Drinking wine on the cement
Outside seven eleven
Fell in love on accident
Now it doesn't matter

"I'm telling you, Lovi, it looked just like him!" Matthew insisted. He was now lying on his poofy bed in his fancy room that he wasn't allowed to decorate the way he wanted, on his cell phone with his best friend, Lovino.
Living with rich relatives wasn't completely bad. Not when you were given a decent phone with data and a contract that was payed for by somebody else. He could chat up Lovino any time he wanted, something he couldn't do before he moved here.
"It's been years, Matthew. Maybe you were just imagining things." Lovino's current tone was familiar to Matthew. It was the same one he used when that Spanish guy who worked at their favourite cafe flirted with him. He didn't want to believe it was happening. The Canadian didn't blame him. The Italian was as overprotective of his little brother as Alfred and Francis were of Matthew. He didn't want to see Feliciano hurt again over the same damn guy.
"I'm telling you, it was..."
"If Julius returned after twelve fucking years, God knows his parents would be ballistic over this shit. We would have heard something."
"That's the thing, though. His name was...Luddy or something...and he had a brother..." Matthew paused. "Maybe he was kidnapped and brainwashed."
"This isn't a movie, Matt..."
"It happens sometimes..."
"I know. But what are the chances of would happen here?"
"It makes sense. Just...just bring Feli to Al's party. He can tell us for sure."
"No way. I'm not letting mio fratello in on this shitstorm."
"Please, Lovi."
"Don't call me that."
"Pleeeeeeeease!"
"Stop it with that voice."
"Si vous plais, mon ami? Si vous plaaaaaaais????!!!"
"God I wish I could say no to you...oh wait I can. No."
"Lovi...." Matthew pouted, sitting up and looking out his massive bedroom window at the back yard where the forest stretched out for miles.
"I'm not getting involved in this."
"I'll invite Feli myself then."
"DO NOT!"
"I'm going to text him right after I hang up."
"NO! God knows what you'll say to him..."
"Okay, then you invite him."
"Fine. I will."
"Good."
"Fine." Lovino hung up the phone. Sometimes the best way to get Lovi to do something was to get him really angry and make him do it out of spite. Matthew learned that a week after he befriended the Italian, two months into third grade. Time had zipped by since then. It was hard to believe they were on their last year of high school.
"Yo, bro, Francis is gonna be home in an hour." Alfred poked his head through the crack in Matthew's door. His face said "yay" but his eyes said "whatevvs."
What am I? A golden retriever? Matthew thought with spite.
"Francis?!"
"Yeah. He doesn't have classes so he's coming early."
"Sweet!" Matthew grinned like a kid offered a giant moose shaped piece of cake with maple frosting and a red and white candle.
"So...uh...can I tell you something?" Alfred hesitated to step into the room but still managed.
"Sure, b'y!"
Alfred sat down on Matthew's bed. He looked like he had been crying.
"Um..."
"You can tell me anything, Al."
"I got accepted into college."
"That's great news. Why are you acting like-"
"In America."
"'Merica?!"
"America. Yeah..."
Matthew felt his heart stop. He couldn't breathe.
"When did you apply? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I didn't want ya to stop me." Alfred reached out and took Matthew's hand, sensing his distress.
"B-but..."
"It's only for a few years. I'll still come back for breaks and stuff."
Tears started to build in the younger twin's eyes. "You can't leave me Alfred. I don't wanna be alone."
"You won't be. You're going to university around here. Francis and Lovi will be here..."
"Lovi's going back to Italy and Francis is barely home anymore."
"Mattie...you knew we couldn't be together forever..."
"BUT WHY NOW?!" Matthew didn't raise his voice very often, but when he did it was a shock to everybody in the room. Alfred let go of his hand and scooted back a few inches.
"Bro...you have to move on..."
Mattie stood from his bed and walked out of the room before he snapped. He could hear Alfred calling after him but he didn't turn back. He strutted right out of the house and into the woods to his secret place. It wasn't much of a secret but he knew Alfred wouldn't follow him there. His brother was afraid of spiders. 
He curled up under his favourite tree and let the tears flow. No noises, though. He just needed to cry a bit.
His phone buzzed and he pulled it from his pocket, pressing talk when he noticed it was Lovino.
"I changed my mind."
"Yeah?" Matthew wiped the dampness from his eyes.
"Yeah. Feli'll come to the party, but you've got to do me a favour."
"What kinda favour?"
"I need you to get close to his brother. See if he's the real deal."
"A'ight. Will do."
"Let the mission begin."