A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile! I've been pretty busy with school, but I'm back!

This chapter is a little short, sorry.

Chapter Seven

Before he went to bed, Carlos went over the conversation that he had with Logan earlier. It was obvious that he would have to stop this whole thing he had with Kendall. So many people would be hurt if he let it go on, not to mention himself. Carlos snuggled into his blankets and closed his eyes. Tomorrow he would definitely have a talk with Kendall.

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The next day was pretty uneventful for the most part. It was a Saturday, so the guys all got to laze around a little bit. Katie went off to scam some kids at the Palm Woods with the Blackjack kit she'd gotten for her birthday last year. Logan and James were off to see their girlfriends. Mrs. Knight went for a jog. Kendall was getting ready to leave for a date with Jo, and Carlos was getting ready to do one of the hardest things he had to do in his entire life.

"Hey." Kendall said, watching as Carlos came from out of the bedroom he and James shared. The shorter boy was dragging a huge garbage bag behind him. "Whats all that?"

Carlos ignored him. "Can we talk?"

Kendall nodded. "Sure."

"What are we doing?"

"What?"

"I mean, why do you kiss me and do those...things to me?" Carlos blushed. "What are we to each other?"

"I-I don't know." Kendall said, not sure how to answer that.

"I can't." The Latino said, softly. "I'm sorry Kendall. I love you so much, but I can't."

"You love me?" The blonde asked incredulously.

"More than you know." Carlos laughed bitterly. "Here." He dropped the garbage bag at Kendall's feet.

"What is this?"

"Letters. You don't have to read them, but I need for you to have them. I need to move on." The smaller boy smiled through his tears, clearing his throat before continuing. "I'm in love with you Kendall Knight. I love you so much. I'd do anything for you. So that's why I'm giving up. I'm giving up so that you can be with someone who you can love back. Someone who deserves you."

"Carlos..." Kendall started.

He shook his head. "Have fun on your date."

With that, Carlos left the apartment, and Kendall, behind.

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After his date with Jo, Kendall dragged himself and the garbage bag to Palm Woods Park. He pulled out each shoebox, putting them in chronological order by the dates that were written on them. Once they were in order, he opened the first box and started reading the first letter.

Dear Helmet,

I think I'm in love. I also think I'm crazier than everyone already thinks I am. I'm writing letters to a hockey helmet for goodness sakes!

Kendall laughed, earning a few weird looks from people in the surrounding area. He rolled his eyes and went back to the letter.

You know my friend, Kendall Knight? Well, that's who I'm in love with. James figured it out before I did myself. He says it's the way I look at him. I always tell him, 'I'm only thirteen! What the hell do I know about love?' But I do know something about love. I know that I don't like girls. And that my feelings for Kendall go deeper than friendship.

Just so you know, I don't expect him to love me back. Even though I don't expect it, I really, really want him to. I want him to say that he loves me. I want him to kiss me and hold me and never let go.

I guess it's alright to tell you this, since it's never going to happen. I just wish my heart would just get the picture already!

Thanks for listening, Carlos

He stayed in the park for hours reading the letters, up until his mom called his cell and told him to come back to the apartment. As he headed back inside, dragging the garbage bag behind him, he thought about every single letter he read so far. They brought back those weird feelings Kendall had felt for his friend back when they were thirteen.

Kendall was so enamored with Carlos back then, it wasn't even funny. He loved everything about the boy. He loved his helmet. He loved the way he was so innocent about everything. He loved the way he hardly said a harsh word to anyone. For a while, he thought he was in love with his best friend. He knew that Carlos probably wouldn't feel the same so he tried his hardest to forget about the boy, focusing his attention on girls instead.

Kendall sighed as he entered the elevator, thinking about his actions over the past week. At the time, all of those feelings of love came rushing back when he looked in the Latino's eyes. 'Sure, I kind of betrayed Jo, but she means nothing to me compared to Carlos.' He thought.

The blonde gasped, just as the elevator stopped on his floor. "I can't believe I just thought that!" He muttered to himself, pulling the bag behind him.

As Kendall entered the apartment, Carlos gave him a small, sad smile from his spot on the couch, and he immediately realized what he had to do. He was going to break it off with Jo as soon as possible.