This is my first fan-fiction ever so make sure to send me reviews and critiques but don't judge me to hard.

Prequel

Carlos stood in the shower. He was all alone in the apartment, and while he would usually find something exciting to do while he was home alone, but right now he wasn't in the mood for games, the slide or even corn dogs (his guilty pleasure food.) He stood still in silence and let the water hit his face and chest and run down his back. He was becoming nauseous, like he always did when he was upset. A lot of emotions were running through his mind, but one overpowered the rest. His worry and anger were practically draped by his overall sadness.

He felt alone.

Not alone because he was the only one in the apartment, but alone because there was no one there to protect him.

What happened was his Mother was on her way to visit him, but he had sprained his ankle so he couldn't drive to get her from the airport. He had asked James to do it, to which he had agreed, but when the time came James had disappeared for some reason. Carlos was angry, but then he realized he couldn't be angry at James, only for a little while, but all James had to do was give a half assed sorry and it was immediately ok.

But that was besides the point.

Carlos angrily called his best friend James, because after his parents had gotten to the airport they'd been waiting for around 30 minutes and texted Carlos on what was taking so long. He asked James where he was, James avoided the question, he asked James what he was doing, he avoided that again. James insisted he was on his way to pick up Carlos' mom, but Carlos knew it was a lie. "Just forget it!" he told him.

His mom decided to catch a taxi, and she texted him saying she was on her way. Carlos had sat on the couch and began watching some T.v show, but it wasn't a very good one. "Nothing good is ever on at 8:30" he said. He closed his eyes for just a second and began leaning on the arm of the chair. Slowly and slowly he stopped hearing the T.V. and was soon fast asleep. Then he heard the door opening and turned around and saw James stumble in. James walked straight to his bedroom while Carlos looked at the time. It was 3:30 am.

Carlos tried calling and texting his mother but she didn't answer. He knew something was up but he had no way of reaching her. He tried calling the police but they told him to call them back when it has been 24 hours. He called his brother, and his aunt who were back at home but they had no idea what happened.

The next morning he learned that his mother and a local taxi driver had died after being hit by a drunk driver.

Carlos was devastated for the next several months, but with the help of his friends he was able to recover out of his depression and became the same happy, lovable guy he always was. The incident happened in December, and by July it was almost like it had never happened, Carlos still missed her, but he always told himself that she was up in heaven and if she looked down and saw him grieving about her instead of having fun and enjoying his life, then she would be very disappointed. He lived, he laughed, but one thing happened that changed his life for ever.

He fell in love.

After his mother died, James was always there to comfort him and the two became closer than ever. Carlos didn't even know he was gay until he realized the way he felt about James. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He had no idea what to do about it so he just sort of hoped James would feel the same way about him.

And it was starting to appear like he didn't, but soon enough one august day Carlos accidentally let his feelings for James slip and James admitted he felt the same way and they kissed. It was only Carlos' second kiss and it was one of the best moments of his life. He was amazed by it but the next morning he woke up and James had gone out. He played it off and didn't tell anyone about the previous night, but when James came home and they were alone James told him more about how he felt about him and they fooled around this time.

But then came then disaster struck. Griffin caught the two boys one time in the bathroom kissing and immediately called a band meeting. They begged him not to tell anyone. But he decided since Logan was going off to law school, Kendall had gotten Jo pregnant and was moving it with her, and two of his band mates were gay it was time to end Big Time Rush.

He told each one of them the news separately and they all argued with him about why it wasn't fair. But Griffin told them about how with new band out like One Direction and The Wanted they were losing their target audience anyway. Their sales had fallen down the drain and they had to cancel multiple tour dates to poor ticket sales. He told them all simply, it was time for the band to end.

The boys still all had a lot of money left over. Logan used his to pay to go to medical school back in Minnesota, and Kendall moved into Jo's apartment, which she had been sharing with Camille, but Camille moved in with Lucy. Carlos and James stayed put in the apartment, while Mrs Knight. Carlos was now really excited that he and his secret boyfriend were going to be living in an apartment together. He didn't want anyone to know he was gay just yet, and James would kill him if he told anyone about them too.

But nobody needed to know, it wasn't their business anyway and he'd tell them when he was ready. Carlos had enrolled in a local high school with James and was on course to have the best senior year in history.

Or was he?