Hey, everyone. Since some people have been wanting a sequel to my OS 'As Long As You Are Happy, I Am Happy Too' for some time, I finally decided to write it. I hope you like it.

Best regards

Firerush

Disclaimer: I don't own the TV show "Big Time Rush".

Chapter 1

Carlos's point of view:

While Logan was showering, James and Katie appeared. They were very excited and said they finally found a girl for me. To be honest, yes, the girl - Emily - was really great. But it just didn't make sense to me. I told James and Katie that it wouldn't work. Katie reacted annoyed and then made her way to the city to meet with her mother. James' disappointment was limited. Because I wasn't interested in Emily, James took over the task of taking care of her. In other words, he invited her to a date - typical James.

Now I'm on my way back to the apartment. It's evening and I'm hungry. I enter the apartment and see Logan at the kitchenette. He hummed to himself while he prepares dinner. I go over to him and he turns around. "Hey, Carlitos. Where's James?"

I feel a slight sting. Does he like James more than me? "Why?"

He points to the oven behind him. "Because of the dinner."

Of course. That's why he asked about James. "James will not come. He has a date," I say, shrugging. Logan looks at me in disbelief, then sighs dramatically. "Well, then I did my special lasagna for nothing. Great. I could have saved this effort."

Mmmh … Logan's special lasagna, yummy. But something confuses me. Where is Kendall? I ask Logan about it and he rolls his eyes. "He's still on the road with Jo. And Mrs. Knight is in town with Katie. So-"

"We are alone," I finish his sentence, my heart pounding violently in my chest. He nods and then grins suddenly. At some point, he will kill me with that smile. "Well, Carlos, I hope you are hungry."

I have to laugh. "Logan, you know I'm always hungry."

He laughs too and turns to the oven to get the lasagna out. While he does that, a thought comes to me. I try not to think about it, but I can't help it. And before I can restrain myself, I ask, "Why don't you ask Camille if she wants to eat with us?" Why can't I shut up? Instead of looking forward to being alone with Logan, I ask for Camille. But actually the reason is clear: She makes Logan happy and I love it when he's happy. But now he doesn't look happy at all. On the contrary, he looks sad. Why? Logan sighs and shakes his head. "That would be great, of course, but her dad will never allow that. You know he doesn't like me."

"And if I ask him?"

Logan smiles sadly. "Thanks, but he'd think you just wanted to help me so I could be alone with her. You can't argue with this man." He sighs and then shakes his head. "So, enough of that. Let's eat."