A/N: I've been being lazy. Sleeping really late, not leaving the house much, not typing (that's the big one)… Anyways, mega-thanks go out to Sum1cooler for being awesome enough to review pretty much every chapter, but honestly all people who would review this are awesome.

Trying (but failing) to keep the author's note short. Disclaimers, rules, etc. are all still the same as before. This is the second chapter with a dream, so watch for boldface. The dreams actually have direct relevance in the story, so don't go saying anything about copy/paste even though that's what I'm doing sometimes :P

Let's roll on out.

Chapter V- Dreams of Bliss

After our kiss Logan just gave up trying to work on homework for the rest of the day; I wouldn't leave him alone to work so he just left it behind on the table. For most of the day we just snuggled together on the couch, "watching" some TV, my head lying against his chest. I would occasionally turn my head away from the screen and nuzzle my face into his neck, and he would blush and smile warmly.

We slept in the same bed that night, even though Ms. Knight would've flipped out if she'd known. It was nice to have his arms wrapped around my waist, his warmth seeping into me and keeping my all comfy. I'm pretty sure my head must've been glued to its spot, because it didn't move from the crook of his neck all night long.

I saw light glinting off of the surface of the water around us. The area was empty except for the two of us, making the scene even more intimate, and we were just treading water in the center of the deep pool, both of us kicking as he held his arms around my shoulders. I leaned in and placed my lips against his once more, and he returned it with just as much enthusiasm as I used. Our first "date" had gone off without a single hitch.

If Kendall hadn't come in and woken us up I'm sure we would've missed band practice for the day. He was standing there tapping his foot loudly against the floor when I woke up. I nudged my sleeping lover softly to wake him up. The look in Kendall's eyes basically told us to get a move on, but to me it said "No breakfast if you don't hurry," which was a statement I couldn't tolerate. Falling out of the bed I ran to the bathroom to get dressed and get ready, leaving Logan lying alone on the bed.

Every second of that day, we were together in some way. Whether it was holding hands at the studio while Gustavo yelled in our faces, or at the pool and just sitting in loungers next to each other, or back at the apartment with me snuggling up against him and his hand running through my short hair. For the end of our day we quickly decided to have a movie marathon while Kendall went out skating and James went out for a James day (which consisted of heading to the mall to check out what was on sale in the beauty areas and going to visit his favorite hairdresser).

Their version of love was so different from ours. We almost never saw them together, whereas you couldn't separate me from Logan without a crowbar. Whenever they were out in the living room area of the apartment they would sit next to each other, but that was the extent of it. I guess they were more intimate behind closed doors or when alone, so we never saw it.

When James came bursting through the apartment door at around ten that night, he apparently found us cuddled up on the couch. According to him, Logan was starting to nod off and I was out cold. Logan confirmed I had been pretty much knocked out, which I completely agree to, but as soon as he tried to move, my eyes snapped open.

"Hey Mr. Pillow, where are you trying to go?" I yawned. Even though I had just woken up, I felt completely alert.

"We gotta go to bed hun," he replied with a sweet little kiss on my forehead. "It's late, and we have to be at the studio early tomorrow, and…" He droned on and on. I just watched his lips go from open to closed repeatedly, tuning his actual words out for a little bit. After a minute or so of his incessant chatter I leaned up and silenced him with a kiss on the lips.

"I got it. Sleepy time; but first, I want to do something with you, as a quick celebration.

"What exactly do you have in mind?" He was sleepy, but curious, that's for sure. I simply smirked at him before pecking him on the cheek.

"Trust me," I answered, grasping his hand in an unusually soft grasp and leading him to the apartment door. Before leaving, I turned to James, who was in the kitchen scavenging from the snacks that Logan and I had prepared earlier. "Tell Mama Knight that we'll be back in a bit if she asks," I said to him sternly. His head swiveled to look over at me, and the mischievous look in my eyes told him to nod slowly. Smiling widely, I led my new boyfriend out of 2J.

"Carlitos, where are we going?" Logan didn't like surprises, and he was in store for a pretty fun and semi-enjoyable time.

"Shhhh, it's a secret!" I replied happily, pushing the button for the first floor next the elevator.

As soon at the metal doors slid open I switch our positions and pushed him in. He turned to face me, opening his mouth to start interrogating me, but I just crushed my lips against his to keep him quiet. When the ding that signaled the first floor sounded, I reluctantly pulled back, intertwining our fingers and pulling him out of the box into the lobby. His heels started to slide on the floor; he was trying to get me to stop and explain what we were doing, but I was far too excited to let him stop me when we were so close to getting to our destination.

"Carlos!" he whispered as loudly as he could while still keeping his voice down. We were out on the pool deck. No lights were on at all, the only source of light being a beautiful full moon above and the stars surrounding it; no people were there other than the two of us; it was all so peaceful and romantic, with the moonlight glinting off of the calm pool water.

I pulled him closer to me and looked up into his shining brown eyes, seeing a look of confusion mixed with awe.

"This is… beautiful… and romantic… how did you know it would be this nice?"

"Well, it's close to 11:30 at night, the pool is closed, everyone is up in their rooms… I guess it must have been someone planning in our favor," I replied, the corners of my mouth tipping upwards as his eyes met mine.

"Carlos…"

"Look, it came to me in a dream, if that sounds logical to you," I conceded. He gave me a strange look before nodding his understanding. We stood still for a few more minutes, his arms around me and my forehead once again resting in the crook of his neck, before I broke the silence again.

"Babe…"

"Yes Carlos?"

"Would you consider this a first date? Even without movies, or dinner, or other random clichés?" I whispered to him with a tentative gaze deep into his eyes.

"I'll count it as that," was the reply I received. I leaned forward onto my tiptoes to kiss his lips on level so that he wouldn't have to lean down to me (I didn't love the fact that he's taller than me, but I could cope). He pulled his own head back a bit, away from the kiss. Confusion and rejection washed over me suddenly, but I waved them off when he motioned to a nearby pool lounger. We were about to sit down when I had a more fun idea. Without any warning whatsoever, I ducked down and grabbed a hold of his ankles.

"Carlos, what the hell?" His voice was rising from a whisper to something almost too loud, but he kept it under as much control as possible. I slung him over my shoulder and walked to the edge of the pool.

"3," I said loud enough for him to hear as I rocked back and forth at the pool's edge.

"Carlos, you had better not…"

"2…"

"I'm serious! We're gonna get in so much trouble!"

"1!"

"Aw jeez…"

Seconds later, he hit the water with a mighty splash. I laughed and jumped in right after him, landing with a loud crash next to him. Upon resurfacing I was immediately hit with a splash in the face, which I promptly returned. After a short water fight we both just settled ourselves at the center of the pool, almost floating in the sparkling water.

I saw light glinting off of the surface of the water around us. The area was empty except for the two of us, making the scene even more intimate,and we were just treading water in the center of the deep pool, both of us kicking as he held his arms around my shoulders. I leaned in and placed my lips against his once more, and he returned it with just as much enthusiasm as I used. Our first "date" had gone off without a single hitch.

At midnight a chime went off, coming from my cell phone, which was luckily sitting near the pool's edge and was not in my pocket. We both swam over to check whatever it said. He hauled himself out of the water and strolled quietly over to a rack near the door.

-mom says back at the apt now, its late. Kendall-

"Well, it's time to go," I sighed as I looked over at my boyfriend, who was walking back over with two bright white towels.

"Yup, what time is it, like midnight?" came the reply and a smirk.

"Yup, that's right," I smiled. Unfolding one towel for himself, he handed me the other one. I removed it from his hand but quickly got a better idea. I was just so full of ideas lately.

We both wiped ourselves dry with our own towels, but as soon as we were done, he tried to wrap his towel around his upper half. I took the initiative to catch him in the middle of the action, stopping him and slipping beneath it and walking huddled right up next to him. As went moved, I snuggled into his warmth and breathed in his scent, which had a heavy mix-in of chlorine. If Bitters used any more of the stuff in that pool he was going to be getting sued for poisoning people soon enough.

We got up to 2J pretty quickly. I slowly and quietly opened the heavy door, which squeaked loudly in protest to moving. I looked around to check if we were clear to enter, beckoning Logan to follow when I didn't see any threats. We tiptoed inside and started down the hallway to our shared room when Logan tapped my shoulder. I turned to see him pointing at the couch, where James and Kendall were asleep in the exact same spot we had been in a little more than two hours earlier, both of them completely knocked out and cuddled up against each other.

'Only intimate when they're "alone".'

I suppressed an "Awww", just giggling softly in response to the display of cuteness.

We each took a quick 5-minute shower to make the chlorine smell disappear before slipping into Logan's bed. We slept wrapped in each other's arms. I have to say that was one of the best nights of sleep I've ever gotten in my life; the only better one being the night before.

It took almost three weeks before I really felt fully comfortable being open with Logan in public. But after I decided it was okay it felt like a weight lifted off of my shoulders. By that point we were spending pretty much every second of every day together. Any time that we were out of the apartment I would intertwine my fingers with his and lean into him a bit. He would chuckle and grin that beautiful grin as I did, seeming a little embarrassed by my clinginess. I was just showing the people around us that he was mine. Never theirs.

As soon as we would get back to the apartment or somewhere private, however, he would assert his dominance by pulling me into a suffocating lip lock that I enjoyed every second of. I was so in love with him, and I had never been this happy before in my life. If this was a dream, then I hoped I was in a coma, because I never wanted this to end.

A/N: Yay, I got over my bout of laziness for the time being to write some more! It's actually not only laziness, I'm overly critical of my work…. And I'm a grammar Nazi so that doesn't help out much with speed either.

I hope you all liked this chapter, but I hope Carlos doesn't seem too extremely clingy and possessive. If you have the time please do review, I need the feedback. Well, until next chapter, have a good whatever-time-it-is!