Been down the longest road. Said yes when I meant no. I lost control of the wheel. ~ Music Sounds Better With U (Big Time Rush)


With The Boys:

"James! James, give it back! Give it back, now!" Carlos jumped up and down trying to get his helmet back from his obviously taller friend who was holding it high above his head.

Kendall laughed softly from the couch and watched as the Latino boy jumped higher and higher trying to grab his precious piece of plastic. Logan sighed, looking up from his laptop.

"James, give Carlos back his helmet. Next thing you know you two will break something and then we'll have to pay more for this hotel room than we already are!" Logan said.

"I thought Griffin paid for our hotel," Kendall said.

"He does but James broke a lamp last night. That comes out of our pocket. Well, more specifically, James's pocket," Logan said.

Kendall turned and watched as James quickly handed Carlos back his helmet. "You broke a lamp?"

James nodded. "It was hanging so low though!"

"So you just had to try and kick it?" Logan mumbled.

"You kicked the lamp?" Kendall asked.

James pointed at Carlos. "He dared me to do it! What was I supposed to do?"

"Hmm, let's see. Maybe you could have said no!" Kendall said.

James shook his head at his friend and went to go and join him on the couch. They were in Texas and had the day off. Their performance was tomorrow, along with signing autographs at a local mall. This was there day to relax.

Carlos put his trusty helmet on his head and looked at his friends. "I'm going to go and walk around," he said happily.

"Tell security," Logan said.

"They take the fun out of everything!" Carlos whined.

James and Kendall nodded. "Yeah, but they just want to keep up safe from all the crazy fan girls," Kendall said.

"And guys," James added.

Carlos sighed. "Fine. I'll grab security on the way out. See you guys later," he said before walking out and heading towards the elevator.

"Carlos?" a soft voice asked from behind him.

Carlos turned on his heel and smiled when he saw a back-up dancer named Olivia standing there. Olivia was a nice girl, a little shorter than Carlos. She had light brown hair with natural red highlights running through it. Her eyes were brown and her skin was pale, probably around Logan's skin color. She always had the nicest smile on her face. Suddenly, Carlos felt rather self conscious about his helmet, feeling like it was weighing him down. He quickly pulled it off of his head and hid it behind his back.

"Hey, Olivia. What's up?" he asked, his voice shaking.

Olivia giggled slightly. "I was going to go for a walk. You?" she asked.

"Same. Um, just let me run back to the apartment really quick," he said.

Olivia nodded and Carlos ran past her and back into the apartment. The guys looked at him oddly as he threw his helmet into the bedroom he shared with James and grabbed a red baseball cap instead. He didn't acknowledge them as he ran back into the hallway.

"Ready?" he asked.

Olivia smiled. "Absolutely," she said.

They got into the elevator in silence, Carlos's heart beating a mile a minute. He was pretty sure it was from all the running but, then again, it did always seem to happen to him whenever Olivia smiled at him. Wait, what was he thinking. He loved Stephanie. They were getting back together when he got home. Right?

They grabbed a security guard, who agreed to follow behind them and they left onto the busy street.

"Having a fun time, Livie?" Carlos asked.

Olivia shrugged, putting on her sunglasses. "I guess. I mean, we've been non-stop working. It's kind of difficult to do anything fun. Not that working isn't fun, but..."

"I get what you mean. Work is fun and tedious all at the same time. But the fans make it worth it," Carlos said.

Olivia nodded. They stopped, getting ready to cross the street. Carlos grabbed her hand in his and pulled her quickly across the street. Trying to ignore the shock that went through him when they touched. This wasn't right. He shouldn't feel this way. But, he felt the same way with Olivia that he did with Stephanie. This was making his head hurt.

Olivia laced her fingers with his and didn't let go once they were on the other side of the street. Carlos looked at their linked hands but said nothing, letting it happen. They walked down the street together, happily chatting and laughing. Then Carlos's phone started vibrating in his pocket. He pulled his hand away from Olivia and checked the message.

Steph :)

Hey... Whatcha up to?

Carlos's heart sank. No, it didn't sink. It cracked in half and set itself on fire. He felt so guilty that he thought he just might throw up. He had been holding hands with another girl while the girl who supposedly had a death grip on his heart sat at home.

Not much... Went for a walk... You? :)

He sent the text and it felt like a hit to the stomach. It wasn't really lying, but it wasn't really telling the truth.

"You ok?" Olivia asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Stephanie is texting me," Carlos said.

Olivia smiled. "Coolio. Hey, did you notice that guy?" Olivia pointed across the street at a paparazzi who was busy snapping pictures of them.

"Oh shit," Carlos said.

The man checked his camera, smiled and walked away, satisfied with the pictures he had gotten. Carlos was ready to cry when his phone vibrated again.

Steph :)

Thinkin' about you ;)


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