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AJ sprawled out on the bed, looking to Josh waiting for him to being with his story. Just as Josh began to say something the doorbell rang. AJ pushed himself up looking down to Josh. "Hold that thought."

He made his way down the stairs and slowly opened the door. "Chris he said he didn't want to-" He stopped short of his sentence at the sight of Lance.

His eyes swallon and red rimmed. AJ frowned at the sight.

"Hey.. AJ umm do you think I could talk to Josh?"

"I'm not sure he want's to talk to you."

"I don't care, I really need to talk to him."

With a sigh AJ let him into his house. "He's upstairs. Last room on the right."

"Thanks." Lance slowly made his way up the stairs and to the room AJ had said his love was residing in. He wiped at his eyes with the sleeves of his or Josh's hooded sweatshirt, before knocking lighlty.

"AJ it's your house you don't have to knock."

Lance pushed the door open quietly and stepped in. "It's not AJ."

Josh looked up at the sound of Lance's voice and frowned. "If you came here to break up with me you could have saved yourself a whole of trouble, because I kinda know that you want Justin already." His words were slightly bitter.

"God Josh why do you keep saying that?"

"Why do you keep letting him hang all over you?"

Lance glared at Josh. "He's my friend. He was sick. I would have done the same thing for you."

"But I'm your MY BOYFRIEND!!!"

"Josh I haven't done anything to make you think I am anyway shape or form attracted to Justin."

"What about when he asked you for that one night? Hmmm? you didn't straight out tell him no, you had the nerve to ask me. To even CONSIDER it."

"Josh, did you ASK ME what I was thinking when he asked me that question?"

Josh thought about it and shook his head.

"So how the HELL do you know I was even considering it?"

"You didn't tell him no right away."

"BECAUSE I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO TELL HIM NO WITHOUT CRUSHING HIM!!!"

Josh shrank away when Lance rose his voice. He took a seat on the edge of the bed and looked up to Lance, chewing on his bottom lip.

"I was going to say no. It didn't even cross my mind to even THINK about saying yes. YOU took upon YOURSELF, to turn this into a "Maybe Lance still has feelings for Justin" thing. I love Justin I do. I'll be honest. He was my first and I will ALWAYS love him. But he's not YOU. My heart and my soul. That's YOU. As cliche' as it may seem, I wake up every morning for the simple fact that YOU love ME. That I have YOU in my life loving me."

Lance turned away from Josh, squatting down, and wrapping his arms around his knees, burrying his face in his lap as the tears fell. He shrugged off the hand and scooted away some. Choking up as arms went around him tightly.

Josh pressed his face to Lance's back holding him tightly. Sighing in relief when Lance finally relaxed and leaned back against him. He turned Lance in his arms and held him as close as possible.

Lance burried his face in Josh's shoulder, tears streaming down his face as his arms wrapped tightly around Josh's waist. "I don't want anyone else. I want you and only you. I love you." He choked out through his tears.

Josh ran his hand through the back of Lance's hair and pressed his lips against Lance's forehead. "I love you too baby. I'm sorry. Shhhh."

They sat there in complete silence, holding/clinging on to each other. Their love evident in the way their bodies melded together. So familiar with each other, they didn't have to say it to know that it was there. So they just continued to hold on to each other in the silence. Broken every so often by a small sniffle coming from Lance or a "shhh it's ok" from Josh.