I inhaled deeply, "Yes Carlos?" I looked down at the boy who suddenly looked vulnerable, he hadn't looked that way in so long, it was a heart wrenching face.

"Do you want to go get something to eat this weekend? Like a real dinner, just the two of us." His eyes were gazing into mine, with a look I hadn't seen in so long, I missed those looks.

Fuck. How am I supposed to reply to that. Dinner with Carlos this weekend? Wouldn't it be like a date?

We hadn't had a 'date' since the breakup for the obvious reasons, and my hands instantly began to get sweaty, I didn't want to say no, but I didn't want to say yes either. I knew I had to say yes though, Carlos would be concerned if I said no.

"Alright Carlos, we can go get dinner Saturday night." I sighed as he just smiled and laid his head back on my shoulder. I couldn't help but stare at him a moment before I focused back on the movie. I didn't know what was going on in his head, and I wasn't sure I wanted to know, because it could end up with me getting hurt all over again.

I love you Carlos Garcia, please don't play with that part of me that loves you.

I woke up to the alarm on my phone telling me it was time to get ready for school, I went to stretch but noticed something was on my shoulder, I glanced over and noticed it was Carlos, we were still snuggled up on the couch and there was a blanket over us.

Mom must have come down and seen we were asleep.

I went to wake Carlos but not before I noticed how beautiful he looked as he slept.

"Carlos, buddy, wake up, I think we fell asleep during the movie. You need to go home so you can get ready for school."

Carlos moved slowly, and I instantly craved for him to lay back over and drift back to sleep. We both got up off the couch and just looked at each other, we were a mess. Carlos looked sleep eyed and I knew I looked the same, I helped him get all his things as he made his way to the door, he gave me a quick and sleepy "G'night," before he made his way out to his car and drove down the street to his own house.

I didn't have the heart to remind him that it was the morning so I just shut the door and made my way to my kitchen where my mother was making us breakfast, dad had already made his way to work I assumed as I took my place at the table. "Morning mom." I grumbled as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

"Morning Logan, I hope you don't mind that I left you and Carlos sleeping, I know you still feel for him honey, but you two just looked so peaceful."

"S'okay. Mom, he wants to go out for dinner on Saturday."

"Well isn't that what you two have been doing every weekend?" She turned to face me with a truly puzzled look on her face before going back to cooking.

"This time it just seemed different, like the way he asked was different. He looked truly nervous, like he did the first time he asked me to go out with him." I scrunched my face up as I analyzed his facial expressions from last night, I wouldn't tell my mom about how he rested his hand on my leg or how he had come closer, not yet.

"Well baby, maybe whatever it was that was bothering him last year is gone now, maybe he's trying to give everything another try."

"Maybe." I said, it was the last thing either one of us said until it was time for me to head out to school, "Bye mom! See you tonight." I left out the door in a hurry, I never wanted to be late.

I didn't see Carlos this morning, and I assumed it was because he had gotten home just this morning; he was probably still getting ready and wouldn't be at school for a while. I went to first period and Kendall didn't bother me for once, not out of concern for me but he was too busy picking on someone else in the back of the room, I could hear him and the rest of the bone heads in our class making rude comments and grunting at each other in approval. I don't know what satisfaction they got out of making people upset, but it must be worth the torment they cause others.

Surprisingly the rest of my day went about the same, it was all dull, but only because I couldn't wait for tomorrow. I knew it wasn't a 'date' it couldn't be...right? I just couldn't wait to spend time with Carlos that wouldn't involve us being...best friends...but real time together, time where we would have meaningful conversations, instead of just mentioning the new video games that were about to be released.

My mom was waiting on me when I got home, she wouldn't admit she was waiting for me, but I could tell. "Hey mom." I said as I tried to run past her and go to my room, I should have known that wouldn't work.

"Sweetie, we need to talk."

"Yeah, mom?"

She looked at me nervously. "Are you sure about going out with Carlos tomorrow? It won't be too hard for you?"

"Mom, I'll be fine." I gave her a reassuring smile and ran up the steps to my room closing the door behind me. The rest of the night I spent doing my homework so I wouldn't have to finish it Friday night. After I got out of the shower I looked at my phone to see if I had any new messages and sure enough there was one from Carlos.

Sorry about missing you this morning, I was running a bit late. I'm sure you know why. Can't wait for tomorrow!(:

I smiled before typing my reply.

I can't wait either. What time and where?

It took a few minutes before I felt my phone vibrate.

Hmm. What about 8 at Red Lobster? You like that place right?

I chuckled, I didn't just like Red Lobster I LOVED Red Lobster. Carlos knew what he was doing, and if he was trying to rekindle the romance, I was definitely falling for him, and hard.

8 is perfect, and so is Red Lobster, see you then. (:

The next message took him about half an hour to send and by the time I got it I was anxious to see what he had to say.

Alright, tomorrow it is, I can't wait ;D

I started to freak out; Carlos put a winky face in the message.

Maybe he did that on accident

But I knew well enough that Carlos didn't make accidents when texting, when I went to sleep that night I felt overjoyed, tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. I just hope I would be pleased with the outfit I found.

The next day I was running around with the biggest grin on my face. It was now six o'clock and I was beginning to get ready for my big 'date.' I took a nice long shower, all the while thinking of how nice Carlos would look in whatever outfit he had picked out for tonight. I took an extra ten minutes than usual doing my hair because I wanted it to look just right and I put Carlos's favorite outfit of mine. I wanted everything to be perfect, memorable. I ran down the steps and told my parents I would be back in a couple of hours and I'd call if my plans changed. My mom gave me a quick hug and goodbye before I left. I knew she was worried about something but it was unclear what she had to worry about. We were just going to dinner. I shrug the feeling off before starting my way to the restaurant.

I arrived at the Red Lobster at 7:50, I was early so I just got us a table and sent Carlos a text telling him I was waiting, he didn't reply but I waited anyways. I ordered myself something to drink and at 8:00 I went ahead and got Carlos a drink too, sure he would arrive at any moment.

8:10 The waitress came back looking at the spot across the table from me with sympathetic eyes, maybe I should have taken her look a bit more seriously but instead I said, "He's coming, I know he is." She asked me if I wanted to order yet and I told her I'd just wait on my date.

8:20, still no sign of Carlos, I didn't know what to think, he still hadn't shown and I was getting worried. Carlos might not be on time for everything, but he still shows. I didn't want to leave and then he run in to say he was sorry, that he had gotten caught up in observing his kitten or his puppy just to find me gone.

So I sat and waited and waited and waited. At 9:30 my mom sent me a text asking how everything was going. I knew I had to tell her the truth, but I didn't want her to worry.

Everything is perfect mom. I'll tell you about it when I get home.

Maybe I should just go by Carlos's house and see if he's there.

Hey mom, I'll be back in a few, we're going to Carlos's house and I don't know when I'll be back.

I paid the check and left to go visit my best friend at his home. I didn't know if I was angry at Carlos or just surprised that he had stood me up for dinner. Maybe something bad had happened? I began to panic. I pulled up into the all too familiar driveway twenty minutes later and I went up to the door in a hurry. Although his mom had told me I never had to knock I did anyways and I waited some more, which wasn't hard since I had been waiting since Thursday night. When the door opened I couldn't help but gasp, it was Carlos who opened the door and he was smiling at me...

Why is he smiling? Did he forget about our date? What's going on?