Author's note: Okay, so this chapter wasn't planned, but one of the comments on the previous chapter made a mention about how embarrassing a Liz/Carlos conversation about what happened between him and Jane might be. I thought it sounded like fun and couldn't resist. Please enjoy this impromptu chapter.
Carlos was laying on his bed, playing a game on his phone, trying to wind down from the night's earlier events. Surprisingly, his mind wasn't on the altercation between Jane and the daughters of the three good fairies, but instead on what was happening right before it. He couldn't stop thinking about that first kiss with Jane. He smiled as he thought back to what her lips felt like, and the smell of her perfume, and the way she giggled every time they came up for air during their make out session.
"I hope that smile means you had a good time tonight," he heard Liz from the door. He looked up and saw her standing against the door frame, a knowing smile on her face. "Well?" She prodded when he didn't say anything.
"It wasn't horrible," he responded, putting down his phone.
Boys, she mused to herself, always so guarded. "Was Jane there?"
"You know she was since Audrey told you."
Liz smiled playfully. "She also said Jane was the reason you were smiling so much when you all got back."
Freaking Audrey, Carlos thought. There were times, like tonight, when he wished Audrey still acted like she didn't see him. But no, ever since she started dating his best friend, she'd been making an effort to be nicer to him, Evie, and Mal, but him especially. In theory, it wasn't a bad idea, but when she goes and blabs to the parents that he and Jane wandered off alone together, well, he suddenly wished Jay had dated someone else.
Liz walked into the room and sat across from him on Jay's bed. "Carlos, sweetie," she started softly, the mischievous grin gone and her normal, maternal demeanor back for the moment. "I just want to make sure that you're dating a nice girl."
Carlos rolled his eyes. Oh my god, first Evie at the hospital, then Mal and Audrey, when I got out of the hospital, and then Liz when I got home that day on top of right now. Is every woman in my life making her business to have me start dating Jane, he thought. Then again, it's not like I don't actually want to, he admitted to himself.
"If I was dating Jane, you wouldn't have to worry about her being anything but nice."
"So something did happen didn't it?" Liz asked hopefully. Carlos groaned and rubbed his temples in frustration. "Did you kiss her?" Another groan. "Did she kiss you?"
"Oh my God this is so not happening?"
"Did you two profess your undying love for each other?" She smiled, holding back her laughter.
"Babe, leave the boy alone," he heard Coach from the door. Thank you God, Carlos said to himself, relieved to finally have some help.
"I'm just seeing how his night went," Liz said in defense.
"And if he wants to tell you, he will," Coach admonished good naturedly. "But right now, he probably just wants to go to bed, right Carlos?" Coach said with a wink to let Carlos know to play along.
"Uh...yeah," he agreed.
"Oh, alright," Liz relented getting up from Jay's bed. "But don't think that we're done," she told Carlos as she made her way toward the door. "You and I will be talking about this."
Carlos gave her small salute and with that she walked out of his room. "Thanks for the save."
"Save? That was a reprieve. That woman is relentless, and if she wants to find out something, she's not going to stop until she does," Coach explained. "My advice just tell what she wants to know, and let her start planning on meeting your first girlfriend," he finished as he walked away as well.
"Jane isn't my," he started to shout after the Coach, but stopped and took stock of everything that went on at the party, mostly the making out. "Ah hell, who am I kidding, she is my girlfriend."
As much as he knew he was going to have to bite the bullet and tell Liz like Coach said, he was still smiling, and he couldn't seem to stop. "Jane's my girlfriend," he said out loud and found that it didn't sound as weird as he thought it might.
With the party over, the only ones left at the palace were Ben, Evie, and Doug. The staff was taking care of cleaning up the room they'd used, so the three of them had moved things out to the gardens. They were currently sitting around a fire pit that had been set up, the heat surprisingly not feeling overwhelming.
"It was a great part up until those three little b-"
"Evie," Doug stopped her.
"Well they are," she stressed.
"Please be nice Evie," Ben asked.
"I suppose," Evie sighed. "Has she texted you?" she asked Ben, all three of them knowing she was talking about Mal.
"Not yet," he answered. He quickly typed in another text asking if she was okay and not in too much trouble and then set it down next to him.
As he saw Evie and Doug smiling at each other, he felt more like a third wheel than ever. After Fairy Godmother had taken Mal and Jane home, he went back to the party, but found he wasn't having any more fun. The whole point of tonight was to have Mal over, and that plan was pretty much ripped to shreds. As he was starting to lose himself in his thoughts, he heard his phone chirp and quickly moved to grab it. He smiled as he saw that it was finally a text from, Mal.
Mal: Im fine bennyboo. Just grounded even longer now
Ben: ?
Mal: End of summer
Ben: Im sorry. Will she let u out all?
Mal: Nope. No going out unless she's w/me. No TV. Txting all I can do & its only home.
Mal: …& no seeing my cut kingly boyfriend. Jane too
Ben: Jane's dating a king too?
Mal: LOL! Now be serious
Ben: We can handle three weeks as long as we can txt.
Mal: I haven't seen u all summer. Cant u make some royal decree? Royal girlfriends are exempt from punishment or something.
Ben: U know cant. But I can keep talking to u tonite
"Hey guys," he called over to Evie and Doug. "I'm gonna go ahead and take it inside, keep messaging Mal. You two going to be alright?"
They both nodded, and watched the young king leave.
"Alone at last," Evie said in a sing song tone once Ben was gone. "Whatever shall we do?"
