So honestly, I didn't know what to have Kendall and Carlos do... so the Kenlos is actually very transient.
So I brought in Jarlos friendship and James sadness whee~.
I promise to develop Kenlos some more though... :)
"So I told you lots of things about me and my life in Munich. What about you? What are your interests and stuff? Do you play the instruments like me as well?"
Kendall and Carlos were sprawled out on the floors of Carlos' room staring up at nothing but the rotating ceiling fan.
"No I don't play anything," Carlos sighed. "But I like corn dogs."
"Obviously," the blonde laughed. "No normal person keeps four boxes of frozen corn dogs and gets real mad when someone eats the last one."
Carlos chuckled at that. Kendall had eaten his last corn dog a few days ago, and he was so furious he called him "dumb" and a "thieving bastard."
"Right, sorry about that."
"It's okay, it was a bit funny to see your face getting all read," Kendall teased, poking Carlos' cheek.
Carlos rolled his eyes.
"Shut up," he playfully muttered. "So what made you decide to come to America for a school year? You seemed to have such a cool life back in Germany, like so many friends and things to do."
Kendall didn't really respond; he just silently fiddled with the hem of his shirt.
"Kendall?"
Carlos flipped onto his belly and watched Kendall's now solemn face with concern.
"Look, let's not talk about it," Kendall finally replied.
"Family issues?" Carlos inquired. He knew he shouldn't push, but curiosity got the best of him. Why did he get all serious suddenly?
The tall German shook his head, but didn't elaborate. Carlos took that as a cue to shift subjects. The last thing he wanted to do was to make him feel uncomfortable.
"I like to pull pranks and make fun of James," Carlos continued, beginning to list his interests and facts about him again. "I don't take shit from people, but sometimes that ends up backfiring on me and come off as an asshole."
Kendall's lips broke into a smile. "I know."
Carlos gave an apologetic look and Kendall crawled to the Latino to pat his back.
"It's okay, I know you're nice person. All it took was walking around naked and lots of singing in German."
The mention of Kendall's previous naked escapades flooded Carlos' face with a rush of pink, causing him to bite his bottom lip.
"Are you getting turned on by the thought of me naked?" Kendall joked, elbowing Carlos in the ribs. "You know, you can just ask and I'll strip for you. You can even play music in the background, and I'll dirty dance."
Carlos shot him a bewildered expression and rapidly shook his head.
"W-what? No p-please don't do that," Carlos stammered. "J-just keep your clothes on…"
"You can handle me, can you?"
"…What?"
"You're refusing a strip dance because you can't handle all of me and my sexy. It's okay to admit. Not many can."
"Oh my God," Carlos groaned, covering his red face, absolutely mortified. The worst part was he couldn't tell if Kendall was just jesting about this or not.
Kendall busted out laughing at his new friend's reaction.
"Calm down, I'm just cracking jokes. I don't strip for just anyone anyway. Only boyfriends."
Carlos felt relieved and he no longer felt the need to pass out from sheer embarrassment. Although a striptease wasn't such a bad idea… Wait, did Kendall just say boyfriends?
"You're gay?" Carlos gasped.
Kendall quirked an eyebrow.
"Yeah, so?"
"N-no there's nothing wrong, it's just… good to know," Carlos shrugged.
"You are too, are you not?"
Carlos let out a breath and stared at his hands. It was just a complicated subject. All his life he had been chasing girls, not really noticing the same sex as anything more than platonic friends. However, when he did manage to get a girl to go on a date with him, there was never any chemistry between the two. It was all really confusing. But the more he thought about it, the more he started paying attention to boys. The only thing is he hasn't really tried for fear of disappointment.
"It's more complicated than that," Carlos admitted, facing Kendall again. "I've been on many dates with all different types of girls, but by the end of the night, my feelings for them are gone. I guess this kind of discouraged me, and so I never attempted to date any guys. I didn't want to disappoint them, and I didn't want to be disappointed."
"Carlos, in love, you have to be bold. You can't take small mini steps because you're afraid. It just doesn't work that way. Sometimes you just have to do it and not think about consequences."
"Yeah? Where were you years ago, Jesus Christ?"
The two started to shake with laughter as they began branching off into new topics, just generally about nothing and everything. They were soon interrupted by a text, Carlos' phone vibrating on his bedside table.
"Sorry."
Carlos got up from the ground to retrieve his phone and sat back down. He opened the message.
From: James Diamond
Message: Carlos, I did something so dumb. Shit, help me. AND IDGAF IF YOU'RE FUCKING KENDALL, I NEED YOU TO REPLY.
"Who is it?"
Carlos removed his eyes from the screen to answer the curious blonde.
"It's James. He's freaking out." He decided to leave the part about fucking Kendall out.
"What happened?" Kendall asked, frowning.
"No idea."
To: James Diamond
Message: what happened? and omg shut up he's right here…
Bzzzzz!
From: James Diamond
Message: I kissed Logan.
Carlos' almost threw his phone out of surprise.
To: James Diamond
Message: what? details now…
"Is everything okay?" Kendall asked again.
"I don't know… I'm sorry, I have to call him."
Kendall stood up and turned on his heels to leave the room, but Carlos grabbed his hand.
"We'll talk later, promise."
Carlos offered a smile and Kendall returned the grin.
"It's okay, just go help your friend okay?"
Carlos nodded and untangled their fingers. After the blonde stepped out and closed the door behind him, he immediately dialed James' number.
"Hello?" a strangled voice whimpered out.
"James, are you okay?"
"No. I'm scared."
"What even happened?"
"…Where's Kendall?"
"Who cares?" Carlos huffed impatiently, rolling his eyes. "James, answer the damn question."
"Why'd you ditch Kendall?"
"James, God damn it!"
"Okay, I'm sorry," he sniffled. "I was on my way to the drama room when I bumped into Jett and his stupid hockey friends."
"Oh no…" Carlos groaned. "I should've been there with you."
"No, you can't spend your entire life protecting me. Anyway, I pissed the hell out of him and they sort of punched and kicked me several times."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Logan stopped them after a while, telling them they're being dumbasses."
"Awww, that's so sweet!" Carlos gushed.
"No, turns out he only cared about championships. He didn't want to get disqualified," James bitterly spat.
"Oh."
"Anyway, I told them some things and left for the drama room right? I had to refill some paint cups with new water, so I went to the bathroom. Guess who was stalking me?"
"I'm gonna go with Logan?"
"You're correct. And he kept telling me that we should talk, but I didn't want to. I tried stomping off but he roughly pushed me into a damn classroom and locked the door."
"Kinky."
"God, shut up, Carlos."
"Sorry, continue."
"And we got into a really heated argument and he wouldn't let me go and so he said he wanted to make it up to me and—"
"Breathe, James," Carlos reminded. "Don't kill yourself."
James cleared his throat and took a few steady breaths.
"And basically, I almost told him that I, you know, like him. Then he said that he wanted to make it up to me, and so I kissed him."
"…You just… kissed him?"
"Yeah, I want to kill myself right now," James muttered.
"But where the fuck did all this courage come from?"
"Honestly? I don't know. I guess I was just so pissed that I couldn't think properly… How am I supposed to show my face tomorrow? I was perfectly fine being the silent kid in the background that no one gave a shit about. I was fine with being the nerdy boy that those stupid jock shitheads liked to push into lockers."
"James, I don't even know how to respond to this," Carlos admitted with a sigh. "Just know I'll be here for you, alright? Every step of the way."
"Thanks, I guess," James glumly replied. "If you don't mind, I'm going to drown my sorrows with some Calculus."
"Are you shitting me right now? Who does math when they're upset?"
"The derivatives aren't going to solve themselves, you know. And honestly, schoolwork is the only thing that makes me feel like myself. I should've never agreed to be his friend in the first place."
"I hate that you're blaming yourself. You know it's not your fault, right?"
"How is it not?"
"He gave you false hope, and frankly, if he can't see that you're worth more than this social status, then that's his loss."
"Imagine if word got out that he was friends with the biggest loser in the school. His life would be a living hell, Carlos. I don't want him to be like me. I don't want him to be treated like dirt, because he's worth more than dirt."
"And so are you," Carlos argued. "You shouldn't have to take this shit from people."
"I know. Look, just… please don't try to fix things for me okay? I just need someone to talk to and have my back, so don't say anything to Logan or anything. Promise me that."
"Alright, fine, I promise," he reluctantly agreed. How did James even know what he had in mind?
"Bye, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye James. Feel better."
Carlos hung up the phone and set his phone aside. He had so many mixed emotions right now. Part of him wanted to find Logan and tear him up to shreds as well as kick Jett in the vagina. Yes, vagina. The other part of him wanted to remain loyal to his best friend, and he couldn't break the promise. He needed someone to rant to. Someone like… Kendall.
"Kendall? Can you come in here?"
A few moments passed, and the cute blonde poked his head in.
"Yes?"
"I need someone to talk to… I'm both sad and mad at the same time."
"Sure," Kendall shrugged and stepped in. "What's wrong?"
"A lot."
Kendall kneeled beside Carlos, who was slumped on the floor.
"I'm listening."
Kendall's such a wild person omg. Just... the strip teasing part made me blush as I wrote it.
Carlos needs to tame him. Ha. Sexual joke. ._.
So lucky James gets to see Logan tomorrow at school yikes. He sits near him in math class lol lol lol.
What do you think is going to happen? Do they say anything or? :)
