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Okay, so it looks like the majority of you believe the bad guy is Logan's dad. Well, I'm not giving away who it is, but just to clear things up, it isn't Logan's dad. It's someone else, so, guess again. :P
Behind The Lens
Chapter Eleven; Things Change And So Do People.
The light beamed through the window once more, illuminating the two boys wrapped up in the covers. After the photoshoot yesterday, they spent the entire day doing everything together. But due to the many fangirls that somehow managed to track down Logan, they simply retreated back to Carlos' apartment for the day. A day involving a lot of movies, food, a blanket and a cuddle on the couch.
With Logan making the relationship official, it just made everything seem so much easier. Before, even though Logan felt comfortable around Carlos, he still maintained his barriers, just incase Carlos wasn't going to always be there for the teen sensation. But now, after throwing away his entire career and any reconciliation with Johanna, he only had Carlos.
Carlos' arms were wrapped around Logan's waist tight, their naked torsos pressed against each other. Carlos' eyes were the first to open, noticing the boy in front of him. His heart fluttered as he remembered the entire day he had spent with Logan. From the kiss on the beach to the kiss goodnight, it was all so surreal, so perfect. Everything Carlos had ever wanted was right in front of him, curled up against his chest, heavy breathing breaking the silence in the room.
"Logan, it's morning." Carlos gently whispered, slightly shaking Logan's shoulder.
Logan stirred for a moment, his eyes flickering open. "Morning."
"Morning yourself handsome. So, pancakes or waffles?" Carlos smiled, the warmth flooding his body.
"Either, I don't mind," Logan said, leaning up to plant a chaste kiss on Carlos' cheek. "As long as I don't have to go anywhere, I'm happy."
"You're just lazy." Carlos teased, climbing over Logan to get out of bed.
"I think you'll find I'm far from it, seeing as I kissed you in front of the camera yesterday," Logan bit back, throwing his feet to the floor. "That was far from lazy."
"That wasn't about being lazy, that was bravery." Carlos retorted with a smile.
"Same difference. Can I have a shower?" Logan asked, pointing to the bathroom.
"You didn't ask yesterday," Carlos laughed, noticing a stern look from Logan. "Of course, you can use it without asking."
"Thank you baby." Logan teased, sticking his tongue out as he disappeared into the tiled room.
Carlos smiled, turning to open the fridge. It was rather empty inside, although the minimal amount of ingredients required to make the pancakes were there. Carefully, Carlos scooped up the collection before placing it all on the counter, working his magic as he created the work of art known as breakfast.
As the breakfast began to cook, Carlos looked around his apartment, acknowledging how empty it was. Besides the small amount of furniture he always had, it never felt like his home. With Logan staying around, it made it feel like a home. It was hard to explain, but Logan even spending one day with Carlos in his apartment made the Latino feel whole. Like a missing piece to a puzzle.
Logan soon reappeared, dressed in a bunch of clothes Carlos' have generously gave him.
"Whatcha think?" Logan smiled, spinning on the spot.
Carlos laughed. "You look amazing, of course."
Logan moved over to the table, taking his seat as Carlos placed the plate in front of him. Carlos soon joined him with his own plate, sitting opposite. They shared small smiles as they dug into their food, Carlos in particular smiling with a mouth full of pancake and syrup.
"So," Carlos said, quickly gulping the food in his mouth. "I never did ask, but I thought you said your mom would be at the photoshoot yesterday?"
Logan shrugged his shoulders. "Guess she was that disappointed in me, she didn't bother to turn up, not that I'm complaining."
"Well, after what you did, I don't think she's gonna take it too well." Carlos frowned slightly.
Deep down, Carlos was more nervous of Johanna's reaction than Logan probably was. It wasn't that he regretted the kiss that was going to be on magazines everywhere, it was just, was he good enough for Logan? Logan just went and put everything in jeopardy, just to be out in the open with Carlos. Sure, it made his heart melt like a butter, but at the same time, many self-doubts rose on whether he was good enough.
After all, he had big expectations to fill.
"I know, but who cares. I haven't seen her in what, 2 days?" Logan asked.
Carlos nodded.
"And in those 2 days, I've never been happier. Finally, I'm away from her watchful eyes." Logan said, slightly sarcastic at the end.
"Neither have I," Carlos sweetly smiled. "Has she texted you or anything?"
"A few times actually, just been deleting them.." Logan shrugged his shoulders once more as he cut into his last pancake.
Carlos lightly nodded as he finished his pancake, watching Logan finish his so slow and gentle. Whenever Logan ate, he always cut it into little bits and used proper etiquette. Something that Carlos never really knew about, let alone try it out.
"Plans for today?" Carlos asked as he picked up Logan's plate.
"Well," Logan replied. "I was actually thinking of going to see Sabby and Drew? See how everything went at the party after I, y'know, ran out."
"Sounds fun, I might go and see Kendall or Luce." Carlos grinned.
Logan nodded with a smile, walking over to the bed to collect his keys and phone. He never told Carlos why he ran out in tears. In fact, Carlos never asked. He didn't know why Carlos didn't ask him, but really, he was thankful. He doubted he could of told Carlos that James had pulled some moves on him prior. For all he knew, it might tear Carlos apart, especially since finding out about Henry and their past together.
"So, I'll see you later, yeah?" Logan said, walking to the door.
"Sure, I mean, or we cou-" Carlos started, before being cut off by a knock to the door.
The boys shared a puzzled look as Carlos motioned over, Logan stepping to the side awkwardly. Carlos' hand wrapped around the brass handle, pulling it open to reveal Johanna, a Pop Tiger magazine pressed tightly against her chest.
Strucken, Carlos moved to the side speechless, allowing the door to fully open and reveal Logan.
Instantly, Logan's eye widened. How the hell did Johanna know where to find him? Logan's eyes fell to the magazine in her hands, a lump forming in his throat at the mere nasty words she was about to say. Carlos motioned his hand for Johanna to come in, which she done quietly and slowly, her eyes flicking between Logan and the apartment.
Carlos could tell she was disgusted by the way he lived by the way her nose wrinkled. But, he chose to ignore it. After all, that could full well be his future mother-in-law.
Johanna took a seat on the couch, straightening her skirt and blazer as she crossed her legs. Logan and Carlos shared puzzled looks before Carlos realised they needed privacy. He quickly leaned forward, planting a small, sweet kiss on Logan's cheek before disappearing out of the apartment, closing the door behind him.
"Johanna, I can explain everyt-" Logan started frantically, before he was cut off by Johanna raising her hand.
"There's no need Logan," Johanna said rather calm. "Please, take a seat."
Logan moved over to the couch slowly, putting himself into the seat right next to his mother. His eyes fell to the floor, the atmosphere growing tense and hot from the appending doom about to happen.
"I'm not angry." Johanna broke the silence.
"Pardon?" Logan asked, confused.
Johanna breathed in a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I said, I'm not angry, about anything. When I saw the front cover, you kissing that photographer boy, I wasn't angry."
Logan leaned up, straightening his back from the apparent surprise.
"No?"
Johanna shook her head. "In fact, call it what you will, but it brought me back to reality, Logan. Seeing you look genuinely happy on the front cover.. I-It made me realise that I've been far too controlling and pushy.."
Logan just nodded his head, watching Johanna squeeze her eyes as a small tear formed in the corner.
"It also made me sad.." Johanna said, her voice slightly broken.
"Don't be sad, Johanna, I just didn't wanna upset you more than before.." Logan soothed his mother.
"Mom. You can call me mom.." Johanna smiled, tears streaming down her face.
Then, his heart warmed. The decision that he thought would break his life, ended up being the thing that connected his mother back to the world. That one kiss brought him his boyfriend as well as bringing back his mother, not his agent.
"Okay, well mom, I didn't wanna upset you.." Logan tried again, a smile on his face.
"It made me sad to think that you could have been happy with anyone at any point in your life, and I was the force that was holding you back from it all," Johanna croaked. "Logan, I don't care if you're gay. I don't care if you were an alien. Seeing your face, look so damn happy on the front cover and not forced, it made me realise that you're my son, not my client.. A-And that, I haven't been treating you like a son at all."
Johanna shifted in her seat to face Logan.
"Logan, I want to be your mom. I'll still be your agent, if you want me to be, but being a mom comes first," Johanna said, smiling. "No more Johanna. It's mom. I want to reclaim the years I missed out on."
Logan grabbed hold of his mother's hands, cupping them in his. "I would love that more than anything, I've missed you mom."
Small tears of happiness began to roll down Logan's cheeks, his mother smiling and slightly laughing at the reunion of the family as they embraced each other tight.
"So, Carlos is his name?" Johanna croaked, regaining her composure by straightening out her skirt as she pulled away.
"Yeah, he's amazing mom, honestly," Logan smiled, the sound of his name warming his heart. "You'll love him."
"Well," Johanna replied. "I'll have to try, seeing as he might be in your life for a while."
Logan softly smiled, leaning in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around Johanna's waist, squeezing it ever so tightly. Finally, she was back. Johanna responded enthusiastically, letting out satisfied sighs as she kissed the top of his head.
"I have an idea." Logan said after pulling away.
"Which is?" Johanna inquired, raising a thin eyebrow.
"You, me, Carlos, dinner?" Logan suggested. "It'd be a good way to get to know your son-in-law."
"Sounds wonderful. Although, the son-in-law bit better not be happening for a while until you two are serious." Johanna retorted sternly.
"Promise." Logan smiled.
"Although, I have one question," Johanna asked. "Why make the kiss public on a magazine spread, Pop Tiger no doubt? You must have known it would be all over the country."
"Yeah," Logan nodded. "I felt trapped, mom. I needed a way out, and well, it seemed like a good idea. I don't regret it, really. Although, I didn't know how you'd react."
Johanna laughed under her breath. "Well, it was a shock when the magazine came to the apartment.. But nonetheless, if you're happy, then I'm happy. I want to make things right, Logie. The last few years, I've changed and put you under so much pressure. I want things normal again, to make it all up to you."
Logan and Johanna talked for a while, the atmosphere lighter and friendly. He had no idea how his mom was going to react, although, she seemed to take it well. It was surprisingly, really. Ever since he got into the business properly and became a success, mom disappeared and Johanna came into play. She was never his mom, only Johanna, the agent who was mom part-time. Now, the kiss that changed everything, changed her.
Something he was happy about.
Carlos roamed the hallways, the nerves and anticipation building up inside of him.
Johanna and Logan were in the apartment, the day after the kiss and Johanna had the magazine. He had no idea what Johanna was really like, but after the detailed account Logan had said, he had a funny idea she wouldn't take it well. Thoughts ran through his mind, the most common being that Johanna would see the kiss as an act of rebellion against her. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. Carlos didn't know and frankly, he didn't care. Logan kissed him and they were out, together, so really, nothing mattered anymore.
The echoes of his feet meeting the cement of the steps bounced around the staircase.
Then, his steps were met with another set.
Carlos stopped in his tracks, a floor lower than his. He watched, hearing the steps move down from behind him. He turned, only to come face to face with Henry, a box grasped in his hand. Carlos' eyes moved from the box to Henry, noticing the lovely violet and green, sickly bruising forming on his lower jaw area.
"Nice bruise." Carlos smirked, crossing his arms.
"Fuck you," Henry spat. "If you must know, you're little fuck buddy done some serious damage to me."
"He's more than a fuck buddy, Henry." Carlos argued.
"So I've heard," Henry glared, clutching the box tighter. "Well, tell him that next time I see him, he'll get something done to him."
Carlos stepped forward, a new found confidence inside him burning. "Are you threatening my Logan?"
"So what if I am," Henry retorted, poking a free finger into Carlos' chest. "You can't do anything about it."
Carlos closed the gap even more, a dark persona flowing over his eyes. "You wanna try me?"
Instantly, Henry's body stiffened. He could see the anger and determination in Carlos' eyes. He never knew Carlos to get angry, but then again, he always had a grip over him. Looks like Logan managed to free it after all.
Without replying, Henry slammed into the side of Carlos as he watched pass, turning around to give one last evil look before completely vanishing down the staircase, the sound of his steps drowning out. A deep sigh escaped Carlos' lips as he walked up the stairs, deeming now a good time to go and pull Logan and Johanna apart from fighting.
He twisted the brass handle, surprised to not hear any screaming or shouting or verbal abuse. The door swung open, revealing a rather placid and calm Johanna and Logan sat on the couch, cups of coffee in each of their hands as they talked warmly. Carlos ushered himself in quietly, completely confused on what he saw in front of him. Everything he had expected from Johanna after hearing about her from Logan, was completely and utterly thrown out of the window.
Noticing his presence in the room, Logan passed a warm smile followed by a subtle wink, closely followed by Johanna turning in her seat.
"Carlos, well, I think it's time we have a talk as well." Johanna said, directing Carlos to grab a chair and sit by Logan.
Hastily, Carlos picked up a chair from the kitchen, setting it down next to Logan. He took his seat, watching Johanna carefully as he sipped from her mug once more, before resting it in her hand.
"Don't worry, everythings fine." Logan whispered to Carlos.
"Yes, everything is fine so don't worry. Now, I wanted to just check to make sure my son is dating a good young man?" Johanna asked, an eyebrow rising.
The heat rushed to Carlos' cheeks, a small giggle coming from Logan as Johanna smiled. Part of him was shocked, mainly because Johanna was referring to Logan as her son, something he said she rarely did. The other part, well, was nervous due to the fact that he would have to get along with his possible future in-laws.
"I am, I think?" Carlos replied, unsure of himself.
"I hope so. You see, Logan has probably told you the way I treated him. Well, after seeing how happy he was kissing you on the magazine, it brought me back," Johanna said with a smile, placing the mug onto the table. "So now, I want to be more of his mother rather than agent. That, of course means that I want to get to know the man my son is dating."
"I suggested we go out to dinner tonight." Logan chipped in.
"Yeah?" Carlos replied, switching his glance between Johanna and Logan.
Johanna nodded. "My treat, well, I best get going. Do you plan on coming back to the apartment or staying here?"
"I'll stay here." Logan said, getting up from his seat.
"Okay," Johanna replied. "Well, I'll see you both later, come by the apartment and I'll arrange reservations."
Johanna opened her arms, pulling Logan into a hug. Carlos watched on, noticing the parent and child's bodies mold together, as if they had been apart for so long. Well, after what Logan said, it had been. Logan pulled away, Johanna's eyes moving over to Carlos. She moved her hands to wave politely and smiled, walking her way to the door and out.
Logan turned to face Carlos, noticing the boy was shell-shocked.
"Carlos? Are you okay?" Logan laughed.
"Yeah, I'm just, so, like, shocked." Carlos replied.
Another laugh left Logan's lips. "Well, I was too. She just told me that for once, after seeing the kiss on the magazine and how genuinely happy I looked, it snapped her back into being a mother rather than an agent. She said something about the warmth inside her or something like that.."
"Understandable," Carlos nodded. "I'm glad everythings okay for you."
Carlos moved over to Logan, taking the seat next to him and pulling him in for a hug. Carlos' arm wrapped around Logan's shoulder, pulling the boy down so that his head laid gently on the Latino's muscular shoulder.
"One question though," Carlos said, sparking Logan to sit up. "You said you're staying here.. Do you mean now, o-o-or for good?"
Logan smiled, realising how slow his boyfriend could be. "For now, silly. We've been official for about a day, think it's a bit too fast to move in together."
"Yeah no, I totally get it, I just, you know, had to process it all." Carlos laughed awkwardly.
"W-Why, d-do you wanna move in together? At some point of course." Logan asked, suddenly playing with his thumbs.
"Yeah," Carlos smiled, putting his hand over Logan's fiddly thumbs. "I would love to live with you."
Logan responded the smile, leaning in forward and pressing his lips against Carlos', their lips mingling as the warmth radiated from them. They pushed everything into that one, small, few seconds long kiss, wanting it to last forever. Logan soon pulled away, another brilliant idea in his head.
"I have an idea though," Logan said, gaining a raised eyebrow from Carlos. "How about, we switch between your place and mine? Sometimes, I'll stay here overnight. Others, you could stay at mine, especially since you've never seen where I live."
Carlos chuckled. "Very true. It's a deal then."
The boys sealed the deal with a handshake, Logan leaning in quickly to plant a quick kiss on his boyfriend's tanned cheek, watching the Latino blush furiously from the attention as they lounged back into the couch.
Short chapter, I know. Okay, so, for this chapter, I wanted to try and just do fluff. Plus, seeing as I now have 3 bad guys on the go, I wanted to narrow it down so I could focus on 2. Therefore, since Johanna was never really an antagonist but only a pressuring mother, I decided that she should get over herself and snap back into reality.
So, ta-da! Johanna is no more a bad person! Don't worry though, still a lot of conflict to get through first.