a note on the fridge." Carlos said as Logan zipped up the bag.

"Are you sure about this?" Logan asked.

"Look, babe... You can stay if you want... But I can't. I just... Can't." Carlos said. "Dad was violent with you again. And he wouldn't let us go and comfort James. I can't handle this."

Logan nodded, silent, as they sneaked out the door and through the back sliding door, out the fence, and down the street.

Please, God. Let everything be okay. Logan whispered oh so quietly to the stars. Help us.

"It'll be okay." Carlos murmured. "You'll see."

Logan nodded and Carlos sighed and wrapped an arm around his boyfriend's waist.

"I love you. And that's why we're doing this." he said. "I wouldn't lead you into something bad."

"I know." Logan said gratefully.

They soon arrived at James's house and let themselves in.

"JAMES?" Carlos called as they dropped their bags. They went upstairs to find James face-down in his bed, every light in the house off.

"James?" Logan whispered. James grunted sleepily and looked up at them.

"Bout damn time. I waited up forever." he grumbled, sitting up.

"Sorry, man. Long story. How ya holdin' up?" Carlos asked, sitting next to his best friend and rubbing his back comfortingly.

"Not good." James yawned. "Just now got to sleep."

"What happened?" Carlos asked.

James took in a deep breath and shrugged.

"We were fighting all day. And finally he came over. I thought he was gonna give in and apologize, but instead he dumped me. Told me that he didn't think I was sure about my sexuality." James said as he began crying all over again. "Then he just left."

Carlos, confused, laid his head on James's shoulder.

"He just needs some time to cool down, bro. You guys are meant to be- he can't stay away forever." he said reassuringly.

"It just hurts so bad." James sniffled. "I wish he knew how sure I was of HIM. I mean, Los, I just checked out some girls. That's all. It's not like I hit on them or anything."

"Doesn't he know that that's just the James nature?"

"I thought he did."

"Look, bro. Just- go back to sleep." Carlos said.

"Did you sneak out?"

"We ran off." Carlos said. "But we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Stay here, Los." James said. "Please? I don't wanna be alone."

"Okay. I'll just take Logan to bed and I'll be back."

Carlos got up and took Logan to the next room.

"I'm sorry, babe. But- he's my best friend. And he's having a hard time. I guess I'm sleeping in there tonight." Carlos said.

"It's okay." Logan said. "I'm really tired anyway."

"I love you."

"Love you, too." Logan smiled a little as Carlos kissed him goodnight and left.

Logan went to bed, drifting to sleep immediately.

Carlos, however, wasn't so lucky. He sat in James's bed as James laid in a huge ball, crying to himself.

"I wish he'd come back so I could talk to him." James sniffled.

"He will. I guarantee it." Carlos said, smoothing down James's hair.

Carlos like this. Before Logan and Kendall came along, they'd have too much pride to cry in front of each other or sit in each other's beds and stroke each other's hair. But now it was different. Now they were so close that it didn't phase them. Carlos would probably sleep in James's bed tonight, but it wouldn't be weird. They're best friends- this is what they were there for.

"Think he just got tired of me and wanted an excuse to dump me?" James asked.

"No way. Jame, I SAW how he looked at you. All the way up to the end he just- lit up every time you touched. He couldn't keep his hands offa you. I bet he's just insecure, thinking you'd rather be with some chick than him. But he'll cool down and take you back." Carlos said.

"Think so?"

"Yeah. He'll come over tomorrow and you'll talk it over and he'll lean over and kiss you." Carlos said sleepily. "And then you'll do dirty stuff to make up for it. Cause I know how you are."

James laughed a little and Carlos laid down beside his friend. They both laid on their backs, looking at the ceiling.

"Think Logan'll be mad that you're sleeping here?" James asked.

"Even if he is, it's whatever. You're my best friend. I'd risk it for you." Carlos grinned. "But don't spoon me. That's weird."

James laughed quietly and rolled over, his back to Carlos.

"I love you, bro." he slurred sleepily. "You're the best."

"I try." Carlos said.

Several times through the night James woke up with a bad dream. Actually, Carlos woke him up because he was having spasms. Carlos knew that James had a lot of night terrors and knew that Kendall probably always took care of it. But tonight it was his job to wake his friend up.

More times than not, James only half woke up. Babbling something about Kendall. Sometimes he would roll over and cling himself to Carlos, which Carlos allowed for his best friend since forever.

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