A/N:
Sorry everyone! I've found out i've been spelling Chazz's name wrong, my bad x D Thanks to the few people who've added this story to their favorites, it means a lot! I hope you enjoy this story as it continues on

TO THE STORY~ _
Blinded by the sunlight streaming through the curtains of the room a young Jimmy found himself laying on the couch of his and his roomates shared appartment.
"Chazz...?" He whispered lazily, trying to find his partner. When no response was given Jimmy began to sit up until the immense amount of pain shot him back down like a speeding bullet in the Texas range.
"Ughh..." Jimmy groaned shutting his eyes tightly, trying to hold back to tears from the pain.
"Not feeling any better princess?" Jimmy heard a deep teasing voice echoing from the bathroom and instantly recognized it to be Chazz's.
"Chazz...?" Jimmy groaned as he opened his eyes, his arm resting on his forehead.
"The one and only." Jimmy felt Chazz flop himself onto the couch, a beer in hand.
Jimmy couldn't help but notice Chazz was shirtless, what with Chazz's tattoo's and all clearly sticking out, despite Jimmy's blurred vision. The only tattoo that really stood out to Jimmy was the one of Jimmy himself. Sure, Chazz was drunk when he got it, but it meant more to Jimmy then he'd like to admit really, the whole thought of it brought a blush to Jimmy's face. Wait. Blush? No, Jimmy couldn't...
"How's your ankle?" Jimmy managed to gasp in a raspy voice, trying to push his thoughts aside.
"Fucking kills. Not the worst pain i've been in though."
"What's the worst...?" Chazz gulped at this question, unsure of what to say. Should he tell Jimmy that the worst pain was SEEING Jimmy in all the pain he was in yesterday? Or make something up from his past... Finally Chazz decided he needed to speak and speak he did, or kind of did.
"Well uh. You see. Uh. Well. The worst... Uh... Well."
"...What?"
"Doesn't matter. Jimmy you seem tired you should get some more rest."
"What are you going to do Chazz...?" Jimmy replied in a sleepy tone, trying to hold back a yawn. Chazz couldn't help but notice how cute Jimmy looked when he was sleeping.
"Uh. Sex addicts meeting. Yeah." Chazz said running out the door, swiftly grabbing a shirt, still confused on his feelings.

"TAYLOR" Chazz shouted bursting through the door, strolling right into sex counsellor's room, taking note of the rather dull surrounding. Taylor had always been such good help when Chazz needed it, Chazz would never admit it but he trusted Taylor a lot more than he trusted anyone else...Except Jimmy..
"What is it Chazz?" Taylor wore a shoke expression, his voice but a squeak, which is understandable since Chazz wasn't scheduled today.
"Look I have a big problem and I really need some help..." Chazz could feel his voice fading away when he talked, he felt the need to crawl in a corner when he realized he was about to get this in the open, but he needed to know and he knew with all his heart Taylor would know what to do.
"Well... If you need some help than sit down, Chazz, i'm here for you" Taylor gave an inviting smile and grabbed a clipboard from his desk, as Chazz sat down on a seat in front of Taylor, trying to get into a comfortable position and catch a small breath.
"Okay so you know how i'm always so intent on having sex with girls, how I love the feel of breasts rubbing against my skin, and their nipples, the way they taste and feel, and then when I fi-"
"CHAZZ!"
"Okay sorry. Well, I don't want to do that anymore! You'd think that'd be great but it really isn't because-" His voice was caught in itself, he was stuttering, and could barely speak, everything came out as just a small squeak.
"Because..?"
"B-B-Because..." Spit it out Chazz damnit!
"Chazz if you don't feel comfortable than I would appreciate it if you weren't here wasting my time." Owch.
"OKAY OKAY! I think I'm in love with another guy, my best bro to! Jimmy! Everytime I start trying to do it with a chick I instantly think of Jimmy, and I thought it might just be lust at first, but than I started being more protective and flirting with him when I didn' mean to! I don't know what to do, Taylor!" Chazz took a few deep breaths, and some small in between. He rested his forehead on his hands, whiping away some sweat.
"So Chazz... What is the problem?" Chazz looked at him as though he was insane, and stayed quiet trying to think of his question... What was wrong?...
"It's just... Jimmy has a girlfriend! And the Chazz can't be gay! And on top of that Jimmy isn't gay either! I don't get it!" Chazz threw up his hands in frustration, looking desperately at Taylor for some help.
"Well look Chazz it's obvious. You tell Jimmy how you feel. If he doesn't feel the same than let him go, if he does than it's a happy ending."
"But I can't be gay! I love the feel of boobs on my skin and my cock in a fucking vagina!"
"Chazz... Have you ever thought that's why you haven't had a relationship? You've been scared about being gay, that's why you have sex so much, to re-assure yourself of your orientation, but now you've met someone you might actually want something more with and that's why this is such a big deal to you." Taylor seemed so calm with his words, not even stuttering once, or stopping for much of a breath. Chazz just sat there staring at his hands, not knowing what to say. COuld he really be gay? And in love with his best friend?
"T-Thanks Taylor... I need to go think somewhere else..."
"You're welcome Chazz, it'll all be okay." Chazz flashed a smile towards Taylor and left the room, falling against the door in attempts to think.

Jimmy lay on the couch in a daze, he was in so much pain and could barely manage to breathe without feeling the need to just end himself there. He tried to recall yesterday night and what happened... He remembred being out on a date with Katie, and then... KATIE. HE LEFT WITHOUT TELLING KATIE EXACTLY WHY. He started raising his arm, inching it slowly toward his pocket where he allowed his phone to sit, he quickly pulled it out and started dialing Katie's number, ignoring the pain.
"Pick up...Pick up..." He urged his phone, and he was unfortunately greeted by Katie's voice asking to leave a message.
"Hey Katie it's me Jimmy, i'm okay if you were wondering... Whenever you're free call back so I can explain why I left so suddenly, I love you, I miss you!" He frowned as he hang up, dropping the phone to the ground, beginning to recall last night. Finally he figured out it all, his crazy ex-stalker attempted to kill him and Chazz...Chazz saved him. Jimmy felt himself blush at the thought of how much Chazz must care for him.
"Oh stop being so self centred Jimmy..." He whispered to himself as he slowly began to get up and make his way to the fridge to get a drink. He couldn't help but wonder about Chazz, his kindness that no one knew about, how open he could be, how much he hid, he was so mysterious... Wait what was he thinking? Did he have some kind of stupid man crush on Chazz? No that's stupid... He loved Katie. KATIE...Right?