Chapter 7
A/N- hey you guys! So here it is…the seventh chapter. I know all of you are kinda mad at Logan for doing what he did. But I think you'll are gonna like what I have in store for you.
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"Can you believe it Camille? He is not talking to me. ME!" Logan almost screamed.
Camille waved her hand at him, telling him to keep it down. They were currently bunking their math's HL class while sitting in the girl's washroom. And though it wasn't the ideal place to discuss ones gay crush, neither of them minded.
"Well what else do you expect logie? He wrote you a poem and you laughed in his face. I mean, c'mon, even someone like jett wouldn't do something that."
"I know Camille, I know. I-its just that…I've never felt this way before for anybody, you know. And it's strange 'cause I've hardly known Carlos. But…I don't know, this is all so fucked up." Logan Groaned towards the end.
"Hm, I think I know what you mean. Okay, tell me, are you attracted to Carlos? And I don't mean just physically." Asked Camille.
"Yes, off course I am. To be honest I would've never though that someone like me would be interested in someone like him. But now, when I come to think of it...I do like his personality. Well, at least I like that Carlos who wrote that poem for me, the one who's favorite color is purple and the one who goes to wired lengths to protect his loved ones."
"Okay, so you like him. Now all you have to do is let him know that."
Now this kinda scared the shit out of Logan. "W-what? How?"
Camille slowly came close to Logan and whispered something into his ears that first made the pale boy giggle, then blush and finally smile as if we had just cracked the worlds most difficult math equation.
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Carlos was just standing there, trying to bang his locker open. Unfortunately, he hadn't been successful so far and the last bell had already rung almost fifteen minutes ago. Damn, he was going to be late for English again, his favorite subject.
"Want some help with that?" Carlos knew whom the voice belonged to even before he turned.
"Why are you here?" asked Carlos.
"Well, it's a school and I still haven't graduated. You do rest of the math."
"Look Logan, whatever it is that you want I don't have it. So can you please get lost for Christ sake!"
"That where you are wrong, you do have what I want. In fact, you are the only person in this whole wide world that can give me what I want." Logan said, now smiling and leaning against the locker next to Carlos's.
"Oh really and what exactly is that you want?"
"A date with you." And now this left Carlos speechless. He had though that after Logan had laughed at him and his poem, all he would want with him is to tell Carlos to stay away and that he wasn't interested. But this, this he wasn't expecting.
"ya, well…you are not going to get it." Carlos said, now finally being able to open his locker.
"I though you would say something like that and that's why I got you a gift." And with that Logan pulled out the pictures of him and Carlos kissing in the photo-booth. Carlos just started at him blankly.
"if you refuse to go out on a date with me, the whole school would see this picture and know your little secret."
Carlos was completely and utterly shocked. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that Logan would do something like this.
"ha, you wouldn't dare. If you haven't noticed you are in the picture too. And no body in the school knows that you are gay as well. So, if you send out this picture, they will all know."
Logan just laughed as if Carlos was the biggest idiot ever. "well, the chance to go out on a date with you is just too good to miss. So, I guess I'll take the risk."
Carlos just groaned at that. "what makes you think I'm not going to knock the light outta you for blackmailing me?"
"you didn't hit me when I laughed at your poem, I hardly think that you are going to hit me now."
Carlos just stomped his foot and walked towards his class, but not before showing Logan the finger.
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"so where are you going again?" Carlos asked, clearly annoyed.
"will you hold on. We are almost there."
"ya, well that's what you said fifteen minutes ago."
"I said that 'cause you wouldn't shut it and guess who was right?" Logan said pointing a figure towards himself and making the face of great victory.
Carlos just sighed at that and started to look out of the window. It was raining heavily, which wasn't a surprise since it rained almost every month of the year. Even though Carlos could hardly make out the roads and streets, the area looked strangely familiar. Just that instance, the rain started to slow down and after about ten minutes stopped all together.
And that's when Carlos realized it. As if on cue the car stopped and Logan in a sing-a-song voice announced that they were there.
"h-how did you know?" asked Carlos, shocked and surprised at the same time.
"I asked Roberto. You gotta give that kid some credit, has the memory of an elephant."
Carlos smiled, got out of the car and started walking towards the park. The same park he and his brothers used to visit when his mother was still alive. This park held a lot of memories, ones with no gang wars or blood or judgment. And Carlos missed that.
"care to swing with me?" Logan asked offering Carlos his hand. Carlos who was still in shock took it gracefully. Logan led him towards the sings area and sat down right next to him on the swing.
"you know I haven't been to this park since mum died." Said Carlos.
"why?"
"I don't know, guess there were a lot of memories here."
"but they were all good ones, right?" inquired Logan.
"yes Logan, but sometimes the good ones hurt more than the bad ones."
There was brief silence.
"can you get over the hurt and try and make some good ones with me?" asked Logan with the most sincere smile Carlos had ever seen.
"ya, I guess we can."
"what about you, hot stuff? Anything more I should know about that perfect little life of yours?" asked Carlos.
Logan just laughed bitterly. "we can start with the fact that it's not perfect. In fact, its far from that."
"don't lie to me."
"am not."
There it was again. Silence.
"my parents…they are not happy. With their marriage, Presley or me. T-they just want more and more and I can't give them that. And neither can Presley, I don't even want to put her through that pressure. But it seems like the more I want to make things right, the more it back fires on me."
"what did your parents say when they found out you were gay?" asked Carlos.
"they were-are-fine I guess. I mean, they didn't throw me out of the house or anything. But I'm not sure of they are fully comfortable with it. I still think they secretly wish that this is just a stage and I just grow out of it."
"who else knows about you being gay?"
"my family, Camille and you. I'm pretty sure Roberto, Kendall and James have guessed our secret by now. But that's all." Logan said.
"did your parents forbid you from telling anyone else?"
"…something like that."
"what about you? How many people know that you are into guys?" asked Logan.
"no one."
Silence.
"seriously? No one knows?"
"well, you know. And I'm sure Kendall, James and Roberto have guessed it by now. But that's all." Carlos said.
"have you ever said those three words?" asked Logan.
"no." Carlos said, while trying to write his name in the sand with his shoe.
All of a sudden Logan was out of the swing and on Carlos lap, hugging him. This was a foreign felling for him, initiating a hug. But he sure as hell was enjoying it.
"I'm sorry." He whispered in Carlos's ear and for some unknown reason, it made sense. Carlos grip tightened around his waist and soon Logan's lips were on his ears. This tongue slowly making its way into the hole and then running across the folds and creases. Then he moved to Carlos's check, a quick peck and then finally, he planted a big one on his lips.
This wasn't like the kiss at the photo-booth. This one was more planned and careful. Soon their tongues were together, fighting for control. Carlos won, off course. Logan on the other hand was pleased to give up control and was enjoying himself thoroughly. The dominating Carlos was turning him on way more than he would have liked to believe and he knew what he would be jerking off to tonight. But this was a sweet moment, not a sexy one. And Logan had to pull away before he embarrassed himself in front of this sexy beast.
"now I know." Logan said.
"know what?"
"know why I am so attracted to you. Get this wired bond between us."
"you do?" asked Carlos.
"yes," said Logan, running his hand through Carlos's hair. "you are me Carlos, just in a different world."
And Carlos got that too, understood it in a wired manner. He knew what Logan felt like pretending to be someone the world expects you to be when in reality you are not. he was glad, glad that now he had someone he could share it with. Someone who knew how it felt. Someone who knew the real him and expected him for that.
"you know you are the first guy I have ever kissed."
"you are the first guy I have ever kissed, too." Logan said.
Carlos just raised an eyebrow at that. "seriously?"
"yup, I'm not really allowed to date, I guess. Since if I do everyone will get to know my little secret and ruin my parents perfect reputation."
"so does this mean that if I ask you right now to be my boyfriend, you would say no?" asked Carlos.
"well, when you put it that way…." Before Logan could finish raindrops started hitting the ground, making the sand and them wet. And though it was only drizzling, both the boys knew that it wouldn't take long for the actual pour to start.
Logan got up from Carlos's lap and started to rush towards the car, but Carlos grabbed him wrist and pulled him back. Now there were only a few inches between their lips. Both of them dying to taste each other again but resisting.
"you didn't answer my question, Mitchell."
"ah, so impatient."
"yup, it's a Latin thing."
"well then, good from you I'm into Latinos." Said Logan.
"so should I take that as a yes?"
Logan broke free of Carlos's grip on him and ran towards the car. Leaving Carlos behind to chase him. Both the boys were soon inside the car, safe and warm. Holding, laughing, tickling and kissing each other.
Anyone that could see through the rain, could make out how happy the two really were. But tall man, wearing the black raincoat, who was lurking in the shadows the entire time, didn't look every happy seeing the boys like this.
Falling in love.
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A/N- ha-ha, so here it is. Logan and Carlos are finally together. But being the bitch that I am, I'm leaving you with another cliffhanger.
So keep guessing suckers. But I'll give you a hint this tall man in black may rain over little logie and Los's love parade.
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