Hey guys! So all week I've been working on this chapter. I blew off my homework this weekend just so I could finish this, so please, feel special. Lol. Anyways, I'm glad you all enjoyed the last chapter. It was really nothing much but a fill in, but you all seemed to really enjoy it and thank you for that. Ok, shout out time:
Alonewriter75: Oh gosh, is this how I sound? Lol, jk. And omg! Im sooorrryyyy! I had to add in more drama because I just fucking love it! But wait, I'm so confused. Are you mad at James or Kendall or…? Aha, I hope you won't kill me after this chapter.
TheUnkown: Glad you loved the last chapter. And look at for more Carlos in this chapter!
KattyBorz: You have no idea how happy I was to see you review! Lol, I'm so happy you are enjoying this story! Sorry that it took a while to update, but please tell me what you think after this chapter!
Princess HiNaMi: Yeah, I just wanted to get that out of the way so that's why everything happened so fast last chapter. But I'm excited to know you enjoyed the last chapter and you are still into this story.
Breanna Dominque: Haha, I love writing James having pregnancy symptoms! I can really bring out his dramatic self when I do! And lol, Kendall and James are just confused as to what to do at this point. Not giving much detail, but things will change soon, hopefully. ;)
Idontdanceigrind: Glad to see you reviewing. Please continue to review and we'll see what James does.
Guest: *squels* Yay! I'm not alone with loving pregnant James! Idk, you can like really bring out his character when he's pregnant. Idk, I just adore pregnant James. Lol, and I love the little idea you gave me. Please continue to enjoy!
No-Emotions-To-Cry: Thank you for understanding the struggles of school. Lol. I totally agree with everyone when they say Kendall was a complete asshole. Oh, well. Hopefully he'll make up for it.
Annabellex2: Glad you love the little spin. Please continue to read and enjoy and love Kames!
GrayAngel13: There is a time skip in this chapter, but it's only a week so it's nothing to big.
Thank you again to everyone who takes the time to review and tell me their thoughts. I also want to give a shout out to everyone who has followed and favorite this story. I feel as though I don't give you guys enough acknowledgment, so here we are! Any ways, thanks again to everyone and here's chapter seven! Enjoy! : )
Chapter Seven
Carlos hummed a soft melody to himself as he pushed his shopping cart down the cereal aisle. He had decided to take a day off from the shop and just try to relax. Fashion week was fast approaching and many modeling agencies wanted their models to walk in Carlos' designs, meaning Carlos had to design many different article of clothing for those models. All in all, it had just been a busy week for the short Latino and he just wanted to take a small break to gather up his thoughts and plan out the next upcoming events.
Chocolate, doe eyes roamed up and down the aisles, the Walmart shopping cart slowing down before coming to a complete stop. Carlos narrowed his eyes, one hand resting on his hip as he scanned over the varieties of cereals. He bit his lip, eyes lighting up as they fell upon his favorite cereal, Cookie Crips. The Latino quickly snatched up the box, nearly squealing in excitement before his eyes caught a hold of another cereal box, Cookie Crips Sprinkles. The designer slowly picked up the purplish-pink box, a small pout forming on his face. His would shift his eyes from box to box, pout, sigh, and then repeat the process again. Just as Carlos was about to make his final decision, a small sniffle caught his attention. Confused, Carlos set both boxes in his cart softly. Turning, he looked from side to side until he found the source of the sniffles.
To the right of the Latino stood a little girl, looking no older than five, holding onto her teddy bear tightly as she cried silently. Carlos' face immediately crumpled up in sympathy, his jaw dropping, making a soft, audible 'awe' sound. The short male looked around, confused as to where the little girl's mother was at. He then clicked two and two together, slowly figuring out why she must be crying. Carlos slowly, softly crept towards the little girl, placing a gentle hand on her small shoulder. The little brunette girl jumped in her spot, turning around slowly to face Carlos with wide, frighten eyes. Carlos offered her a small smile, slowly dropping to his knees so he was eye leveled.
"What's a pretty little girl doing all alone crying?" Carlos asked sweetly.
The little girl bit down on her bottom lip with a frown, more tears rolling out of her gray-blue eyes. She backed away from Carlos slightly, clenching onto her teddy bear.
"I'm not awowed to tahk to swangahs." Her voice barely above a whisper as she spoke.
Carlos had bite his lips to silence another sound of adore. He then smiled brightly at the little girl, offering out his hand.
"Well, how about we become friends? My name is Carlos." He said and the little girl hesitated before taking his hand. She sniffled, rubbing at her irritated eyes.
"'M Nicole." She said, looking at the older man with shy eyes.
Carlos smiled brightly at her, eyes sparkling. "Nicole? Oh my, that's such a pretty name!" He exclaimed getting a little giggle from Nicole.
Nicole suddenly frowned, fat tears rolling down her chubby face once more. "I wost my mama, Carwos." She said, head downcast to the floor.
Carlos frowned sadly, placing a hand on her shoulder once more. Just as he was about to say something else, a tall blonde woman came rushing over to the two.
"Nicole!" She sounded, placing her cell phone in her pink purse as she rushed over to her daughter's side. Carlos stood to his full height, taking a step back to let the blonde mother console her daughter. "I thought I told you to stay be my side. Are you ok?"
Nicole wiped away her remaining tears, nodding her head. "Carwos helped me stahp cwyin'." She said making her mother knit her eyebrows together in confusion. The blonde woman stood up, turning around sharply to only have her eyes widen.
"Oh gosh! You're Carlos Garcia!" She squealed in excitement, a big smile plastered onto her face. Carlos smiled back, kindly waving to the blonde female. "My name is Jo Taylor." She said, sticking out her hand for the Latino to shake. "I'm one the many models that will be showcasing your designs at Fashion Week."
Carlos' eyes seemed to glisten at the sound of that. He eagerly shook her hand back. It was always a pleasure to meet the models up front.
"Nice to meet you Jo."
"You too, and thank you for being so kind to my daughter." Jo began to usher her daughter away from Carlos, waving once more at the short man.
"No problem, your daughter is very adorable." Carlos said with a wave, shrugging it off as he smiled.
"Bye-bye Carwos!" Nicole called out, waving frantically with a bright smile. Carlos smiled at the little girl, waving goodbye as the two females soon vanished out of his vision.
Carlos sighed, looking back at the cereal boxes in his shopping cart. He shrugged his shoulders, deciding he'll just get both cereals and continued on with his shopping, his mind wandering to Nicole every now and then.
James held onto the hood of his grey hoodie tightly, one hand slipping to the front of his face to push his overly large shades up tightly against his button nose. The wind blew past him soundlessly, making his cheeks tint a faded pink. Cars and people flooded the busy streets and sidewalks. It was late in the afternoon, nearing two-thirty and James found himself standing outside of a large, grey-bricked building. The words 'Free Clinic' showcased themselves proudly in bright blue letters above the entrance of the building. The model couldn't risk going to the regular clinic, in fear of his face being the new headlines of the gossip magazines. Even here, James had to be careful not to be caught by the paparazzi. That's why he wore his hood up and sunglasses on to hide his face from any cameras, he also took the city bus downtown to avoid the paparazzi snapping pictures of his car.
The brunette model hugged his mid-section, tugging on his bottom lip with his teeth as he continued to stare at the glass doors. Go in, talk with a doctor and get this thing out of him. Such a simple plan, but a voice in the back of his head was keeping him from walking through those doors. Carlos' words replaying over and over again in the back of his mind, making the brunette doubt his decision. James shook his head, shoving his hands deep within his jean pockets. His whole body was shaking, eyes welling up with tears as he took a step towards the sliding glass doors.
James jumped back slightly when the doors slid open, a business woman walking out with her cell phone to her ears, heels clicking against the cement ground. James dropped his head to his chest, watching out of the corner of his eyes as the lady turned his way. She gave the pretty brunette a look, opening her mouth as if she were to say something but stopped herself and carried on with her business. James wiped away a stray tear, hugging his body close to himself. He took a deep breath, lifting his foot to take a step forward when all of a sudden his heart dropped. Tears just started to fall from his eyes as he let a thought sink in. If he went through with this, he would be killing his baby. His baby. His baby that would grow up to look like him. His baby that would have his big hazel eyes and flawless hair. His baby that would want to be a model or maybe even an actor. His baby that he would spend every single waking moment with. His baby that he would grow to love and cherish. He would be giving up on his baby before he even gave it a chance. James felt a pang go through his heart as he took a step back from the clinic. He wasn't about to give up on his baby. He was going to be there for his baby, even if he had to do it all alone.
James' heart jumped, stomach dropping when he felt his phone vibrate in his pant pocket. He wiped away his fallen tears, sniffling all about as he took out his phone. He didn't bother to check the caller id, instead just answering it right away.
"Hello?" He answered, trying his hardest to make his voice sound normal.
"Hey, James!" Carlos. "So I was at the store and they had these dog treats on sale so I got two. One for Sydney and one for Fox."
James sniffled again, walking away from the clinic to the bus stop across the street. "Thanks Carlos."
"No problem. Hey, where are you. It doesn't sound like you are home and you should be at home getting plenty of rest for you and the baby." Carlos said, his good hearing picking up the sound of cars zooming by and people talking loudly.
James choked on a sob, ducking his head to hide his face from the people who casually walked by. "C-can I call you b-back, Carlos?" James cried, struggling to keep his voice normal.
"Is everything okay, James? Is the baby ok?" James could instantly pick up the worry in Carlos' tone.
"I-I…I'll call you later." And James ended the call, ignoring Carlos' cries of protest. He sat for a minute, crying to himself as he planned out his next action. James unlocked his cell phone, scrolling through his contacts to find his manager. He hit the dial button, waiting patiently for the other to pick up the phone.
"James!" Came Lucy's voice as soon as she answered the phone. "I've been worried sick about you! Is everything ok? Did you-"
"L-Lucy, can you come get me? And p-please call L-Logan."
"And time! Almost one minute, Knight! What is going on with you, you're slacking." Caleb yelled across the ice rink.
Kendall growled under his face guard, dropping his hockey stick to the ice with a loud slap. He took off his face gear, chucking it across the rink with a hard swing. The blonde gripped at his hair, sighing loudly in frustration.
Caleb watched from afar at his client, watching as he threw a tantrum on the ice. The blonde had been doing terrible with his training all day. Caleb knew something was up, but every time he tried asking Kendall, the hockey captain would huff out in annoyance and start with the certain drill all over again. Caleb sighed, scratching at his jet-black hair under his grey beanie. His icy blue eyes glazed over Kendall's form, watching as he skated around in a circle. The trainer shook his head, reaching for his whistle underneath his jacket, he blew into it, gaining Kendall's attention.
"You got three laps in a minute and thirty. Better make it count or you're going to do it again and again until you make the time. And, go!"
Kendall growled, slamming his fist onto the ice, he took off. The blonde skated as fast as he could, mind focused on making the time before slowly drifting off onto another subject matter; James. All day, Kendall had been thinking of the brunette model. He had absolutely no idea why his mind decided today would be a perfectly good day to start fucking with him. As childish as it sounds, he was still beyond pissed off at James for breaking his heart; but then again, Kendall did the same thing to him by saying he didn't want anything to do with the pregnant model. Kendall's mind began to wander to their unborn child. He didn't want to believe that he had gotten James pregnant. He knew he was out of line when he tried denying their child, but the thought of becoming a parent scared the life out of him. Kendall wasn't ready to become a parent, he wasn't ready to take that huge leap into his life. He was still beyond young and had a lot of time a head of him to start a family. Right now was just not the right time, especially since he was a rising star and becoming more and more known around the world. He sure as hell was not about to give that up just because of some one night stand.
"You got thirty seconds left to finish these last two laps. Get your head out of the gutter and focus, Knight!" Kendall cursed under his breath as Caleb's loud, booming voice brought him out of his daze. He cursed again when he realized he was barely starting his second lap. He took off in a dead sprint, sharp blades meeting with rock hard ice. "Three…two…one. Time! You get a thirty second break then you're running three laps in a minute this time."
Kendall groaned out in frustration, skating around the rink to his duffle bag. He was breathing hard, chest heaving up and down with his sweaty hair matted to his forehead. He shuffled around in his duffle bag, bringing out his water bottle, where he took a long swing from it. He raised a bushy brow when he saw Caleb skating out onto the ice, placing orange cones in a zig-zag line around the rink.
"So, do you finally want to talk?" Caleb asked when he was finished placing down the cones. Kendall rolled his eyes, taking one last drink of his water.
"Fuck off, Caleb." He said to his trainer, moving on his skates over to his abandon hockey stick and face guard.
Caleb only side, shaking his head at the angered blonde. "I'm serious, Kendall. Maybe talking out your problems will help you be better focused."
Kendall stopped in the mist of putting back on his face guard. He slowly turned to his trainer, emerald green eyes flashing with anger.
"You're my trainer, not my fucking consular. Let's keep it that way." Kendall's hard tone sent a chill down Caleb's spine. The blue eyed male only raised his hands in defense, skating back over to the side lines, he pulled out his pocket watch.
"Ok, you have to skate through the cones three times under a minute." As he spoke, he tossed a hockey puck onto the ice towards Kendall. The blonde played around with the puck as he skates to the starting cone. Caleb waited as he got settled before counting down. "Ok, go!"
Kendall took off, skating in between the cones with the puck and his hockey stick. He finished his first lap in under twenty seconds, halfway through his second when he heard voices. The blonde looked up for a quick second, face crumpling up in confusion when he saw Logan talking with Caleb. Kendall shook it off, turning his attention back to the rink when a tall brunette caught his eyes. He did a double take, making sure his mind wasn't playing tricks on him. His eyes widen in shock, heart racing up when he saw James enter the rink, along with Lucy. And that's when it happened, Kendall wasn't paying attention to where he was moving on the ice and ended getting a cone caught on his ice skates. He stumbled around a bit, trying to regain his balance but made a terrible mistake when he wrapped his left foot around his right ankle, which made him tumble down to the hard ice. The blonde landed on the ice face first, a loud slapping noise echoing throughout the empty rink, gaining the attention of the four other individuals in the ice rink.
"Fuck!" He shouted, rolling over to his back, snatching his face guard off his face. He chucked it to the side, hands coming up to cover his aching nose. Caleb and Logan had immediately rushed out onto the ice, Logan slipping and sliding due to the lack of ice skates on his feet.
"Holy shit, Kendall! Are you okay?" Caleb sounded, voice filled with worry and concern as he held out a helping hand towards the blonde. Kendall took the offer, grunting in pain as his trainer helped him up onto his feet. Logan patted the blonde's back, checking over his face to make sure he wasn't seriously hurt. All three males turned their attention to the empty stadiums when they heard a loud, crackly laugh. Kendall's eyes darkening when he saw James doubling over in laughter.
James couldn't help the laugh that escaped his mouth. One minute, Kendall was skating around cones gracefully and then the next, he was falling face first. At first, the pretty boy was concerned, but as he continued to reply the event over and over in his head, he had to slap a hand over his mouth to muffle his giggles. Eventually, he let out a full blown laugh, this being the first time he actually laughed in a while.
"What the fuck is he doing here?" He heard Kendall say, and James wiped away a fake tear, a bright smile on his face as he looked down at Kendall.
"Aw, don't get so mad hot head." James mocked in a baby voice, giggling as he heard Kendall growl.
"I'm going to whoop your ass, James!" Kendall yelled at the laughing model, throwing his hockey stick to the ground and skating towards the brunette.
"Be careful, you might bust our face again." James teased, pouting when Lucy wacked him in the arm. Kendall glared at him, getting ready to take off towards the younger male when he felt arms enclose around his waist.
"Look, James didn't come her to fight. He came here to discuss some things." It was Logan's voice flooding in his ears, trying to calm him down. Kendall rolled his bottle green eyes, shrugging Logan off of him.
"Whatever." He mumbled, skating to the bench where he left his duffle bag.
Ten minutes later, James and Lucy come down to join Kendall and Logan. Caleb had left a couple of minutes ago, leaving the four adults alone. Kendall looked up from untying his skates, stomach fluttering when he saw James' lovely self. The brunette was wearing the most casual clothes he had ever seen him in; a grey hoody and fitted blue jeans. He had black shades pushed up on the top of his non-styled hair, bag under his eyes like he hadn't slept in days. Kendall couldn't believe just how beautiful James' natural self was. The blonde watched as the model avoided eye contact, looking everywhere but at him. Logan was seated next to Kendall while Lucy and James stood, though it should have been reversed.
"So, James, what did you want to talk about?" Logan said, breaking the silence and making Kendall look away from the beautiful model.
James shuffled from foot to foot, sighing. He placed both of his hands in his hoody pocket before looking at the two males seated before him. "I…uh. I-I decided to keep the baby." He said, voice barely audible.
At the sound of this, Kendall snapped his head back up, looking at James with shocked emerald eyes.
"Why?" He hadn't meant for it to slip out, having lost all self-control when James told the news.
James furrowed his eyes brows together. "Because it's my baby. I can't just give up on my baby."
Kendall just continued to stare at James, the two looking eyes for a moment before the pretty brunette looked away.
Lucy let out a sigh of relief, placing a hand on James' shoulder to gain his attention. "I'm glad you thought this through, James. And do not worry, this baby would not ruin your career. I promise we'll find a way to work around this. I'm just so happy you're going through with this."
James smiled at his manager, giving her a quick side hug before turning back towards Logan and Kendall.
"And I understand if Kendall doesn't want anything to do with us when the baby is born. I'm not asking him to stick by my side or anything, I just wanted to let him know that I'm keeping the baby."
At the sound of this, both, Kendall and Logan, looked up at James in confusion.
"What do you mean, James? Of course Kendall is going to be there for your guy's baby. I have no idea and probably don't really care to know what's on going on between you two, but I'm sure we can all figure something out. We'll work through this for the sake of this baby." Logan said, using his logic to get through both of the soon to be parent's head.
James smiled at him brightly, happy to know that both of the manager were being so supportive and helping. The four adults fell quite again, none knowing what to say next. It was Kendall who made the first action out of the new silence. He had all his things packed up in his duffle bag, grabbed it and slung it over his shoulder. Everyone watched him with curious eyes as he stood up, taking a few steps to stand in front of James. Hazel clashed with green, breathe mingling together as their faces were just inches apart. Kendall shook his head, taking a step back and walking off without a word, leaving the remaining three confused as to what just happened.
Carlos swayed his hips back and forth, humming as his Pandora radio station blasted through his house. He was currently in his kitchen, dicing up some fruit to make a fruit salad. He was wearing a pair of sweats that swallowed up his feet and an American Eagle dark blue sweatshirt. He had on his glasses, seeing as he was feeling lazy and didn't feel like putting on his contacts. Just as Carlos was putting the finishing touches on his amazing fruit salad, his door bell went off. The short Latino washed his hands under his sink before walking around his kitchen table. Along the way to his front door, he snatched his cell phone from his stereo, unplugging it to turn off his music. Just as Carlos made it to his front door, the door bell rung again. Carlos undid the lock, opening the door to only have his eyes widen.
"Logie!" He shouted, throwing his arms around his boyfriend's neck. Logan laughed, wrapping his arms around Carlos' small waist.
Carlos pulled back from the hug to take in Logan's attire. He was wearing a pair of sweats of his own, a black and white Nike hoodie. In his hands he held two Walmart bags that held unknown items. Carlos squealed again, cupping his boyfriend's face with both hands, he pulled him into a secure, warm kiss. It felt like forever since they two saw each other. Carlos had become extremely busy with his shop and Logan was busy dealing with Kendall. After the two short males pulled back from the kiss, Carlos hugged him again.
"God, I've missed you." He said, burring his face in the pale male's neck.
Logan nodded his head in agreement, kissing the top of Carlos' head. "Me too, babe. It seemed like forever since I held you in my arms."
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"Logie, what are you making in there!" Carlos called from his living room couch. After the two had a moment at his front door, Carlos invited his boyfriend into his home. Logan had told Carlos that he was going to be making him a surprise dinner so Carlos had to stay out of the kitchen. That was almost twenty minutes ago and Carlos has been whining ever since.
"Just be patient, Los. It's almost done." Logan called back, chuckling to himself at his adorable boyfriend. He could practically see the other male pouting and it was truly an adorable sight.
"You know I'm not a patient person, Logan." Carlos said, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at his TV screen.
Logan laughed at how Carlos used his real name. He began to set the table, placing candles in between their two plates. "Babe, you can come eat now." A few moments later, Logan her the paddling of his boyfriend's feet hitting the wood floor. Carlos' smiling face appeared in the dining room just seconds later, Logan blushing slightly at the younger male.
Carlos' eyes widen, face holding an 'awe' expression. His hands covered up his mouth as he took in the site before him. Logan had made them both steak dinners with mashed potatoes on the side. The dining room lights were dimmed, the only light source being the cherry scented candles. Carlos blushed as the slightly taller male pulled out his seat for him. He thanked Logan kindly, waiting for him to take his own seat before he started digging in his food.
"Wow, Logan. This is beautiful." Carlos said in mid chew.
Logan blushed, but shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I-I'm glad you like it." He stuttered, something he did when he got extremely nervous or shy. He had always stuttered around Carlos when he did something for the shorter male, scared that the Latino wouldn't like it. Carlos always found that ridiculous and that it was cute when Logan would stutter.
The two chatted throughout the dinner, getting each other caught up on their lives. It was halfway through the dinner when Carlos became distant, dazing off into thought.
"Car, you ok?" Logan asked, placing a hand over the darker skinned males.
Carlos jumped slightly, blinking a couple of time. He was confused as to why Logan was giving him a worried look.
"Hmm, what? Yea, sorry. I was just thinking." He said, trying to ease his boyfriend's concerns.
"About?" Logan questioned, slowly rubbing his thumb over Carlos' hand.
The Latino sighed, biting his bottom lip before speaking. "About James. I…I'm so worried about him, you know?" Logan sighed as well, getting up from his seat to pull Carlos into the living room. The two got comfortable on the couch, Carlos snuggling up in Logan's chest. "I know he's going to keep the baby and all, but I can't help but to worry about him." Carlos continued, whining softly when Logan placed a kiss to his forehead.
"Let's not worry about James right now. I know he's your best friend, but you have to believe me when I say he'll be fine. Let's just focus on something else."
"Like what?"
"Like us."
Carlos looked up at Logan with a smile, placing his lips onto his in a slow kiss. They pulled apart, smiling at one another before slowly connecting their lips together once more. Things began to get heated between the two, Logan slowly lying Carlos on his back on the couch. The older male climbed on top of the designer, their lips not breaking contact once.
"Is this what you wanted to talk about?" Carlos whispered when they pulled away. He fluttered his eyes closed, tilting his head to the side as Logan began kissing on his neck.
Logan traveled his lips up to Carlos' soft cheek, them continuing their journey until they landed on the Latino's sweet, soft lips. "Exactly what I wanted." He whispered, hot breath ghosting over Carlos' lips. Carlos smiled at him, hands roaming into his chocolate, brown hair. He pulled Logan back down to his face, where they engaged in another passionate kiss.
So I was planning on writing a Cargan sex scene, but realized I have no experience in that category with them…plus, I just wanted them to have a fluffly moment. But hey, we did get some Cargan action back. So I'm thinking of writing a Cargan oneshot so I can have experience with that couple, but idk what to write. If you guys have any ideas, please PM me and let me know. Also, don't forget to vote on my poll. Tell me what you guys want Kames to have, I'll be closing the poll when we reach chapter ten of this story, so hurry and vote. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and please review.
~Kaylah : )
