A/N: Ugh, I'm so bored sitting in this final room… second chapter, away!

^That up there was almost 14 hours ago, and now that I've actually posted it and ALREADY gotten some helpful comments, I'm excited! 2 Chapters in one day!

Disclaimers: Blah blah blah rated M, blah blah blah NOTHING, blah blah blah cat noises. On with the show!

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Er, story. Whatever.

Remember the rules? 'K, let's go!

Chapter II- Dreams of Confusion

I woke up that morning completely revitalized. It was as if the 12-hour dance lesson yesterday had just disappeared. The only strange thing was that I was in… Logan's bed.

'Uh-oh.'

He was already awake and sitting up in the bed, reading a book on his Kindle. I tried not to make it noticeable that I was awake. I tried to feign sleeping… Let's just say that I'm an awful liar. If anything I made it completely obvious that I wasn't asleep.

"Morning sunshine," he said with a cute smirk. I was screaming in my head 'when the word cute crossed my mind, but I couldn't keep my mind off of it.

He looked at me, somewhat perplexed. "Anyone home?" he joked, knocking on the side of my head, "Wait, I think I may hear an echo."

"Ha-ha," I shot back sarcastically, "you're so hilarious! You should win a prize for that one!" And with that comment, I looked at Logan's face. His expression could be described by 3 words- confused, intrigued, and… hurt. He looked honestly put down by what I said. "Sorry… it just sorta slipped out. Didn't really have a good night for dreams."

He looked down at me once, as if inspecting for lies. I kept my face as straight as possible to hide the fact that I was embarrassed of my dreams of him and myself…

"I'm always cool around you Carlos. Come on. Stop being so tense and tell me what's bugging you bud." He leaned in close with the last few words, so close that I could feel his breath ghosting over my lips.

I just sat there and tried to pull my thoughts together as small gusts and wisps of air flowed over my mouth.

'Is he teasing me?'

As soon as the thought entered I tore it out.

'I don't feel that way for Logan! Or do I? No way, I like girls… I think? Anyways, Logan is so masculine, and smart… and sensitive… and gorgeous… and… wait, GORGEOUS? I didn't just think that, right? Well maybe… okay, fine. So maybe I am gay… or bi… or something. But it's not like Logan could possibly feel the same way about me… could he?'

As my sudden rush of thoughts whirled through my head, I didn't notice Logan staring in wonder. He had no idea what storm was brewing in my usually inactive brain. He waved his hands in front of my eyes, and upon receiving no response he stood and walked to the dresser.

I was swept away by thoughts, but I eventually did notice that the object of my… affections… was gone. I looked over toward the dresser to see a drawer half open, clothes sitting neatly on top, and I heard the sound of rushing water from the nearby bathroom.

I silently cursed at myself for letting him walk away when all I really needed to do was have a talk with him. He would be okay with me… I'm pretty sure… as long as I didn't tell him I was in… something… with him.

'Logan has a pretty open mind, he'd be just fine with me… unless he got that thing from his parents… or from someone back in Minnesota when we were on the hockey team…' My mind just kept inventing new ideas of why Logan wouldn't like having a gay best friend. Who he has to share a room with for a while. 'This may not go so well…'

I eventually heard the water shut off. He would be coming back in here any second.

'Just act natural, nothing weird is gonna happen if I just don't draw too much attention,' I thought as I heard the door handle to the bathroom click and start to turn with a sharp squeak. I stood up off the bed and walked swiftly over to the dresser, grabbing some clothes out for myself.

I heard footsteps walk up next to me, and I looked up from my activity of choosing what to wear to begin a conversation… Let's just say I stopped a little short of the conversation part.

Logan was standing right next to me, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. He grabbed his clothes off of the dresser and threw his pyjamas over onto his bed before turning back to me, and grin on his face.

I tried to stay as calm as possible and hide the serious blush that I absolutely knew was there. I was obviously trying to avoid looking at him, so close to being completely naked… all it would take would be one swift pull downward.

'Ugh, stop thinking like that!' I screamed in my head, my face warming up even more at how dirty my thoughts were quickly becoming.

"…so I just wanted to ask if you were okay, you seemed pretty out of it this morning."

I snapped back into reality. Logan was still standing in the same place, and he was apparently trying to make a bit of idle conversation while still trying to semi-subtly pry information from me, but hanging out with him for long periods of time brought knowledge of all of Logan's tricks.

"Sorry if I'm disappointing you Logie, but nothing at all is wrong," I said quickly, trying to sound as firm and calm as possible. He just stood next to the dresser, clothes still in hand, and studied me just like earlier. As he stared me in the eyes, I darted my own eyes back and forth out of his gaze and I could feel my knees weaken a little bit.

"You're lying."

"Nothing's wrong Logan, give it up." I started toward the bathroom, my clothes in hand, but he somehow got ahead of me. I put my hand on the door handle and he grabbed my wrist.

"Carlos Garcia, tell me what's going on right this instant," he demanded roughly as his grip on my wrist tightened. It actually started to hurt as his short but surprisingly sharp nails dug into my wrist.

"Logan, let me go!"

"Tell me what's going on and you'll be free to go!"

"You want to know so badly? FINE!" I shouted angrily, "Have it your way!" I shouted, releasing the door handle and grabbing his wrist back, pulling him toward the bed area. I looked over and made triple sure that the door was locked. I cleared my throat, trying to calm down and make sure the next time I spoke wouldn't be loud or angry-sounding.

"Jeez, you're so stubborn Carlos. If you had just sat down then none of the yelling would've-"

"I'm gay."

"…I'm sorry, what?"

"You know, gay, fruity, queer, homo; do you want me to keep going or are those enough for you?"

With that last question, Logan nodded his head as if he was stunned. I grabbed my clothes off of the end of the bed and started toward the bathroom again, but I once more felt that hand on my wrist. I sighed loudly and turned to face him. But I didn't even see his face as he pulled me into a tight hug.

"I'm glad you finally understand who you are Carlos," he said, his voice seeming to hitch a bit as he said that. Upon pulling back from the embrace I looked him in the eyes. He was crying. Logan- the guy who had fallen off of a 12-foot high tree branch and broke an arm and a leg without losing a single tear- was crying.

I didn't quite understand, and I was going to ask until Logan held a finger in front of my mouth.

"I will tell you what I mean. But later. You go take your shower, I'll get dressed in here, and I'll see you at the breakfast table," he said with a soft smile. With that, I pushed the bathroom door open and locked it behind me before sliding down to the floor.

'I'm so confused…'

A/N: Woohoo chapter two! Again, thanks to the reviewers of chapter one, you guys helped me see that it was a good idea to try this. I hope you liked this chapter, because I don't know how it turned out, I do like the ending though :D

FUN FACT OF CH2: I wrote this story on my iPhone at 2AM. Well, not all of it. But all of the chapters have names and plots and little snippets that made their respective ways into the story. Example one is the first dream, and example 2 is Carlos' thought rant at the beginning of this chapter.

Anyways, here's another two cookies for being nice enough to read and review! (::) (::)

Time to keep this party train going, chapter three will be up probably before tomorrow is even over (yay for you guys, and yay for me too even, I actually very much enjoy writing this).

Edit: Uh oh, I found a goof on my part. I hope people who had already read this don't get confused...