Carlos was, by nature, a curious person. He always asked the questions "why", and "how", and "when", and "where". But mostly it was "why".

Like most of the time, when James and Kendall were cuddling on the couch, he would say "why".

Why are they taking up the entire couch?

Why are they cuddling?

Why do they look so happy?

Then he started wondering about love.

Carlos has never really been in love before. Sure, he loves a lot of things, like his friends and his family and corn dogs and his helmet, but he's not in love with any of those things.

Then he gets kicked out of the living room because Kendall and James don't like the way he's staring at them.

So he sits in Logan's bed, trying to pull apart this thing they called love.

Logan walked in, blinking at Carlos.

"What are you doing on my bed?" he asked, and Carlos looked at him.

"What is love?" he asked, pausing. "...Baby don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. No more." Logan gave him a confused look, laughing lightly. "No but seriously, man. What's love? What's it like?" Logan shrugged.

"I dunno. I've never really been in love before." he replied, and Carlos frowned thoughtfully.

"Weren't you in love with Camille?" he asked, and Logan merely shrugged again. Carlos pouted at him. "You're no help. You're supposed to be the genius, here."

"I'm not a genius when it comes to emotional things," Logan replied, looking through his bookshelf, then grabbing one off it at random, walking back to his bed, giving Carlos an expectant look. "Now move. It's my reading time." Carlos rolled his eyes, getting off the bed.

"Fine. I'll go ask someone else." he said, and Logan waved, distracted by his book.

Carlos walked back out into the living room, Kendall and James still on the couch watching some movie, and Katie and Mrs. Knight were in the kitch preparing dinner.

"Mama Knight?" Carlos asked, walking into the kitchen and leaning against the counter. "What's love like?" Mrs. Knight gave a thoughtful hum, scraping some onions into a pan.

"Well, sweetheart, it's different for everyone, so I can't really tell you. You'll have to fall in love yourself and find out." Carlos looked to Katie, who shrugged.

"I'm only 10, dude. Don't ask me." Carlos let out a groan, then stumbled back into the living room, staring at Kendall and James who were Eskimo kissing and giggling like school girls and Carlos almost threw up a little.

He wandered back into Logan and Kendall's room, laying on the bed next to Logan with a sigh.

"...Love makes you afraid." Logan suddenly spoke up, "Love makes your heart race and stop beating all at once, and it makes your hands clammy and your head spin. You...When you're in love, you want to make the person you love smile. All the time. Sometimes you wish you didn't need to breathe so you could kiss them all the time. Love makes you want to curl up with them at night and wake up next to them in the morning. You never want to be away from them. Love...Love makes you crazy." he finished his thought in a soft whisper, and Carlos stared at him.

"...Did you read that from your book?" Carlos asked, and Logan laughed lightly, shaking his head.

"No." he said, not going into further detail, and Carlos sighed again, staring at the ceiling.

"...I want to fall in love," he said quietly, "It sounds nice." he closed his eyes, laying his head against Logan's side, yawning lightly. Logan's hand came up to pet Carlos's hair, and he hummed in delight.

Only one thought registered before he passed out:

Logan's hand was clammy.

HELLO. i have started a multichapter cargan. :D

i kind of really just pulled this out of my butt the other day in english class. i don't know how long this is going to be, since i'm typing this up as i go. but. YEAH. i hope it goes well. also, there are probably going to be a lot of cliches. i really want to avoid them, BUT YOU KNOW THEY'RE GOING TO HAPPEN. so. yeah.

reviews? yes, please! :D