A/N: Hey hey hey! Oh my god, I've been busy and jesus christ does time fly. I SWORE I would get this chapter up faster, and I'm really sorry I didn't. Anyways, I'm gonna trywriting this shit now.
*~*~Now we pick up right where we left off!~*~*
James let out a sigh and got up off of Carlos's bed, ready to chase down the energetic and now apparently heartbroken latino.
"Where are you going?" Kendall and Logan asked in unison as he sprinted past them in the kitchen.
"I have to go find Carlos. And actually, I could use your help," James replied, his words hurried.
Kendall and Logan shrugged, "I don't see why not," Logan said, "we have nothing better to do."
"Nothing?" Kendall said suggestively, running a finger down Logan's chest and raising his eyebrows.
"Kindle!" Logan giggled, "Come on, we gotta help out a friend."
"Yeah, do the right thing, you horny bastard!" James told him hurriedly.
"Oh, how many times we've told our little Jamie the same thing," Kendall said sarcastically.
"Shut up," James rolled his eyes and grabbed both boys' arms, "come with me."
He dragged the pair out of the apartment to go find Carlos.
~*~*To the lobby!*~*~
"No, you have to talk to him!" Kendall hissed at James.
"He won't listen to me!" James replied.
The three boys were hiding near the elevators, watching Carlos relaxing at the pool.
"Well somebody's gotta talk to him!" Logan chimed in.
James and Kendall turned their heads and looked at Logan, then back at Carlos, then back at Logan. They then looked at eachother, smiled, nodded, and turned back to face Logan.
"No," Logan put his hands up, "not me! James has to talk to him!"
"He won't listen to James," Kendall said carefully.
"Come on Logan, he'll listen to anything you say!" James added with a grin.
"Please Logie," Kendall tilted his head and smirked at Logan, knowing he had him sold.
"Oh, alright," Logan muttered and walked off to the pool.
James and Kendall watched as Logan sat down by Carlos and started talking to him in a low whisper. Carlos sat up and paid attention immediately, cringing at times, smiling at others, but altogether seeming to get Logan's point.
"Shit, they're coming," James breathed as Logan and Carlos got up and walked towards where he and Kendall were watching.
"And?" Kendall replied, "Isn't that what you wanted?"
"Well yeah but-"
"But nothing," Kendall rolled his eyes, "now go." He pushed James out into the lobby, where he stumbled to a stop in front of Carlos.
"Hi," Carlos said quietly, offering James a doubtful smile.
"Hey," James waved awkwardly and grinned at Carlos.
"Well, this sucks. People are staring. Go upstairs," Kendall said. He pushed them towards the elevator and added, "We won't be back until you two are finished."
"What?" Carlos yelped.
"Oh don't worry, we'll have our own fun without you. Guitar Dude will let us use the van," Kendall assured them.
"What?" This time it was Logan's turn to be scared.
"Oh you know," Kendall winked and grabbed Logan's arm, dragging him away through the lobby.
"Well," James said. He rubbed his hands together, "upstairs?"
"Upstairs," Carlos nodded and smiled again. Was he smiling too much? Was he not smiling enough? He had no idea.
They got into the elevator, each staring at the walls, at their feet, at the doors. The awkward silence made the elevator's usually medium sized space seem tiny and suffocating.
James smiled and opened the door to 2J for Carlos, letting the latino lead the way. They both instictively sat down on the orange couch and gave eachother tight smiles.
"So," James finally said. He looked at Carlos, keeping the eye contact for the longest they'd held it since Logan brought Carlos back.
That was enough. Seconds later, they were kissing. Carlos leaned close to James, letting James lead and dominate. James slipped his toungue into the smaller boy's mouth and shifted on the couch so he was fully facing him. James pushed Carlos back a little, and Carlos leaned in compliance, his hips moving up and closer to James's and his shoulders falling back.
James pushed his hands up under Carlos's shirt, pulling the fabric away in seconds. He ran his hands over Carlos's torso and down his sides before his hands went to the waist of Carlos's pants. They stayed there as he kissed Carlos's neck, and Carlos reached up and tangled his hands into James's hair. James moved back up and planted a kiss on Carlos's lips before taking Carlos's jeans off. Carlos smirked and unbuttoned James's shirt when he was done and James shrugged it the rest of the way off, tossing it to the floor.
"This is a lot more fun than talking," Carlos said with a smile. He put a hand on James's neck as they kissed, James moving to straddle him.
"Actually, I bet this is what Kendall meant," James whispered into Carlos's ear. He licked at his hear a little, when Carlos reached up to undo James's pants. James smirked and kissed Carlos, distracting from his task. Still, they managed to get the jeans off and James lowered himself so their bodies were pressed together.
"These are all we have left," James growled as he snapped the waistband of Carlos's boxers. He rocked his hips and Carlos went with him.
"How 'bout we get rid of them?" Carlos suggested innocently. His big brown eyes met James's and he winked, running a hand down James's side and slipping a finger under James's boxers.
"Oh you wanna play that game, huh?" James replied. He started to kiss Carlos's neck and moved down to his shoulder, sucking and biting at the skin and surely leaving several hickeys.
"Mmm, okay," Carlos replied. He slid his other hand down James's back and pulled him closer. James just kissed him harder, moving up to Carlos's mouth. Their teeth clicked together and James put his hands on Carlos's shoulders, digging his nails in a little.
"James," Carlos moaned. He bucked his hips up into James's, getting a smirk from James.
"Now?" James asked with sparkling hazel eyes. There was a thin sheen of sweat covering his muscular body and he had a mischevious grin.
"Now," Carlos demanded. He kissed James quickly and smiled as James slid his boxers off.
"Turn over," James growled. Carlos did as he was told and James took off his own boxers.
Carlos gulped, the first pang of doubt hitting him. Would it hurt? He was sure it would. Still, it was worth it.
He tensed as James slid his first finger in, taking in a sharp breath.
"Shh, it's okay," James assured him. He kissed the back of Carlos's neck and slid a second finger in. He scissored them for a moment before pulling them out quickly.
"James," Carlos said pleadingly.
"You ready?" James asked carefully.
Carlos nodded and yelped a little as James started to slide in. He took a deep breath and James slid in a little more.
"Mmm, Carlos, you're so tight," James moaned.
"Oohh," Carlos moaned loudly. The pain was starting to dull and Carlos let himself become consumed with pleasure.
"You like that?" James growled. He thrusted harder, getting squeals of pleasure from Carlos.
"Yesss," Carlos moaned, "harder."
James breathed heavily and went faster and faster. Carlos gasped for air underneath him, bucking his hips along with James.
"Carlos!" James screamed as he rode through his orgasm. Carlos moaned loudly and did the same, collapsing onto the couch as soon as James pulled out of him.
"Hey," James said gently, "that was great."
"It was," Carlos agreed, "even better than dancing with you."
"Well that's what you were doing, right?" James said with a laugh. He kissed Carlos lightly on the lips.
"Guys, I didn't mean on the couch!" a voice exclaimed from the doorway.
James and Carlos snapped their heads up, turning bright red when they saw Kendall and Logan standing in the doorway. Logan's face was flushed red and Kendall just looked like he was trying really hard not to laugh. He failed and doubled over in laughter.
"Now that is a stain we're gonna have to explain to your mom," Logan finally said.
*~*~And that was that!~*~*
A/N: So, that was the end of the story. I hope you guys liked it! Please review, and sorry for being such a slow updater with this.