After that, you could say Logan and Carlos lived happily ever after.

Of course, like most love stories, after they made out at the park, they rushed back to 2J, put a bandana on Logan's door, and…
Kissed.
…What? Did you think they were going to have sex?
No, they decided to save that for another time.
Their first time was on the night of their 8 month anniversary, when they had the house all to themselves. It was kind of awkward, stuttered and slow, filled with nervous laughter and timid moans. To them, it was perfect, and they wouldn't have had it any other way.

Sex wasn't a regular thing, though, like it was with James and Kendall. They were more content just kissing.

There would be days where they were completely alone, and Carlos would draw up a hot bath, and they would get in together and Logan would ride him, slow and deep and perfect until his moans were bouncing off the tiled walls and the mirror fogged up. Then they would go to bed, kissing languidly, their heated skin pressed against each other in the most amazing of ways.

Kendall and James were happy for them, finding ways to get them the apartment all to themselves, but they would never really act on it. They would just remain stationary on the couch, watching movies as Logan ran his fingers through Carlos's hair.

Love, Carlos finally figured out, was Logan.

It was Logan's entire being, his soul. From his head down to his toes, Carlos loved every little thing about him. He loved the way Logan looked at him, his big, brown eyes sparkling and warm with love. He loved the way Logan's nose scrunched up when Carlos kissed it. He loved nibbling on Logan's earlobe because the noises he made were perfection. He loved the way Logan's lips felt against his, the way they whispered declarations of love. He loved the way Logan's hand still got clammy when he held it.

He loved the way Logan made him feel. He made him feel alive, electric and excited and warm.

"Carlos," Logan said, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"You." Carlos replied, grinning when Logan's cheeks turned pink.

"No, really. What do you want?"

"Pancakes. With a side of you. And a heaping helping of you. Maybe some eggs. I love you." he said, and Logan laughed.

"I love you, too. Silly boy." he muttered fondly, kissing Carlos's forehead, and Carlos smiled.

Love was perfect.

Love's name was Logan.

Carlos was never going to let him go.

And Logan didn't mind one bit.

...

AAAAND IT'S DONE. :D

hooray! that was the conclusion of Love Me Love Me. i feel like i could have done more with it? but at the same time i don't know what i wanted to do with it. so this will have to do.

this happens to be like the first multichaptered fic i've ever completed on . HOORAY FOR ME!

but despite the fact that i died a couple times, this was still SOOOO much fun to write. i loved getting reviews from you guys, they were so awesome to read and put a smile on my face every time!

i'm also just super glad everybody was enjoying the story, too! it's always great to see people enjoying your works. (:

but yeah, i guess that's all i got for you!

if you have any ideas for me, i really want to get into writing again. maybe do a few word association fics to warm up? i dunno. but if you wanna see any big time rush couples in particular, leave me a message! i'm really not as scary as i seem UuU so yeah!

ta ta for now! thank you so much for your kind words and support!

xoxo