Carlos grinned as he walked down the sidewalk. He was on his way to see his boyfriend. Carlos had been keeping something important from him for no reason really, and Carlos thought that now was the time to tell him. Maybe he would even move in with Carlos, once he finished high school of course. He saw his boyfriend's house and he broke out into a jog. When he reached the house, he knocked on the door and waited a few moments for the door to open. Once it did, he saw his favorite 12 year old.
"Katie! How's my favorite 12 year old doing?" Carlos exclaimed as he hugged her an swung her around. Katie laughed and hit Carlos on his chest to get him to stop it.
"I'm okay. You're here to see Rouge, right?" Carlos nodded at Katie's question and let him in, "He's in his room. I think he's sick though. He hasn't been out of his room for like, an hour." Katie said and Carlos nodded in thanks before running up the stairs. He went to Rouge's room and opened the door.
He peeked in the door and saw a lump on the bed, under the cover, but he heard the shower going. He guessed that Rouge had turned the shower on and forgot about it as he fell asleep. It wouldn't be the first time. He went to the bed and poked at the lump, getting a groan in response. Carlos chuckled slightly and started tickling the lump, getting it to try to get away from him. He felt a foot connect with his stomach and make him fall of the bed, just as the shower stopped. Carlos looked ahead of him, at the ceiling, confused. He then sat up and saw a person that definitely not his boyfriend sitting on the bed.
He saw short brown unkempt hair, and confused hazel eyes. Carlos opened his mouth, ready to ask why the brunette was in the bed of his boyfriend when the private bathroom door opened and out walked said boyfriend. Rouge's ice blonde and light blue hair was wet and stuck against his shoulders as water dripped from it. His brown eyes that was covered by purple contacts shone with shock and fear. His body was covered only by a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Carlos... what are you doing here?" Rouge asked hesitantly and Carlos looked at him through narrowed eyes
"Who is he and why is he in your bed?" Carlos asked and Rouge's eyes darted to the side, looking at anything except the latino in front of him
"Carlos-he, I didn't want you to find out like this." he said and Carlos gaped at him as he jumped to his feet.
"So you wanted me to find out? You were going to break up with me just like that? How long has this been going on?" Carlos questioned heatedly and Rouge took a sharp intake of breath at the question
"Three months." Rouge answered quietly and Carlos gasped
"Three months! It's been going on for three fucking months! Why the hell would you do that to me?! I have been faithful to you! I made sure you were always happy! But, apparently you weren't! I never even thought about cheating on you. Ever since I've been with you, you have been first in my mind, Rouge. I loved you, and I was going to tell you that today-"
"You love me?" Rouge asked in a small voice and Carlos scoffed
"No. Loved. I loved you. Not anymore. Not after this." Carlos said backing away from the room. Once he got to the door, he turned and ran away. Rouge stood frozen, staring at the door that Carlos ran through. He heard the front door slam and it shocked him out of his state as he looked at James.
"Get out." he said and James sighed
"I guess this means the whole arrangement is over, huh?" James asked, getting out of the bed and putting the clothes on the floor, beside the bed, on. He looked at Rouge and saw him rummaging through his closet for clothes and knew he was being ignored. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
'Of course it's over. But it doesn't mean I'm giving up.' James thought as he passed Rouge and went to the door. He spared another glance at the blonde, whose shoulders were shaking as he pulled some clothes on. He shook his head and left the blonde to his own problems, that he helped create. He closed the door and left the house.
Rouge heard his door shut and quickly grabbed his phone that was charging on his desk. He unlocked the phone, went through the contacts, finding his best friends number. He called the number and it was answered on the third ring.
'Hello?'
"Kendall, Carlos broke up with me." Rouge sobbed
'What? Why?' Kendall asked and Rouge hesitated. He didn't want his older brother to hate him, which he definitely would if he learned what he did. Kendall hated people who weren't loyal to people. He hated cheaters even more. But, he didn't want to lie to Kendall.
"He said that he didn't love me anymore." Rouge answered vaguely
'Fine, go to sleep. We'll approach this tomorrow when I come over, okay?' Kendall asked and Rouge agreed before hanging up. Rouge decided to take his brother's advice. He looked at his bed and shook his head, not wanting to sleep in that bed anymore. He left the room and went to the guest room and collapsed on the bed and passed out.
Kendall didn't know what to think with Rouge's abrupt call and all he could think about was Carlos. He was in love with the hyperactive latino for about three years now. He still remembers when he first met Carlos. It had been Senior year of high school and Kendall had been headed to his third period class. He was in the hallway where the class was when he seemed to get tackled by the latino. Carlos looked down at him and continuously apologized and when they got up, Carlos ran, trying to get to the class he was already late for. Kendall never really spoke to him again, only seeing him from time to time and when he learned that Rouge was dating him a year later, he was shocked and hurt but supportive for his younger brother's relationship.
The relationship went on for the rest of Rouge's and Carlos Sophomore year and Kendall was happy to move out of the house and into an apartment with his best friend, Logan. Logan was the only person to know about the feelings Kendall held for Carlos. He helped Kendall through getting over his feelings for Carlos and become the supportive brother Rouge would want. And that's how Kendall has been, and how he will be when he confronts Carlos in a few minutes. Kendall put his shoes on and left the apartment. He got into his white BMW and drove off to Carlos house.
He got there in ten minutes and parked his car in their driveway. He hopped out of his car and knocked on the door, hoping he would get Carlos and not any of his family. The door opened and Kendall saw red eyed, tear stricken face of Carlos. Said latino looked up and saw Kendall. He contemplated closing the door, not wanting to see any of the Knight family right now. But, he knew that Kendall was a level headed person and was probably here to see what happened. The words that exited Kendall's mouth proved his thoughts.
"What happened?" Kendall said, mentally cursing himself for thinking he would be over Carlos. He was just too innocent and this couldn't have been all Carlos.
"Me and Rouge broke up?" Carlos ended with a question and Kendall sighed before pulling the latino to him, making his face lay on Kendall's chest. Kendall mentally relished in the closeness that they had in this moment before he realized that his shirt started to become wet.
"Rouge cheated on me." Carlos mumbled and all of Kendall's thoughts stopped. Rouge cheated on Carlos. Why would Rouge cheat on him. Kendall couldn't believe Rouge would do something like that. He pulled Carlos away from him and looked in his eyes.
"Are you sure?" Kendall asked in disbelief and Carlos nodded
"I went over there today and saw a guy in his bed while he was in the shower. When he came out and saw the both of us, he admitted to cheating on me. He cheated on me for Three months. I couldn't be around him when when he said that. I wanted to tell him I loved him today, but that whole thing shattered everything." Carlos sobbed and Kendall pulled him to his car and put him in the passengers side before running to the other side and jumping in. Kendall started the car, pulled out of the driveway and sped off. The ride was silent as Carlos wondered where Kendall was taking him and Kendall had his mind occupied with thoughts of his brother cheating on Carlos.
They got to Kendall's apartment in 7 minutes, with the help of Kendall's fast paced driving. Kendall parked the car and motioned for Carlos to follow him as he got out the car. Carlos did so, hesitantly. They went up to the apartment, Kendall opened the door and gestured for Carlos to go inside. Carlos went inside and looked at the apartment in awe.
The place was huge. The walls were painted a light grey with some pictures hanging from them. There was an island with bar stools on the left side of the apartment, where the kitchen was. The refrigerator was silver and a see-through one with cabinets and counter tops, which were black and silver. He then looked at the living room. There was a huge flat screen T.V on the wall and a table underneath it. Further to the right of the television was a computer on top of a desk. There were sliding doors that lead to a balcony with a view of the ocean ahead of him. In the middle of the room was a large silver glass coffee table with paper strewn on it and the table was in front of a huge white couch. He saw a familiar figure with brown hair and dark brown eyes look at him.
"Carlos?" Logan asked, confused as to why he was seeing a red eyed Carlos in Kendall and his apartment. Logan saw Kendall walk behind Carlos and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Come on, you are going to go to sleep. You look like you need it." Kendall said as he pushed Carlos in the direction of his room. He looked at his best friend and saw the confusion and concern in his eyes. He met the brunette's eyes and mouthed 'I'll tell you in a minute'. Logan nodded and pointed to the balcony. Kendall turned back to Carlos just as they reached Kendall's room.
Kendall's room was larger than Carlos' bedroom, was the first thing that came to Carlos mind. The room had dark green walls, a bay window on the right wall. His bed was king sized bed with dark green sheets and blanket. In front of the bed was a green bench. There was a guitar in the corner of the corner of the room and a desk in the other corner. There was a pile of closed composition books on the desk and the light above the desk was on. Kendall went over and turned the light off. He walked back over to Carlos and pulled him to the bed. He sat him down and took off his shoes. He had no problem with doing this because he used to do it with Rouge and Katie. When he had Carlos' shoes and socks off, Kendall stood back to full height.
"Lay down and go to sleep." Kendall ordered and Carlos complied. He lied down in the bed, Kendall put the sheet and blanket over him and Carlos was out in a matter of moments. Kendall stayed there until he heard the soft snores of the latino then he left his room. He silently closed the door and went to the balcony. He saw Logan sitting on one of the silver and white couches out there. He took a deep breath and sat next to his best friend. He leaned his head on Logan's shoulder and Logan combed his hand through Kendall's blonde locks.
"So... What happened?" Logan asks and Kendall told him everything. He told him everything he knew. From Rouge's call earlier this evening to going over to Carlos house to ask him his side of the story, to Carlos telling him that Rouge cheated on him for three months, to him wanting to care for Carlos and help him through this. Through all of it, Logan stayed quiet and listened to Kendall.
"What do I do, Logie?" Kendall asked as he finished telling him everything. Logan was quiet for a moment, contemplating what Kendall should do.
"I think you should be there for Carlos as a friend and when you see Rouge help him through this and if you want, get the reason why he cheated on Carlos. Just try to stay neutral through the whole situation and don't kill two birds with one stone." Logan said, knowing his best friend probably better than he knows himself. And it's the same for Kendall with Logan. Kendall nodded and hugged Logan briefly before going back to his room. He saw the lump in his bed and heard the light snores accompany it.
He grabbed his acoustic guitar and the top book then went to the bay window. He sat on the bench like area with the bay window and looked out into the sea. He let out a sigh and opened the book to the first page. The page held lyrics from three years ago. He had wrote this down during his sophomore year in high school. During the first month of his run-in with the latino. He started to play notes on his guitar.
You, you walked into the room
On a Friday afternoon
That's when I saw you for the first time
And I was paralyzed
I had a million things to say
But none of them came out that day
'Cause I was never one of those guys
That always had the best lines
Time stops ticking
My hands keep shaking
And you don't even know that
I'm trying to speak but boy you got me tongue-tied
I'm trying to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside
I'm trying to move but I'm stuck in my shoes
You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by
Can't even talk, cause words don't fall into my mind
I'd make a move if I had the guts to
But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
Now, I learned a lot from my mistake
Never let a good thing slip away
I found a lot of time to look back
And my only regret is
Not telling you what I was going through
You didn't even know that
I'm trying to speak but boy you got me tongue-tied
I'm trying to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside
I'm trying to move but I'm stuck in my shoes
You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by
Can't even talk, cause words don't fall into my mind
I'd make a move if I had the guts to
But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
As the years go by I think about you all the time
Whoa
If I get the chance I hope I won't be paralyzed
Paralyzed by you
You walked into the room
On a Friday afternoon
I'm trying to speak but boy you got me tongue-tied
I'm trying to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside
I'm trying to move but I'm stuck in my shoes
You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
(You got me paralyzed)
I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by
Can't even talk, cause words don't fall into my mind
I'd make a move if I had the guts to
But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
(You got me paralyzed)
Paralyzed, paralyzed
(You got me tongue tied)
Paralyzed, paralyzed
(Now I'm frozen inside)
Paralyzed, paralyzed
You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
As Kendall finished the song, like all the other times he sang the song, tears came to his eyes. He laid the guitar down and wiped away the unshead tears before they could fall. He got up, put the guitar on it's stand and the book back on the pile. He then opened the bench and pulled out a blanket and pillow. He set the pillow on the windowsill and laid down on it, wrapping himself in his blanket. It took a few minutes but he fell into a dreamless sleep.
Carlos sat awake in the bed as Kendall sang the song. He heard that song before. He forgot where he heard it but he remembers those exact lyrics. That exact voice. The same one he thought was Rouge's. He didn't want to think of any possibilities of the song that has plagued his thoughts for the last couple of years. Nor did he want to think that Kendall was the angelic voice he heard. Instead he just closed his eyes and hoped he would forget everything that happened. Either that or all of this was just a dream he would soon wake up from.
A/U: So this is a story that was started with the help of a certain person, giving me inspiration of the pregnant male. Of course if it includes a submissive Kendall, I would do it. Also, Paralyzed will show up again in the story. Anyways just to be nice, and in thanks of the person giving me this challenge, I am uploading two chapters.