Carlos's POV:

Oh my gosh, I have no idea what to wear! This is my first date with Stephanie; I don't want to mess this up; like I did the last few times I did back in Minnesota. Ok grey V-neck, black hoodie and dark blue straight leg jeans perfect. I looked at myself in the mirror, ehh not so bad. I turned to James

"How do I look?" I asked.

"You look good bro," said James not even looking up.

"Man c'mon, this is my first date with Stephanie I want to look more than good." I said anxiously.

"Ok ,I'm sorry…. Baby your smoking." He purred at me.

"Ha ha, very funny," I smirked up at him.

"Oh Carlos, you worry too much, Steph doesn't seem like the kind of girl who would care what you look like, as long as you just pay attention to her, she'll like you for you!"

"You think so?"

"Yes I do, you're a pretty cool guy, so where are you taking her?" he asked.

"I was thinking a walk on the beach, but the Pier is closed this time of night so I thought maybe a movie,"

"A movie; Carlos this is your first date with Stephanie, you said she was the girl of your dreams, and your taking her to a movie? This is why none of your dates worked out back in Minnesota, you have no sense of romance!" He crossed his arms at me.

"Ok Dr. Love what do you suggest I do, what other beach is open at 11 pm?" I asked him.

"I'll tell you what I would do, drive down to Santa Monica beach and you two just take a stroll." He said, a smile forming on his face as he raised his eyebrows.

"Are you crazy, it's like 50 degrees there at this hour?"

"Well bring a blanket; you just bought a new jeep right?"

"Yeah, actually that idea doesn't sound half bad, thanks James." I said smiling.

"My pleasure, now get out of here, you don't want to be late, don't forget the blanket."

"On it, later bro!" I said exiting the apartment.

I headed down to the lobby and saw Stephanie waiting for me. She had on a black tank top and a thigh length floral skirt with a jean jacket. Her long Dark hair was straightened and tied back into a half-pony tail. She looked so pretty.

"Hey Stephanie," I said walking over to her and gave her a hug.

"Hey Carlos," she said hugging me back. "You look great!"

"Thanks you too, you ready to go?"

"Yeah sure, where we going?"

"Santa Monica,"

"Wow Carlos I didn't know you were such a romantic" she said smiling.

I blushed. "Why thank you miss King, shall we"

We drove down to Santa Monica which was about half an hour away from the palm woods. She didn't mind my Broadway music at all; in fact she loves Broadway just as much as I do. Can this girl get any better? We headed down to the shore; she offered to carry the blanket in her bag. The waves weren't that rough, and the moon was out, it was a perfect night.

"So Stephanie, how's life in L.A. working for you?" I asked her

"It's more wonderful than I ever thought it would be and you know why?"

"Why"

"Because I met you"

We stopped walking, I looked at her.

"You mean that"

"Of course I do, Carlos you're the first guy I've met in a long time that acts like himself all the time, I think that's pretty cool"

"Well it's pretty easy, when I have a cool girl like yourself to be around" I said without thinking

"Carlos you're just too sweet" She kissed my cheek and smiled at me.

I smiled back and took her hand in mine and kissed it. We continued to walk.

"So Carlos tell me about yourself, who's the real Carlos Garcia underneath all that pop glamour?" she asked me

"Well the real Carlos is a goofy, fun-loving guy who loves to sing, dance and play hockey with his best buds; nothing really that interesting" I chuckled

She giggled. "I like goofy" she winked at me.

"So Stephanie, is it just you and your dad living together."

"Yeah just me and him, he's a great guy sweet, funny and a little over-protective."

"Yeah you're dad's a really nice guy; you're mom doesn't live with you?"

She looked down and turned her head

"No, she died three years ago, she was driving home from work on my parent's anniversary, and this drunk crashed into her; she died the next day."

"Oh my… Stephanie, I-I'm so sorry" I said feeling horrible I even asked that question.

"Carlos its fine, you didn't know."

"I shouldn't have asked you that I feel terrible…. Man I'm such a jerk."

"No you're not! Honey its ok, it wasn't your fault." She hugged me; I rested my head on her shoulder.

"Do you miss her?" I finally asked

"Everyday, but I have this necklace she gave to me when I was little, it's sort of a reminder of her, whenever I miss her I close my eyes, hold onto my necklace and it's like she's there with me." She smiled.

Stephanie's POV

Suddenly out of no where I heard this loud roar of thunder and rain immediately started to pour.

"What? Where did that come from" Carlos laughed looking up at the sky

"I have no idea; take off your hoodies, the water will ruin it!" I put his black hoodie in my bag and we scrambled up the beach, still holding hands.

Then I guess Carlos's foot got stuck in a small ditch because he pulled me down, landing me right on top of him. We were laughing so hard, rain still pouring. I rested my head onto his so we came face-to-face, nose-to-nose. Our smiles faded away as we continued to stare into each other's dark eyes, I knew this was it. I grabbed the blanket out of my bag and covered both of our bodies completely. As we laid in our little tent, I took his face in my hands and kissed him passionately. Instantly those roars of thunder turned into fireworks, more magical than anything J.K Rowling could have ever come up with. We kissed more and more rapidly, it closed my mouth over his bottom lip and sucked on it tenderly.

He rolled me over onto my back without messing up our blanket as a shield from the weather. He kissed me passionately, our tongues colliding in a rhythmic motion moving in and out of our more than accepting mouths. He moved his mouth down to my cheek and right to my neck, still wet from the rain, he kissed it lovingly, sucking it gently.

"Ohhh Carlos…." I sighed, which made him suck a little harder. I wrapped my arms around his neck while his hands moved down south outlining my hips. I arched my back so he could hold me closer. He moved his mouth back to mine. Curiously, I moved my hands down his glistening caramel covered muscular arms and down to his pelvis. I moved my hand right onto his package and teased him.

"Mmmm, Steph…" He groaned into my mouth.

My hands were sliding up and down his muscular arms. He arched my back and continued to nip on my neck. He moved more south down to my half-exposed chest and bit down. I sighed in ecstasy. I rolled him over onto his back where our mouths met for one last final kiss. We looked at each other, our noses touching. He ran his fingers through my wet tangled hair and kissed my forehead. The rain stopped and it was probably 6 am because the sun was coming out.

"Stephanie, I just have to tell you this has been the best night I've ever had." He smiled down at me.

"I could say the same to you babe." I kissed him once more; I heard a sudden vibrating coming out of Carlos's pocket.

"Hey Kendall," he yawned; I heard the conversation through Carlos's phone.

"Dude where have you been; we have to be at the studio in an hour!" He said frantically

He chuckled softly "Sorry Kendall, I'll be there don't worry."

I hadn't realized the time; I was out all night with him. We got up and proceeded up the beach. The lifeguards who were getting ready looked at us and smiled. They probably knew what happened. This night with Carlos was a night I'll never forget.

Hoped ya like my first story :D