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Chapter 12

The car ride back to Carlos house was…interesting. It was silent, and it wasn't an awkward silence, but just…silent. I spent the ride thinking about that kiss that I had wanted to feel for so long and how it was everything and more than I expected. I wasn't sure how Carlos felt about it, but there was no denying that we had a moment, and then it seemingly disappeared like nothing happened.

So now I'm back in the car; silent, confused, and yearning for more, but I don't want to be pushy and from what it seems, neither does Carlos. I want to tell Kendall, but he would freak out, and I want to tell James but he would blow it out of proportion.

During the ride, I found myself wondering, what kind of couple would we be? Would we be the couple that everyone wants to be? Would we fight a lot? Would we be the lovey mushy couple? How long would we last? A day? A month? Forever?

As a friend, I knew where Carlos and I stood, but in a relationship I really didn't know and I guess it's because I've never really had a real relationship to know. I do know that I would love to find out, and I'm finally admitting that to myself. I like Carlos a lot; I just hope he feels the same way.

After a seemingly long ride, we finally pulled back into the driveway of Carlos parents house. We got out of the car and walked inside of the house. We walked inside and I was immediately hit with the aroma of dinner, which immediately made me smile.

"Guys, is that you?" Sylvia called from the kitchen.

"It's us," Carlos walked into the kitchen.

I followed behind him and smiled at Sylvia, who was giving a just as bright smile. There was a man beside her, who I assumed was her husband. He turned to me and held out his hand.

"Logan," he said with a smile. "You must be Philip's boy."

"Nice to meet you Officer Garcia," I shook his hand. "You know my father?"

"Oh yes, we're good friends," Officer Garcia said. "We went to college together and everything. I know what happened between you two, but don't worry about it too much, he'll come around."

I gave a failed smile.

"Alright Papi, that's enough deep conversation," Carlos chuckled.

I could tell that Carlos was looking at me, but I wouldn't bring myself to look at him. Carlos and I decided to help finish dinner and then we all sat around the table and just have regular conversation; I felt like I was bonding with Carlos' parents. I was also learning a lot more about Carlos, Kendall, and James, such as the fact that Carlos and James used to hate each other and how Kendall ultimately wants to have a record label.

"So Logan, how do you like it out in L.A.?" Officer Garcia asked.

"I like it a lot, there are so many opportunities," I said. "I miss my family here but I'm pursuing my dream."

We continued to just have a conversation about life and get to know each other a little better. I actually felt like I was having a family meal, and it made me happy. It was nice to be able to talk to people and not worry about their judgement, Carlos' parents were amazing listeners and I've never met people so supportive.

After dinner, I couldn't help but yawn; it had been a long day, especially after our flight.

"Oh dear, you must be tired," Sylvia said.

"Of course they are, the time zones are different from California," Officer Garcia said.

"You want to get ready for bed?" Carlos looked at me.

I nodded, yawning again.

"Alright, we're going upstairs," Carlos said. "Night guys."

"Thank you guys so much for dinner, it was delicious. Goodnight," I smiled politely.

"Goodnight boys," his parents smiled.

We went upstairs and before I could say anything Carlos walked into the bathroom. Was he mad at me? This whole evening I couldn't tell whether he was upset, or just trying his best to avoid bringing it up with me, but it didn't matter.

I turned on the TV in his room and grabbed my phone, seeing that I had a text from James.

J: Have you guys had sex yet?

L: Is sex all you think about?

J: So is that a yes? ;)

I decided to not even respond after that. Sons of Anarchy was on so I decided that I would watch that. About 15 minutes later, Carlos came out of the bathroom, just a towel hanging loosely around his waist. I'm pretty positive my jaw dropped.

"Your turn…unless you want to watch me get dressed," he was smirking ever so slightly.

Without saying anything, I got up and went into the bathroom, closing and locking the door. I looked in the mirror seeing how red my cheeks were. He was definitely teasing me, wasn't he?

I got into the shower and did what I had to do before drying off and walking back into Carlos room. He whistled before standing up and walking over to the door.

"I'll let you change in peace," he winked before leaving the room.

What the hell was that? I honestly don't know. I got dressed quickly before Carlos came back, which happened to be twenty minutes later.

"I don't know about you but I'm beat," he said, climbing into his bed.

He patted the spot next to him on the bed and I climbed into bed next to him. He turned the lights and the TV off and we both lay there motionless, but neither of us were asleep.

"So…" I spoke into the darkness. "Are we going to talk about all of that stuff?"

"All of what stuff?" he asked.

I lay there for almost thirty seconds before responding.

"Absolutely nothing," I said. "Night Los."

"Night Loges," he said.

When I woke up next, it was still dark outside, but it felt a lot colder. I looked at the clock which read 3 AM, it didn't take me long to realize that I was shivering. I wasn't expecting for a pair of arms to wrap around me. Being half awake, it took me a minute to realize that it was Carlos.

He pulled me to him and I rested my head on his chest, immediately feeling warmer.

"We both know Minnesota nights get cold," he said groggily. "Maybe this will make both of us more comfortable."

I was smiling in the dark before falling back to sleep.

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