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Carlos sighed as he entered the apartment, shoulders slumped and a pout on his face. James looked up from the couch and smiled at him.

"So? How'd the date go?" he asked hopefully, trying to ignore the sad look on his friend's face.

Carlos glared at him, "It sucked. No girl is ever going to like me, James. So just stop setting up these dates, okay?"

James walked over to Carlos, rolling his eyes, "I'm sorry, man. I'm only trying to help you. You need cheering up."

"I get that you're trying to help me. But all it's doing is reminding me how perfect Lola was."

"Lola wasn't perfect," James reminded him, fed up of hearing Carlos whine about missing her. "Lola was a man."

"So?" Carlos mumbled.

James' eyebrows furrowed, "Uh, what?"

"Nothing," Carlos grumbled, turning to walk away to his bedroom but James grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"No. Hold up. What did you mean by that?"

Carlos let out a frustrated sigh and pulled his arm from James' grip, "I don't know, okay? Why am I not allowed to like a man? You're the one that's so against it."

"What, so you're gay now?"

"I don't know!" Carlos panicked. "I'm so confused. I just—just…I don't know!"

Carlos ran into his bedroom before James could stop him this time and he slammed the door behind him, turning the lock. James slowly approached the door and he raised his hand to knock, but he didn't know what he would say. His hand hovered for a moment but then he dropped it with a sigh, bowing his head and walking away. He wanted to help Carlos, he hated seeing his best friend in such a state, but he didn't know how to handle it. It made James uncomfortable and he wished that he could understand what Carlos was going through so that he could help him. So James decided to call someone who he thought might be able to help him.

James sat at the table at the back of the bar, his fingers anxiously tapping against the side of his beer bottle as he waited and watched the door. His head shot up when he noticed him finally arrive and he waved him over.

"Kendall! Over here!"

The blonde made his way over, hands shoved in his pockets.

"Hey."

"Hey, um, take a seat. Please?" James asked, gesturing in front of him and offering him the extra beer bottle.

Kendall grabbed the beer and took his seat, "Uh, thanks. What's this about, James?"

"Carlos. He's miserable."

Kendall raised an eyebrow at him as he took a drink, "What do you want me to do about that?"

James shrugged, "I thought you could help me. I don't know what to say to him."

Kendall stared at James in confusion, still not understanding what the man wanted from him. James sighed and picked at the label on his beer bottle, avoiding Kendall's gaze as he spoke.

"Carlos thinks…He thinks that he might like guys."

"Oh…Really?"

James nodded, "I want to be able to help him. He's so confused and he's beating himself up about it. But I don't know what to say to him. Just thinking about the possibility of him liking guys…it-it's still weird for me. I can't help it; it's the way I was brought up."

"James," Kendall sighed. "You've just got to try and support him. I know what he's going through and it is difficult. Make sure he knows that you're there for him and that you'll still be his best friend, no matter what."

James slowly nodded, taking in what Kendall had said. Kendall watched James, knowing that the brunette wanted to say something else.

"He still really misses Lola. Like, he's constantly talking about h-her. What if we set them up? They might—"

"No," Kendall cut him off. "I'm not letting you play with Logan's feelings like that. Logan knows how he feels about Carlos and it's been hard for him to get over the hurt that he caused. I'm not letting Logan go through that again just because Carlos is unsure of his feelings. It isn't fair."

James sighed, "Okay, fine. It was just a thought."

"I'm sorry, James. I wish that things would work out for those two, I really do. But I don't want to risk Logan getting hurt again…You could always take him out somewhere? Find some guy at a club? Nothing serious."

James' eyes widened slightly and he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, "Uh, yes…I guess I could. W-What if Logan's the only guy he likes though? He's never felt this way about a guy before."

Kendall shrugged his shoulders, "Carlos is the only one who's going to know that."

James nodded again, "Yeah, you're right. I guess I could take him out…see if he's interested in any of the guys."

"It couldn't hurt to try."

James hummed in agreement and returned his attention to his beer bottle, staring at it as he thought over what Kendall had told him.

"James? W-What are we doing here?" Carlos asked in confusion as he stared up at the name of the bar.

James shrugged, "Just thought we'd stop by for a drink."

"But, um," Carlos glanced around quickly at the people entering the bar and he gulped nervously, lowering his voice to a whisper. "But this is a gay bar."

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, it is," James nodded, grabbing Carlos' arm gently and leading him into the bar.

Carlos nervously looked around the room, taking everything in, "W-Why are we here, James? Oh, are you…?"

"What? No!" James replied quickly, shaking his head. "We're here for you, dude."

"Me? Why me?"

"Well, I thought that, maybe, since no girls were helping you get over…you know who, then maybe, I dunno, maybe a guy would?"

Carlos' eyes widened, "B-But I'm not gay."

"You said that you might like guys though?"

"I—I don't know. Not all guys. J-Just Logan…maybe."

James wrapped an arm around Carlos' shoulders, "Look, just give it a shot, okay? We'll go get a drink, you can look around a bit and see if anyone…takes your fancy. If not, we can go home."

Carlos' cheeks blushed pink and he avoided James' gaze as he gave a hesitant nod of his head. James patted him on the back and then headed to the bar, leaving Carlos to scurry behind him.

James watched Carlos as he nervously looked around, his eyes scanning the guys in the room. Carlos caught James' eyes and started to blush.

"This was a stupid idea."

"I'm just trying to help," James reminded him, nervously watching the guy beside him out of the corner of his eyes.

The guy was gradually coming closer to him and he smirked at James as his eyes looked him up and down. James' eyes widened and he grabbed Carlos' arm.

"Let's go and dance," he suggested, hurrying away from the man.

Carlos sighed and eventually started to dance along with James. He tried to relax but he found that difficult, especially since James looked just as uncomfortable as he did. James was carefully watching the other men in the bar, scared in case one of them tried to hit on him; he didn't know what he would do. He looked to Carlos and saw that his friend was doing his best to ignore everyone too. That annoyed James slightly; the whole reason they were here was so that Carlos could have a look and see if anyone interested him.

James noticed Carlos' eyes widen slightly as he stared at something just over James' shoulder. James glanced back in curiosity and jumped when he noticed a man standing directly behind him, smirking at him.

"Hey there," the tall, brunette grinned confidently.

James' eyebrows shot up and he let out a nervous laugh, "Um…hello?"

"I don't think I've seen you here before…"

"Yeah, well, um…I'm not gay," James told him, watching as the man's smile turned into a disappointed frown. "But, um, my friend here…H-He might be interested."

"What?" Carlos exclaimed in surprise, his eyes bugging out as he stared at James.

James shrugged his shoulders quickly and leant in to whisper to Carlos, "Just go for it, man. See what happens."

Before Carlos could protest, James had quickly weaved his way off of the dance floor and out of sight. Carlos was left, stranded in the middle, with a complete stranger whose eyes were scanning over Carlos' body. He froze when he felt the man grab onto his hips from behind and press up against him as he swayed to the beat of the music.

Carlos was too shocked to say anything. His mouth was dry and he swallowed harshly as the man led their movements. Carlos' eyes continued to scan the room, searching for James and hoping that he would come back and rescue him. He let out a small yelp of surprise when he felt the man's lips against his neck, pressing a light kiss there; his body stiffened as he froze.

The stranger behind him sighed and dropped his hands from Carlos' hips, moving around to face him.

"What's going on?"

"W-What?" Carlos gulped.

"Are you not interested?"

"I-I'm sorry. I'm not used to this."

"Well, do you want to get used to it?" the man smirked.

Carlos' eyes widened, "Um…what?"

The man placed his hands on Carlos' hips again and stared into his eyes as he stood close, "I think you should kiss me."

"What?" Carlos repeated, his hands shaking with nerves.

Suddenly, the man's lips were against Carlos' and the Latino gasped in surprise. His face scrunched up in disgust as he immediately felt the man's tongue push into his mouth and his hands gripped the man's biceps as he quickly pushed him away.

"No. I can't do this," Carlos told him, eyes wide.

"Do you want me to go away?" the man sighed.

Carlos nodded quickly, "I-I'm sorry. I just, I can't do this."

With a roll of his eyes, the man turned his back on Carlos and disappeared into the crowd, leaving Carlos alone and shaking in the middle of the dance floor.

Carlos took a minute to try and compose himself and then he pushed his way through the crowd of people, desperate to find James. He jumped and let out a shriek when he felt a hand on his shoulder but he sighed in relief when he looked back and saw James. He quickly wrapped his arms around his best friend and buried his face in his chest, taking deep breaths.

"Are you okay?" James asked, running a comforting hand up and down his back. "I, uh, I saw what happened."

Carlos shook his head, "I just want to go home."

"Okay," James nodded. "Come on, we'll go find a cab."

Carlos clung to James' arm as he led them out of the bar and over to a cab that was sitting outside. James told the driver their address and then opened the door, climbing in after Carlos.

As the car headed down the street, Carlos stared ahead, chewing on his bottom lip. James watched him in worry, resting his arm over the boy's shoulders.

"Carlos, buddy, you okay? W-Was it that bad?"

Carlos slowly turned to look at James, his cheeks a light pink, and he nodded his head, "I didn't like it. A-All I remember is-is his tongue. It was gross."

"Well, I guess you don't like guys after all then…"

"I like Logan," Carlos mumbled.

James' eyebrow rose slightly, "You do? Are you sure?"

Carlos nodded, "I liked kissing him."

"Well, you did think you were kissing a girl, so…"

"No," Carlos said nervously. "Not exactly."

"What do you mean?"

"H-He kissed me…as Logan, not as Lola. And I liked it. I-I thought that I maybe just liked being kissed…but that guy tonight…No. I think I liked it because it was Logan."

"Why don't you just phone him up, Carlos? Maybe if you apologise…"

"No, he hates me now…and I hate myself for how I reacted. He'll never forgive me. He deserves someone better. It's better if I just forget about him."

"Yeah, well that's not exactly working, is it?"

"I'll just have to try harder then!" Carlos snapped. "Just stop bring him up and stop forcing me on dates, okay James? It's not helping!"

James was taken back and he slipped his arm off Carlos' shoulders, turning in his seat so that he wasn't facing him anymore, feeling slightly hurt, "Fine."

Carlos sighed, he knew that James was only trying to help him and he appreciated it; he knew how hard this must be for James, he knew that he must be uncomfortable for him to talk about. But all the dates that James set him up on, all Carlos did was compare them to the time he spent with Lola and Logan and how none of these dates came anywhere close to them.

Carlos shoved his hands in his pockets and leant back against the bar as he waited for James to come back from the bathroom. He gazed around the room at everyone dancing and laughing with each other – some people getting a tad too touchy feely – and he sighed, turning around and taking a seat at the bar instead, watching the bartender as he quickly served his customers.

Carlos grabbed a handful of peanuts from the bowl sitting on top of the bar and he dropped a couple in his mouth. His eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure at the other end of the bar and he froze. He inhaled sharply and he hadn't realised that he'd unclenched his hand until he suddenly got a lapful of peanuts. Carlos yelped and jumped to his feet, scattering them onto the floor, and then his head shot back up, staring off down the bar again. He gazed at her for a moment, watching how the brown hair hung over her shoulders and framed her face, and how her bright red lips wrapped tightly around the tip of the straw she was drinking out of.

Carlos glanced around the bar again, his eyes searching for James. But when he couldn't see his friend, Carlos took a deep breath and wiped his hands nervously on his jeans before making his way in her direction.

"Hello, pretty lady."

Carlos watched as the girl turned to look up at him, her eyes widening in shock and recognition when she saw him.

"C-Carlos?"

Carlos smiled shyly and self-consciously crossed his arms over his chest, "Hey, L-Lola."

Lola slowly got off her stool and stared at Carlos, her eyes taking him in, "Wow, uh, w-what are you doing? Why are you talking to me? I thought that you hated me?"

Carlos bowed his head, feeling guilty, "I don't hate you; I couldn't…I-I just…I miss you."

"You…What?"

"I—"

Carlos stopped talking when a tall guy suddenly walked over to them and wrapped an arm around Lola's waist, pulling her up against his side.

"Hey, I'm back," he smiled at Lola and then he frowned when he noticed Carlos. "Who's this?"

"Uh, t-this is Carlos," Lola explained nervously.

"Carlos?" Alex frowned. "As in-?"

"Yes," Lola replied, cutting him off. "Carlos, this is…This is Alex. My…My date."

Carlos' face fell as he stared at them both, "Y-Your date? Oh…Okay. I guess I'll leave you alone. I just wanted to say that—that I'm sorry. I really am." Carlos sighed and turned to walk away, glancing back over his shoulder at Lola, "H-Have a nice night."

"Carlos, wait!"

Carlos stopped and turned back to Lola, "W-What?"

Lola sighed, "Please, d-don't go. Will you stay and have a drink with me?"

"Really? After what I said to you?"

Lola shrugged shyly, "I—I think we should talk. Unless…I mean, I'll understand if you don't want to."

Carlos quickly shook his head, "No, I want to."

Lola smiled and then turned to Alex, her smile turning apologetic, "I'm sorry…Do you mind?"

Alex sighed, "Yeah, okay. I'll, uh, I'll go find Kendall. Just come find me when you're done."

"Thank you," Lola told him, squeezing his hand in thanks.

Alex leant down to give Lola a kiss, but she quickly turned her head so that his lips hit her cheek instead. Hurt flickered in Alex's eyes as he pulled back and then he left them alone, Lola feeling slightly guilty.

"So, um, shall we get a drink?"

Carlos nodded nervously, "Uh…o-okay then."

"Or do you want to go somewhere a bit quieter so we can talk?" Lola asked softly, seeing how nervous he looked.

"Yes, please."

Lola gave him a small smile, "Okay then. Let's go get some air."

Lola led the way out of the bar and Carlos quickly followed after her, looking around for any sign of James. They reached the exit and Lola glanced back, making sure that Carlos was still with her, before she started to walk down the sidewalk.

They walked in silence for a while, both feeling slightly awkward and unsure how to start the conversation. Carlos kept opening his mouth to speak but quickly shut it, scared that he'd sound stupid.

"Um, so…Y-You said that you miss me?"

Carlos jumped at the sound of her voice and looked over at her, giving a small nod, "I-I do. L-Lola…I'm so sorry for what I said. I really am. I was, I was just freaked out a-and confused and shocked. I mean, I really liked you and I thought you were a girl but you're not and I…I'm sorry."

Lola sighed and chewed on her bottom lip nervously, "I-It's okay, Carlos. I should be apologising to you. I never should have kept such a big thing from you. B-But I really liked you too. I was just scared that I'd lose you if you found out the truth…and I did."

"We could, um…never mind."

Lola stopped walking and grabbed Carlos' arm to stop him too, "No, what were you going to say?"

Carlos shook his head, looking away in embarrassment, "No, just forget about it. You're with that Alex guy, anyway."

Lola sighed, "It's nothing serious. He's lovely and he makes me feel pretty and wanted, but he knows that I'm still not over you."

"Y-You still like me?"

"Yeah," Lola blushed. "I do."

"Well…I, uh, I like you too."

"Carlos," Lola sighed. "Please, don't."

"Don't what?"

"You don't like me. You like someone who doesn't really exist. You deserve someone far better than me. Someone who's not…Who's not a freak."

"No," Carlos quickly shook his head. "No, I don't want someone else. I want you. Y-You're not a freak. You're really cool actually. You're beautiful and funny and really interesting…and I like spending time with you and Logan. When you, uh…When Logan kissed me, I was scared. I was scared because I felt the same thing I felt whenever I kissed you."

Lola smiled, her cheeks blushing, "Really?"

"Really. I've never met someone who is as awesome as you; you're Lola and Logan. So that just makes you twice as awesome. I made a huge mistake running away and I haven't been able to stop thinking about you."

"I haven't stopped thinking about you either."

"W-Will you give me another chance, Lola? Please?"

Lola tugged her bottom lip between her teeth, "Are you sure? I-I don't want you to regret it."

"The only thing I regret is running away. I'm so stupid."

"You're not stupid. But y-you know that I won't always look like Lola, right?"

Carlos nodded, "I know and that doesn't matter. I like Logan just as much."

Lola blushed and bit back a smile, feeling slightly overwhelmed. Carlos smiled shyly at her and took a step forward. He nervously lifted a hand to lightly brush his fingers against her cheek, then tucking her hair behind her ear.

"C-Can I kiss you?" he asked quietly.

Lola took a deep breath and nodded her head, her hands resting on Carlos' upper arms as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Carlos smiled shyly at her and inched forward, closing his eyes just before their lips brushed together. Carlos sighed happily against her lips and he tightened his hold around her waist, pulling her up against his chest. Lola smiled into the kiss and linked her hands around Carlos' neck.

Carlos leant his forehead against Lola's as he pulled back to catch his breath, smiling widely at her. Lola ran her tongue across her lips, tasting Carlos on them and smiling. Carlos brushed her hair out of her face again as he continued to smile at her. Then he moved his fingers up, his smile faltering slightly with nerves.

"Can I?" he asked quietly.

"What are you doing?" Lola asked nervously as she felt his fingers at the front of her wig.

Carlos' cheeks turned pink and his fingers twitched, "I…I want to kiss Logan too."

Lola's cheeks quickly turned the same colour as Carlos' but she slowly nodded her head, "O-Okay."

Carlos smiled as Lola carefully helped him remove the wig, Carlos gently holding it by his side as he stared at Logan. Logan awkwardly ran his fingers through his hair, feeling slightly uncomfortable and incomplete without his wig. But the way that Carlos was smiling at him made a warm feeling appear in his stomach and he sighed contently as Carlos wrapped his arms around him again.

"Carlos, are you sure?" Logan asked, needing to be reassured that this was what Carlos wanted.

"Definitely," he replied, leaning in so that his lips ghosted over Logan's.

Logan swallowed nervously and quickly licked his lips. Carlos cupped his cheek and then finally brought their lips together. Logan relaxed into Carlos' embrace and kissed back slowly. Carlos smiled against his lips and then he opened his mouth, slowly running his tongue against Logan's bottom lip, hoping that he would open his mouth. Logan's tongue met with Carlos' and they moved together eagerly as the kiss became more heated and desperate.

They were both panting again as they broke apart, Logan gazing into Carlos' eyes and feeling slightly lightheaded. Carlos grinned and linked his fingers with Logan's.

"Do you want to go back inside?" he asked, glancing back at the bar.

Logan shook his head and gripped Carlos' hand, "No. I want to stay with you; I've missed you."

"Do you want to go for a walk?"

"I'd like that."

Carlos tightly held onto Logan's hand as they turned and walked in the direction of the park. He still held Lola's wig in his other hand but Logan ignored any looks they got from passers-by, his attention solely focused on Carlos, a huge grin on his face. Carlos rubbed his thumb against the skin of Logan's hand, glancing at him every now and again with a smile, his heart swelling every time he was met with Logan's crooked grin. He made a promise to himself that he would never let Logan slip away again.

They were finally happy again; this felt right.

James had returned from the bathroom and a small smile spread across his face as he noticed Carlos talking to Lola by the bar. He quickly made the decision to slip away unnoticed and let them talk, but he cursed to himself when he ran into Kendall. The blonde narrowed his eyes at him and James panicked as he started to approach him.

"James, what are you doing here?"

"Uh…nothing. Just out for a drink, y'know? Same as you."

"Are you alone?"

James hesitated for a moment before shaking his head, "Uh, no…"

Kendall frowned and opened his mouth to speak but then he closed it again in surprised when Alex walked over to him.

"Alex, where's Lola?" he questioned him in confusion, looking around him for his best friend.

Alex sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets, "She left with Carlos."

"What?" Kendall's eyes widened for a moment before they narrowed again and he shot a glare at James, "What are you playing at? Is-Is that why you text me the other day, wondering when I was free? You just wanted to know where we would be?"

"Kendall—" James started, but Kendall just shook his head and stormed off towards the exit of the bar.

James and Alex both hurried after him, catching up with Kendall as he stood on the sidewalk, trying to catch a glimpse of Carlos and Lola. He noticed them in the distance and began to hurry towards them but he froze when he saw them begin to kiss. James and Alex both stopped behind him and followed Kendall's gaze. A small smile spread across James' face and he felt relieved. He heard a sigh from beside him and he looked across to see Alex's shoulders slump in disappointment. Kendall turned to him also and patted him on the shoulder.

"Alex, I'm sorry…"

"It's okay," he shrugged, forcing a smile onto his face. "But I think I'm gonna go…Just, um, tell Logan that I'm happy for him. I-I hope things work out for them."

Kendall nodded with a sympathetic smile, "Okay…Take care, man."

Alex gave him a nod and then walked in the other direction, dragging his feet and looking for a cab.

"Um, who was that?" James asked.

"Alex. Him and Logan have been dating for the past week or so."

"Oh…"

Kendall glanced at James, seeing him looking slightly guilty, but then Kendall looked back at Lola and Carlos and he smiled affectionately; they looked happy.

"Did Carlos know you were planning this?"

James shook his head, "No, I didn't tell him anything. I just…hoped that it would work."

They both watched in surprise as Lola's wig was removed and Carlos caressed Logan's cheek before they were caught in a lip lock again.

"So, Carlos really does like Logan?"

"Yeah, a lot."

Kendall sighed, "Well, um, I'm glad. T-Thank you, James."

"You're thanking me?"

Kendall nodded and turned to face him, "Logan looks happier than I've seen him in a long while. But if Carlos breaks his heart again, I swear, I will hurt both of you."

James nodded quickly, "I understand. Hopefully that won't happen."

Kendall nodded, looking back at the couple in the distance, "Yeah, I think things will be okay..."

They watched, with small smiles on their faces, as Carlos took Logan's hand and they walked off down the street, Logan leaning against Carlos' side and squeezing his hand. Kendall and James both had a good feeling about this; their best friends were finally happy again.

So, they're back together! Yay!

But there will only be one more chapter after this one and I guess it's sort of an epilogue as it will take place a little in the future. The reason for this is because this story has been difficult for me to write and it has lost many readers and received negative comments, so I just thought it would be best if I wrapped it up so I could focus on the ones that people want. This chapter didn't exactly come out how I wished, but it's the best I could do. Also, since this story was supposed to be M rated (and it would have been if I continued it further) the next chapter will have that rating, just so people don't get annoyed and I don't have to change the rating.

Aaaaaaaanyway, that's enough from me now!

Please review and let me know what you thought of this chapter. I really do love hearing from you guys and I love those of you who have stuck by this story. Thank you x