Undying Love
Disclaimer: I do not own BTR as a band or as a TV show nor do I own any of them because if I did they would be doing stuff everyone here would enjoy
Content Warning: This story is rated M (fan fiction) TV-MA (if it was on TV) and R (if it was a movie; I think everyone would enjoy a movie with Carlos and Logan getting intimate) for Dialogue, Language, Violence, and Sexual Content.
Before You Read: This story is a sequel to my first BTR fan fiction entitled "Round & Round", so you might want to read that story first. Please enjoy. Reviews are appreciated.
Recap:
"I really want to make love to you right now."
"I know, but you can't because of the bed. I want it too."
"I love you, Logan."
"I love you too, Carlos. And if James wants to play dirty, we're gonna play dirty too."
Now back to the story: "Undying Love" Chapter 4 – It's All Fun and Games Until Someone Gets Hurt…
Carlos tossed the basketball back and forth from his bed to the opposite wall. He was extremely bored.
Logan sat at his personal desk fiddling around with different assignments. Their teacher had placed an overhaul of homework on them and it was driving him insane.
"This bet is getting ridiculous," Logan said, breaking the vocal silence.
"It is getting pretty stupid," Carlos replied. "I shouldn't have made it."
"Well, you did, and we need an idea to win it."
"Let's just break up."
Logan's pencil lead broke within an instant and he swiveled around in his desk chair to face Carlos. "What?"
Carlos noticed Logan's interpretation of his idea. "Chill, I don't mean it seriously."
"Oh thank goodness."
"I mean, let's fake break up so James will have to call off the bet. If we're not together, we can't have sex. And if he thinks we're broken up, he'll know that he can't win the bet. And you know how James is when he can't win."
"Ingenious plan, Carlos," Logan analyzed his boyfriend's seemingly fool-proof plan.
"You in, Logie?"
"I'm in, Helmet-Head."
"Kendall, did you use my hair spray?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
"You can't just use my hair spray like that! This is the new Scheiße limited edition hairspray!"
"Someone named their product Scheiße? That's so…do you know what that means?"
"Kendall, there is no time for your freaking Japanese lessons!"
"How could you possibly confuse that word as Japanese?"
"Whatever Kendall, just don't use my hairspray!"
"It's not like you're gonna use it anytime soon; you haven't won your bet yet."
Carlos and Logan peeped from the hallway at their two friends talking in the living room before retreating backwards into the hall.
"You ready for Operation Fake Break?" Carlos asked, smiling gallantly.
"You bet I am, but one thing before we go," Logan said.
"What?"
"Since we're 'breaking up'? Can I get my goodbye kiss?" Logan teased.
Carlos cut Logan off with a short but breathtaking kiss.
"If you want to win this bet, I suggest you stop this before I take this any further," Logan said behind the kiss.
"Remember, when we win this bet, you're mine," Carlos half-joked with a wink. "Now let's go."
"I'm so gonna win this bet, Kendall," James said.
Kendall rolled his eyes and flipped the television channel. "Not happening. The chances of you winning this bet are as good as the chance of someone as amazing as you going out with a loser like me," Kendall blurted.
"Forget chances! I'm going to…wait what did you…"
"What is this, Carlos?"
"What is what, Logan?"
"This text on your phone from Stephanie?"
"I haven't texted her!"
Logan and Carlos burst into the living room, Logan livid with anger and Carlos looking completely confused.
"Don't lie to me Carlos!" Logan shouted, holding what obviously was Carlos' iPhone for everyone to see. "It says here that you sent a message to Stephanie last night at 10:38 saying "Hey Steph, I'm sneaking out tonight so me and you can have some alone time together. See you soon…keep the bed warm for me."
Kendall's eyes grew wide in shock as he witnessed the drama unfolding in front of him. James looked like he was watching a television program.
Carlos said nothing.
"Well, what do you have to say for yourself?"
"I did send that message…" Carlos said nonchalantly with his head down.
"What, you did?" Logan sounded hurt. "But why?"
"Because this isn't working out anymore, Logan. I thought going gay for you was worth it, but it's not. And Stephanie's proven a much better lover than you've been."
Logan looked on the verge of tears. "This has been going on for a while?"
"Yes."
Logan sniffled. "Well, I guess we're done then, Carlos. If you don't want to be with me, I'm not going to continue this."
"Fine with me," Carlos spat coldly before retreating into the hallway.
Logan wiped a tear. "I thought he loved me…" Logan followed suit and retreated into the hallway.
"That was a very convincing act, Logan," Carlos said when Logan and himself were hidden from view.
"Dating Camille does have its positives," Logan smiled, kissing his boyfriend sweetly. "I wouldn't have been able to do it without your complete nonchalant emotions, though."
"Hey, there's more to me then my helmet," Carlos winked. "I'm hungry."
"You want me to go pick us up something to eat?" Logan offered.
"No, I'll go. Be back in a few," Carlos said before leaving the apartment.
Logan saw Carlos' absence as an opportunity to get some work done. He quietly completed his assignments before taking a drink of water and laying on the bed, exhausted.
He spotted a crumpled up piece of paper on Carlos' bed. "Typical Carlos," Logan said to himself before walking over to and sitting on his boyfriend's bed. He smoothed the paper out before reading it to himself.
In Carlos' sloppy handwriting, it read:
Dear Journal,
I'm not feeling anything with Logan anymore.
And this bet with James…it just further proves it.
I haven't slept with Logan in days and I actually feel better than I did when I was.
I don't know what happened, but Logan's as boring as a piece of wood nowadays.
I need to win this bet with James, and I don't think I can date Logan anymore, so maybe I'll kill two birds with one stone.
I'll fake break up with him tomorrow in front of James so James can't win the bet, then I'll break up with Logan for real the next day…probably at some fancy hotel.
I don't want to be a douche or anything, but Logan's gotta go.
Logan almost let himself burst out in tears of complete sorrow. He'd never felt so terrible. Was he really not worth Carlos' time anymore? Was Carlos planning this from the beginning? Who knew…
James knocked on the door. Logan recollected himself and opened it. "Yes?" he asked.
"Here are the notes you missed that day at school, buddy," James smiled, handing Logan his designer notebook.
"Thanks, James," Logan sniffled before closing the door on a smirking James' face.
Logan placed the notebook on his table and crawled in the bed to take a nice long cry.
Little did Logan know that the crumpled piece of paper he read was the same as the paper in the notebook James let him borrow…
End of chapter four. Please review!
A/N: I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'm sorry I haven't updated this in forever.