"Underlined" = Phone conversation

"Not underlined" = Talking face to face

–Italic = Thoughts

IM talk –Letter/Name = Texting

*Italics* = Ringtone

"Bold/Italics" = Song/Singing

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He takes a step closer, but stops when she shakes her head. "I'm sorry. I-"

"Do you even like me, like at all?" She asks not even bothering to looks up at him.

He thinks over her question. "No." Was his reply.

She nods, but continues. "Do you even think I'm pretty?"

"No." He says again without hesitating.

Another nod. "Would you do just one thing for me? Like you said you would?" She asks, heart beating fast in anticipation.

"No." He replies with a sigh.

"Do you even want me?" Aidi's eyes finally meet Carlos' only to be filled with sorrow and betrayal instead of happiness and life like they usually are.

"No."

"If I left right now," She asks. "would you even shed a tear and try to get me back?" Her heart would be completely broken if his answer is no.

"No." He says.

"Don't even bother going home." The brunette gets up, having had enough, and runs past Carlos. After running for about five minutes, she feels someone grab her by the waist and turn her around. It's Carlos. She tries to get away, but stops once he starts speaking.

"I don't like you; I adore you." Her head perks up and her thoughts of getting away; silenced. He grabs her face and looks into her eyes."You're not pretty; you're beautiful." He kisses her cheek. "I wouldn't do one thing for you; I would do anything for you." Then her forehead. "I don't want you; I need you." He kisses her nose. "And If you left, I wouldn't shed a tear; It'd break me." He tells her before kissing her lips. The kiss lasts for a few minutes both teens kissing passionately, but still keeping it appropriate for the public.

When they pull away both of them are breathless. "I'm sorry." The say simultaneously.

"Why're you sorry?" Carlos asks.

Aidi looks down at her shoes and says with a quiet voice. "For running away."

"You don't have to be sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed her back. I don't know what got into me."

"No." She shakes her head. "I get it. She was your first love."

"Yea, but that doesn't excuse what I did." Carlos grabs Aidi's face and makes her look at him. "I'm done with her and her games."

"Good."

They kiss again, but this time it's short and simple. "Good." Aidi calls out for Sydney and all three leave when the dog returns.

"-idi? Aideliz? Are you there? Helloooo..."

"What? Sorry."

"What were you thinking about?" The blonde women asks. "I've been helping you for almost a year and a half already, I know when you have something else on your mind that you want to talk about, but are too scared to. Now, what is it?"

"Nothing."

"We've talked about your family and any issue you've had, we've talked about your friends and even those boys who made your life hell, we've even talked about last summer, but I've noticed you haven't told me about what happened after summer vacation ended and the one person you've mentioned, but avoided talking about, is Carlos. Tell me about him? Tell me about the past two years."

"I've told you, he's apart of the boy band Big Time Rush, he's Venezuelan, Dominican, and Spanish. He is muscular, and really goofy, but a big softy. He has a dog named Sydney and he was, we'll still is, I hope, one of my best friends."

"We went through that, yes, but I want to know how you perceive him. I want to know your point of view and your opinion of him, your feelings towards him, good and bad."

"What have you written down so far?"

"Well for our 40th session we talked about a few weeks before how his ex showed up and tried to get him back and then when the boys got a call from their manager to go back to Vegas."

"Ok, so imma just tell you what happened after the six-way phone call then..."

#FLASHBACK STARTS#

"Who was that?" All five boys put their phones down and turn towards the rest of the group.

"Well," Kendall starts. "That was out manager."

"And Ronaldo." Logan adds.

"Aaand? What did he say?" Tasha asks getting tired of the silence.

"The crew finally finished fixing the equipment." James says.

"That's good, right?" Alej asks.

"Yea." The boys nod. "But..."

Just then Zaidi's full attention is on the conversation. "But what?"

"We, uh, we have to be back in Vegas." Dustin answers.

Logan drapes his arm around her shoulders before saying, "By Saturday morning."

"So you guys leave next week?" Aidi asks.

"This Saturday, Aidi."

"Oh." She nods and then gets up to go upstairs. Everyone stares as she ascends the steps towards her room. "Well aren't you coming?" She asks Carlos.

"What?"

"You have to do laundry before you start packing." She says. "Or do you wanna go back with dirty close?" Carlos gets up and follows Aidi into her room.

"Well, I guess we should start packing too." The other four boys get up, with everyone else in tow and head towards the hotel leaving the couple to clean and pack.

xXXXXXXXXXXXXxCARLOS AND AIDIxXXXXXXXXXXXXx

Both teens locate Carlos' dirty clothes easily, seeing as he's the second cleanest person in the house, the first being Sydney, and toss them in Aidi's empty hamper. He carries the hamper down to the basement towards the laundry room and she puts the clothes to wash, Aidi not wanting to speak at all and Carlos wanting to break the silence, not being able to take the silence. Finally he gets the courage to break it.

"Babe." He sighs, cornering Aidi against the wall and washing machine. She crosses her arms, hugging herself, and avoids all eye contact. "Nena." She looks up at him with teary eyes. "Talk to me." She shakes her head. "Please. Tell me what's going on in that beautifully chaotic head of yours." He pulls her into a hug when all he gets is silence and she buries her face against his neck. They stand there in a comfortable silence, not wanting to let go of one another. Knowing Aidi, she won't talk unless she has to, so after a while Carlos nibbles playfully on her ear and neck and she twitches in his embrace.

A giggle slips from between her lips. "Stop." She says weakly, but he doesn't. "'Loooss." She wiggles, trying to get away. "J'ni'r." He just continues. "Caaarloooss." She finally gets an arm free and smacks his peck lightly, then looks into his eyes.

"Talk to me. What is it?" She sighs and lays her head on his shoulder.

"I wish you didn't have to go, but I know you have to." She shakes her head. "Imma miss you."

"You can always text me, call me, tweet at me, DM me. Babe, I'm just a phone call away."

"But it's not the same."

"I know, but this is how my life is."

"How do James and Halston deal with this?"

"They're both famous. I don't think they have time to register that the other is away."

"Ugh. I don't want you to go." A tear slips.

Carlos hugs her closer and kisses her forehead. "I don't want to go either, but it's my job." He sighs and they stand in silence.

"This school years is gonna be terrible. You and the guys won't be here and me and the girls are gonna sit around and mope, waiting for you guys to come back."

"You can always come with me." He shrugs.

Aidi lets out a sigh and a chuckle. "Yea, I wish, but you know I still have school. And I'm 16, a minor, and you're 18, an adult. How's that gonna work? Especially in front of the law?"

"You have a point, but technically this started when you turned 16 and I was 17. And Mama Luz approves."

"Yea, but still." She nods and he lightly pecks her lips.

"Yea, I know." He sighs and caresses her cheek. "Imma miss waking up and seeing you everyday and being able to talk to you whenever I feel like, but let's not think about it now. We still have until 3 in the afternoon tomorrow, then we can mope."

"Ok." Just then the machine stops and they put the clothes to dry and then add the whites to the washer. "Now what?"

"We can always watch a movie." Carlos suggest.

"Or we can make out until someone catches us." She suggests.

"How about we do both?"

"Deal."

#FLASHBACK ENDS#

"... And that's what we did." The woman passes her a tissue and Aidi takes it, just realizing she had tears falling slowly. "We got caught, but not by my mom or our friends. His dog, Sydney," She laughs. "I guess she woke up from a nap in my room and came looking for us. Once he went to lean away from the hickey on my neck and I wen to kiss him, she barked, and then sat in front of us with her head tipped."

"Sounds to me like you still have feelings for Carlos."

The teen blushes and shrugs. "Is is that obvious?"

"No, but I've known you for a while, mi'ja." Aidi nods. "I learned how to look past your walls."

Aidi sighs. "Mama Reyes, I don't know what to do. Every time I hear his name, I just wanna... ugh... I don't even know what I wanna do."

"Don't force yourself to think. You don't wanna get to the point where you punch yourself again, do you?"

"No."

"Then don't force yourself to come up with reasons why you feel the way you do. It'll come to you sooner or later."

"Ok." Then Mrs. Reyes' phone alarm goes off.

"Holy crap. It's 4, I need to go pick up Gabby from her grandma's. I'll see you next week sweetheart. Same time, but if I can't make it, come over. Gabby's been yapping about how much she misses you." Both females kiss each other on the cheek before leaving the clinic and going their separate ways.