(A/N:) Part twoooo!
Let's just jump right in shall we?
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Brian's POV:

I spotted a familiar front door and pulled into the driveway of David's house, taking a deep breath. I was going to tell David about my feelings for Craig. There may not be a point to me doing so but it was worth a try.

I quickly hoped out of my car and walked up to the door, rolling my shoulders as I knocked a bit more loudly than I had hoped.

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David's POV:

There was a loud banging at my door and I jumped up off my couch, expecting to see Craig on the other side but instead, I opened it to see Brian. He seemed anxious and sorta looked pissed. "Uh, hi Brian... Are you okay?" I questioned and his face flushed.

"Yea, I'm fine. I just... I need to talk to you." Brian replied.

"Okay, come in then..." I opened the door wider and he stepped in, immediately walking past me into the kitchen. I'd never seen him this way so it totally threw me off.

"Look, David, Craig likes you and it's obvious that you two've got sparks but I can't let it happen." Brian said folding his arms over his chest.

"What? You were the one who tried to get us together!" I exclaimed and mirrored his action, crossing my arms.

"Yea, well.... That was-"

"That was what Brian? A mistake? I know exactly what y'er gettin' at and I say you've had you're chance." I spat, feeling myself getting heated. I expected a fiery come back or a sharp lash of the other Irish mans tongue but I was met with a look of defeat. 

"No, Nogla, you're right... I had my chance and I fucking blew it." Brian leaned his back against the counter and stared at the tiled floor. "But that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop trying. I really like Craig and there's nothing I can do to stop feeling that way." he added and looked up.

His intense blue eyes caught mine in a crippling stare. "Brian, I get how y'er feelin' but-"

I stopped when the sound of a car door slamming sounded from outside. Brian's eyes met mine again before he ran to the front door. I tried to stop him but it was too late.

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Craig's POV:

I got out of my car after arriving at David's house, a big fucking smile on my face. I so was happy that I'd be able to see Nogla again that I totally disregarded the extra car parked in his driveway.

Grabbing my suitcase from the back seat, I slammed the door shut and made my way to the front stoop when suddenly the door opened, nearly causing my to fall. I braced myself, squeezing my eyes shut but instead of hitting the ground, a hand gripped the front of my shirt, stabilizing me. I opened my eyes, expecting to see David but was instead, I was greeted by another familiar face. "Brian?"

The look on Brian's face was a mix of flustered and determined. His arm suddenly pulled back, dragging my forward. Before I even realized what was happening, our lips met. Brain kissed me passionately, his eyebrows furrowed and his face a bright red. I just froze, staring wide eyed until he finally relaxed, stepping back.

"Oi?!" David's voice echoed from inside the house and Brain looked down.

"Enjoy your weekend." Brain muttered quietly, sounding....pained? He pushed past me, getting into his car with a blank face and backing out before disappearing down the street.

What the actual fuck just happened?

All I could do was stand petrified as David walked up beside me. "What was that all about?" I asked, looking up into David's deep brown eyes.

"Don't worry 'bout it, let's just get you settled in." He replied and I gave him a small nod, stepping into the house. "You'll be staying in the spare upstairs." David said and grabbed my suitcase, escorting me up a small set of wooden steps.

David set my bag inside of a fairly cluttered room off of the main hallway. "Here ya are!" He exclaimed and I put on a smile.

"Thanks, Nogla." My stomach suddenly growled and I realized I hadn't eaten anything in hours.

"Hah, someone's hungry. Wanna go grab dinner somewhere?" David offered.

Shaking my head, I sat on the bed that nearly filled an entire third of the small room. "Nah, I had a long drive and I'm tiered. Can we just stay in for dinner?" I asked, rolling my head from one side in attempt to crack my neck.

David eyed my up, chewing the inside of his cheek slightly. "Uh, yea, sure. We can stay in." He said, looking down at the floor.

I leaned back, my arms propping me up against the bed. "What are we gonna have to eat?" I questioned, biting my bottom lip ever so slightly.

David stood in the doorway, just watching as I moved my legs further apart. Ours eyes met and he clicked his tongue. "Dammit Craig." He said and stepped toward me, leaning down so he was towering over me. There was a moment of hesitation before our lips met in a heated kiss.

This is what I wanted right? So why does it feel so wrong?

David gingerly lied me back against the bed and swiped his tongue over my lower lip, asking for permission to enter my mouth. I granted his request, parting my lips. I rolled my tongue against his as we started to fight for dominance.

My heart was racing. I should be happy but-

David ran his hands down my sides until he found the edge of my shirt, pulling up the fabric. I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing him deeper into the kiss.

-all I could think about was Brian.

David pulled my shirt farther up, exposing my pale stomach. He ran his fingers over the delicate skin, sending shivers down my spine.

-all I could think about was the way Brian has been there for me.

David broke the kiss, trailing down my jawline.

-the way he comforted me in my time of need.

David pulled my shirt completely over my head, throwing it aside.

-the way he listened when I had something to say.

David's lips left soft kisses against my collar bone.

-the way he laughs. His smile. His hair. His beautiful blue eyes. Everything.

David searched for my sweet spot, finding it quickly. He bit down on the delicate skin and I let out a moan.

This isn't right.

"Wait, David, stop." I said and he pulled away, giving me a slightly confused look.

"What is it? Something wrong?" He asked, slightly concerned.

"No, it's just... I don't... I think that..." I stuttered, not really wanting to flat out tell him that I'd rather be with Brian.

"It's fine, if you don't feel ready, then we don't have to." David said with an understanding sigh.

I gave him a nod. I hated lying to him but I couldn't tell him. That'd literally be the worst timing humanly possible. He gave me a small, reassuring smile and stood up, giving me room to sit up. "I'll go make us something to eat," David said, giving me a chaste kiss before leaving the room.

As soon as he was gone, I released a deep sigh, "damn." I quickly whipped on my shirt and picked up my phone, punching in a number that I've called many times before.

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Brian's POV:

I laid on my bed, my arms covering my face. Why did I have to do that? He probably hates me and never wants to talk to me again. A small buzzing sound pulled me from my increasingly darkening thoughts and I grabbed my phone from the nightstand to see that I was receiving a call. The name read Twat with a small heart next to it. It was Craig. My breath hitched and I hesitated but eventually answered, bringing the phone to my ear.

"Brain?" A familiar voice called through the speaker.

"Uh, hey, about earlier, I-"

Craig cut me off, "wait, before you apologize, I have something to tell you."

I gulped, getting ready for him to say something like, 'never talk to me again,' or 'why would you do that? Gross!' But instead, what he said next surprised me.

"Thank you..." he paused, "thank you for everything you've done for me over the years. Thanks for being a shoulder to cry on, someone to talk to.... It meant a lot. Still does...." He said and I felt my heart flutter. "When you kissed me earlier, I didn't know what to feel. I brushed it off but when David kissed me just now, all I could think about was you and it helped me to see what's been right in front of me this whole time."

I remained silent, waiting to see if he had say anything else. "Brain, I realized that the person I want to be with is you, not David." At this point my heart had nearly stopped.

"Wow, ah, Craig..." I stammered.

"You don't have to say anything. I'd get it if you were mad that I didn't figure it out sooner." Craig said.

"No, no, Craig this is perfect!" I exclaimed happily

"Hah, glad you feel that way..." He said, his voice low.

"Uh, does David know?" I questioned.

There was a moment of dead air before Craig finally responded, "no... I'm planning to tell him soon though. It'd be wrong of me to lead him on."

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David's POV:

I decided on macaroni for dinner and grabbed the box from the pantry, setting it down on the counter. I was about to get out a pot when Craig's voice distracted me. He was talking to someone? I knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but curiosity got the better of me and I slowly crept up the stairs. I reached the bedroom door and pressed my ear to it. The voice was indeed Craig's and he was on the phone. At first I thought nothing of it until I heard him say something that made my heart jolt with pain.

"Brain, I realized that the person I want to be with is you, not David."

I dropped my head and continued to listen in.

"no... I'm planning to tell him soon though. It'd be wrong of me to lead him on.""

Too late. I thought and opened the door quietly. Craig looked to me, lowering the phone away from his ear. "Uh... hey David." He greeted, plastering the most fake smile I've ever seen onto his face.

"Who was that on the phone?" I asked, trying not to sound suspicious about it.

"It was.... It was Brain." Craig admitted. At least he had the decency not to lie. "Look, David-"

"No, save it. I already heard." I interrupted, not really wanting to hear his passive speech about why he's doing what he's doing.  

"David I'm really sorry." Craig said.

"I get it, no need to feel sorry. Shit happens. Don't get me wrong though, I'm pissed off as all hell but if ya really like Brian then there's nothing I can do 'bout it." I scoffed, crossing my arms. "Ya' know what? Go to him."

"Huh?" Craig seemed confused, still trying to process everything.

"Go to him. Y'er more use to him there than here, right?"

"I mean yeah, but-?"

"Don't worry 'bout me. You should be wit' him. He really cares 'bout you ya' know." I said, "the reason he was here earlier was to try and get me to back down so that he could tell ya how he felt but that didn't really go over so well." I explained.

"Huh... Are you really sure I should go?" Craig questioned.

I just gave him a nod and he sprung a surprise hug on me. "Thank you Nogla. I really am sorry about this." He said, grabbing his suit case and taking off down the stairs. I watched from the small bedroom window as Craig got into his car and pulled out of my driveway. I sat with my back to wall, running my fingers through my hair. "Fuck..."

Never in my life has it hurt so much to do the right thing. Is this how Brian felt when he tried to get me and Craig together?