The next update won't come in a day's time unfortunately, probably next week? I dunno, I have somewhere to be and I can't really focus on this. Don't worry, I'm not abandoning this. :D Anyways, I tried to make this chapter as happy as I could. So tell me if I failed or not...I probably won't be able to read them until I get back but still.

Chapter Eleven: Bonjour

"Logan, I'm going out for a while okay?" Kendall asked, knowing full well Logan wasn't going to say anything. He gave the dark brown, wooden door a quick knock before
deciding to just leave without a response. He was halfway across the hall when Logan's door opened, revealing the pale boy in a grey v-neck and pajama bottoms. On
one hand, he was holding his stuffed teddy bear 'Cargan' and on the other, was a garbage bag. Put two and two together, you get the obvious intentions.

"C-Can you throw this out on your way out?" Logan asked, handing him both of the items in question. He didn't make any moves to grab either of them, because Logan
needed to get out of the house. It's been a day since the kissing incident, and Carlos was smart enough not to show his face.

"Nope, you do it. I have a date with my 'girlfriend' Bye!" Kendall replied in an unusually happy manner, before walking out of the door to meet his fake date.

He was already downstairs in the parking lot, when he ran into someone very familiar. The stranger apologized in a very familiar tone, before picking up
Kendall's things for him. When the blonde got a good look of the other's raven locks, he immediately recognized him. Carlos.

"Carlos, what are you doing here?" Kendall questioned, his anger already seeping through his pale skin and drifting away in the air.

"I-I wanted to see Logan, is he home?"

"Yes."

"Okay, thanks Kendall." The Latino replied with a happy smile, already on his way to the main entrance of their apartment building. Kendall stopped him halfway there, blocking the singer's path to the genius upstairs.

"Where do you think your going?"

"To see Logan?"

"No, stay away from him. You've caused enough trouble alright?"

"But-"

"Just leave, he doesn't want to see you."

"Fine, but can you give him this?" Carlos asked, handing the blonde the phone Logan previously rejected.

The blonde simply nodded before walking away from the sad and depressed Latino, eager to see how James would react to his little fake 'girlfriend.' Camille was a good actress, and probably had a lot of experience with dating. So she was the perfect..let's say Jane Doe that James will never meet again. Make up and wigs do a lot of favors for people. He hopped into the black car, speeding off into the more busy district of California.

***Scene***

Carlos ran into the main lobby of Logan's apartment building, happy that he could finally talk to Logan in private with no interruptions. He ran upstairs, not bothering
to take the elevator which was a few floors up. Finally reaching the door, the short boy knocked happily on the brown door. Staring at the golden text that read '2J' as
he waited for a response. A few seconds later, Logan answered the door.

"Can I help-" The genius froze for a second, eying Carlos up and down just to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"Hi Logan, can I come in?"

"S-Sure.." he replied, scooting a little to the side to let Carlos inside. When they were both in, Logan closed the door softly before sitting beside the Latino on the
comfortable couch. In other unrelated news, there was a rip on the couch. He had to get that fixed.

A rogue hand made it's way to Logan's chin, turning his face to look directly into the brown orbs that seemed to dim as he scowled. Logan let out a shaky breath, a little nervous of what Carlos was going to tell him; 'Logan, I just want us to be friends.' or 'Logan I'm not gay, I'm sorry.'He looked away before his emotions got the better of him, but another hand creeped onto his shoulder, causing his body to tense up.

"Logan look at me." Carlos asked. He reluctantly turned his head to meet the other in what seemed to be a staring competition, something he also wished to avoid.

"C-Carlos look I know you didn't mean to kiss me okay? Just..tell me you don't like me and we can move o-" before the genius could finish his sentence, soft lips covered with his and prevented him from speaking any further. He let out a sound as he returned the kiss. A spark shot up his spine, and his stomach hollowed at the feeling. Sadly, his lungs required air and he had to pull away. But he did so with a smile, giving the Latino some level of comfort.

"Logan..I like you, a lot." Carlos finally spoke up, breaking the ice which both of them stood on. He planted another kiss on the pale boy's cheek, pulling their bodies closer. Logan freed himself from the embrace, standing up and nervously pacing. He was on the brink of happiness, but a lot of questions needed answers.

"Okay...but why me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..you could have anyone you want, and you pick me over them."

"Logan.."

"I'm just simple, plain old Logan Mitchell."

"Sometimes simple is what someone wants."

"I'm not rich, I don't have enough money to buy anything except food.."

"Logie.."

"I-I'm just a nobody. Everyone and anyone is better than me, even Katie has a lot of money."

"But I don't want just anyone, I want you. My Logie-bear." Carlos smiled, causing the other to blush. He pulled Logan closer to him, the genius nuzzled his head into his pecs, letting out a happy sigh. They both enjoyed the brief exchange of body heat, when Logan asked another question.

"What about your tour? Don't you have to leave for France soon?" Logan asked, his nervous behavior returning in the form of nail biting. Carlos swatted his hand away, and just smiled. That was not a good sign. He pulled himself up, before being forced down again by Carlos' warm arms.

"Do you know where your passport is?"

"Y-Yeah it's in my room why?"

"I want you to come with us."

"W-What? Y-You can't be serious Carlos..I can't pay for that!"

"You won't have to, I'll take care of everything."

"Carlos..this is a big decision for me, I-I can't just drop everything for you. I barely know you still!"

"So, let's get to know each other." Carlos replied, causing Logan to furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

"I'm not going to sit here and tell you my whole life story in one night."

"We have all month to spend time with each other. Can't you just have fun?"

A small silence broke out, before Logan finally gave in and nodded his head. "I-I was born in September 14, 1989." Carlos nodded his head, before giving his response.

"I was born on August 15th, also in 1989." Carlos replied, smiling as Logan continued to blush.

They went on the whole day, going back and forth exchanging facts about each other. At first, the questions were..very formal. Such as birthplaces, family and their origins. Then it evolved into casual talk, like how they got into the jobs they were in now. What happened to Logan's abusive father, and other personal things. They eventually got into a debate between what they would bring on a desert island, but not far enough into the debate to argue. This went on and on for a few more hours, when Kendall returned to the apartment at around five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Hey Kendall!" both of them greeted, causing the blonde to flinch.

"What's he doing here?"

"We'll talk about that later." Logan distracted his friend, getting up from Carlos' grasp and walking to the kitchen. "Where did you go?"

"Date."

"Wanna tell us about it?" Carlos asked, following his new boyfriend to the kitchen.

"Um..It's kind of a long story.."

"We have all week."

-Flashback-

"Hey Camille!" Kendall called out to the curly haired blonde sitting at the desk, she looked completely different. And he couldn't even see any of her actual features
through all the make up she had put on.

"Oh hey Kendall! Is he here yet?" Camille asked, eager to meet the James Diamond.

"He should be, he said he was bringing a date. Thanks for doing this by the way.."

"No problem, anything to meet James."

"Whatever." Kendall laughed, a little surprised she was acting like a little fangirl in front of him. Then again, when him and Logan first met the girl. She was head over heels for him too. But after a lot of explanation, and duct tape. They got her over he little crush, and everything was back to normal. "What time is it?"

"He should be here by now!" Camille protested.

"There he is." Kendall pointed, revealing James in a black suit with some girl in his arm. She oddly looked familiar, but he just shrugged it off as nothing. Everyone exchanged greetings before heading off to their chairs, both men a little unsure about their dates.

It's bad, I know :( Anyways, I hope my flight doesn't crash into anything. The next chapter is Kames. So REVIEW!