Logan's POV

How did I go from marrying the guy of my dreams, to finally nutting up enough to kiss Carlos, to seeing him with someone else, to following him home, to having a gun pointed at me? This was not how I imagined spending my Monday.

I like Carlos, but when I finally realized that it was too late. I had moved here from Texas, and at my old school being gay wasn't a good thing. So when I moved I kinda took that with me, but I really didn't have a problem with it. When I saw him, he was simply gorgeous, but I didn't say that, because the thought of me being gay scared me. Instead I started with the jokes, and I just kept going, just to get some kinda reaction from him.

I wanted nothing more than to make him smile, I've never seen him smile. Since I didn't know how to make him smile, I made him scowl and frown.

'OK, I'm gonna let you two settle this, Carlos if he tries anything I'm sure you'll take him.'

Carlos' mom said, pulling me back into reality.

'Of course.' Carlos said before his mom walked away, leaving me alone with Carlos.

'What do you want?' Carlos asked coldly.

'I told you, to apologize. I didn't know you were with Dak.' I said.

'I'm not with him, I was, but that was a long time ago. What you should be sorry for is kissing me.' Carlos replied.

'I'm sorry for that too, it was just-'

'Just what Logan, another one of your sick jokes? What, did you think I was gonna melt into you like some desperate slut? News flash, I don't want you.' Carlos said angrily.

Well that hurt.

'It wasn't a joke, I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you.' I explained.

'Why?'

'Because I like you.' I confessed.

Wow, this is the first time I ever said that out loud. To be honest it felt kinda good to put it out there. Too bad nothing is gonna change because of it. Carlos is still gonna hate me, maybe even more now.

'You what? No you don't, you're homophobic.'

'I'm in the closet, I mess with you so no one will think I'm gay.' I said.

'How long?' Carlos asked.

'First day I saw you I think, but I didn't want to accept it, but I wanted to you so bad. I know I cant make you smile so I took whatever reaction I could get from you.' I explained as I finally stood up.

'Well, I hope you know this changes nothing. I still don't want anything to do with you, but I'm gonna bury it for the next two months. After that, I'm done with you, are we clear?' Carlos said strictly.

'Got it.' I said in disappointment.

'Since you're here lets start early on this project, because I have no intentions of going back to school today.' Carlos said with a sigh.

'Me either, but can I ask one question?' I asked nervously.

'What?'

'Why did your mom point a gun at me?' I asked.

'My Papi is a paranoid cop, before they got married my Mami was a gang banger. So neither of them trust strangers, plus your quite famous here. Lucky for you Papi is at wasn't here.' Carlos said dully.

'Your mom was a gang banger?' I asked in shock.

'Yup, now let's get on with this project, but we're doing it in the living room, you're not allowed in my room.' Carlos informed before heading back to his room.

He came back with his backpack and led me to down the stairs to the living room, where his mom was.

'Everything alright?' she asked.

'Yes, me and Logan have to work together on a project.' Carlos said to her.

'What kind of project?'

'We're married.' I said.

'Ok, I'm just gonna leave, I have a lunch date with your father anyway.' she said as she stood up and grabbed her purse and sweater.

She walked past us on her way to the door, but she didn't leave until she gave me one last mean look.

'OK, we already have the how we met, so now we have to get to know each other.' Carlos said as he sat on the couch.

'Um...OK.' I said as I sat down as far away from him as I could.

We both sat silently for a few long minutes,

'This is awkward.' Carlos said.

'Yes it is.' I agreed.

'How about we try to make a list of things about ourselves and trade them and write the paper that way.' Carlos suggested.

'Study guide said it has to actually be discussed.' I informed.

'Fine, who goes first?' Carlos asked.

'Doesn't matter to me.' I replied with a shrug.

'I'll go.' Carlos sighed.

'Cool, let me get my note book out.' I said before pulling a spiral and a pencil out of my backpack. Once I was ready I nodded at Carlos to let him know he could start talking.

'Um, I'm an only child, I'm Latino and Mexican, it bugs me when people just say Mexican. I'm hoping to go to University of Barcelona in Spain for degree in business. I love reading and writing, my favorite writer is James Patterson, The Witch and Wizard series is...amazing. I came out of the closet when I was thirteen, after my two best friends came out as a couple.'

'Kendall and Jett right?' I interrupted.

'Yeah.'

'What are their last names?' I asked.

'Kendall Knight and Jett Stetson.' Carlos asked.

I quickly wrote their names down before signalling him to continue.

'My first boyfriend was my friend, who at that time was bi-curious, Dak Zevon. We dated for five months, but then he decided he was straight, so we ended on good terms.'

'It took him five months to figure that out?! How slow is he?' I asked in shock.

'Whatever, that's all you are getting from me, now your turn. Never thought I'd say this, tell me about yourself Logan.'