Over Him - Chapter 1: It can't be...
Title: Over Him
Chapter: It can't be... (1/?)
Pairing: Logan/Carlos
Rating: K-ish: mild language
Summary: I keep telling myself that I'm over him, but he still makes my heart skip a beat.
Disclaimer: I own NO rights to BTR... unfortunately.
Author's Note: This story actually came about because kathrynew30 and I were disappointed at the lack of Cargan fics out there. Seriously, it feels like Carlos gets no love in fics. :( Anyway, I really wanted to remedy that but didn't have a plot until my former crush visited me at work and then I tweeted that saying in the summary. Thought about it and decided that it'd be a good starting point and here we are...
I'd like to thank kathrynew30 for telling me to "Stop doing important real life stuff and just write" and enjoying this story so far as well as stoodupforlove for being an amazing beta and sister. <3
It's been two years since I told him my feelings. Two years since he told me he didn't think of me the same way. Two years since I closed off my heart to anyone else. It's taken two years, but now I'm ready to move on. Well, that's what I thought, and then I saw him.
---
They hadn't seen each other in a month thanks to winter break. This was their senior year, so they each vowed to make it the best year ever!
"A life without risk is a life unlived," Kendall had said on the first day of classes. Carlos, Logan, and James had given him grief for a week, but each had silently accepted it as their motto.
Carlos, Kendall, and James took to the phrase like a duck to water, but Logan was still very apprehensive. Sure, he stepped outside the box every once in a while, but it was always well within reach.
When winter break rolled around, the four friends separated to spend the holidays with family all over the country. Halfway through break, Logan realized how much he truly missed his friends, especially one. It was at that moment he vowed to take the biggest risk upon their return to school.
---
Logan is taken out of his memories by the horn of the car behind him. The light had changed. He shrugs an apology that no one can really see, and makes his way into traffic. It is difficult for him to focus on the road, so he pulls into the next parking lot he sees. For a moment he just sits there staring out the passenger window where he could have sworn he saw the object of his affection from two years ago.
It can't be him. Why would he be here of all places? Last I heard he was back in Minnesota staying with his parents because he lost his scholarship. Why would he be here in Florida?
Logan is again shocked out of his thoughts, this time by a knock on his
door. He lets out a silent expletive before opening the door and stepping out.
"Good God, Kendall, you scared me!" Then it dawns on him, why would Kendall be here? Then again, he doesn't know where here is.
Looking around he realizes that he somehow made it back to his apartment complex. Now that he's got his bearings, he returns his attention to Kendall, confused.
"Wait. What are you doing here?"
Kendall lets out a sigh. "I'm here on vacation, remember."
Logan chuckles, "Oh. Yeah. Right?"
"So why were you gripping the steering wheel so tight?"
"Huh?" Logan looks at his hands and sees the color just starting to return. "Oh, just some crazy drivers. They really need to learn how to drive."
Logan hopes he's convincing enough. Fibbing to Kendall was never his strong point.
"Yeah, that's your story and you're sticking to it." Kendall sees right through the lie.
Kendall opens his mouth to offer an ear, but Logan stops him and shakes his head indicating that he doesn't want to talk about it. Kendall is disappointed, but understands and drops the subject.
"Well, while you were taking your final, I took a walk and got us some groceries," he says smiling, while gesturing to the bag in his hand.
"What? I have plenty of food!" Logan defends.
"Yeah, if you call Ramen Noodle and water food," Kendall retorts and begins heading toward the building.
Logan tries to find a response but fails. He quickly gathers his things from the car, locks it, and rushes to catch up with Kendall.
"Touché… So, what's for dinner?"
---
Dinner was delicious. Kendall made them frozen pizza. Logan argued that is wasn't any better than Ramen, but Kendall shrugged it off.
Dinner conversation ranged from Kendall's success in the minor leagues and potential draft into the NHL to Logan's road to medical school; both avoiding the elephant in the room.
It'd been exactly a year since they'd seen each other. Kendall made sure to visit Logan around this time every year since it happened. Not that Kendall minded. He'd rather be spending the holidays in sunny Florida than back in the blizzard storm that is Minnesota.
They were on their last slices when Kendall's phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket, eyes widening at the name on the display.
He grins apologetically at Logan, "Sorry, but I gotta take this."
Logan nods, "No worries, I'll just finish this and clean up."
Kendall grabs the slice he was working on, silently thanks Logan, and steps outside before answering his phone.
Logan thought it was a little weird, but just assumed that it was his agent or someone important like that.
---
"Hey! What's up?" Kendall worriedly asks the person on the other line.
"Ummm… How's Logan?"
"He's fine. Hasn't mentioned anything about it yet."
"Good, good…" the voice trails off.
"Sooo, was there something I need to know?" Kendall asks, a little too exasperated.
"Ummm… I really don't know how to say this…"
A voice in the background interrupts him. "Is that Kendall? Let me say, 'Hi.'"
The response is muffled, but Kendall can still make out the words.
"Not now… you'll get to say hi tomorrow."
"WHAT?!?! TOMORROW?!?! James, what the HELL is going on?"
Silence.
"JAMES! DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME THAT YOU AND CARLOS ARE HERE IN FLORIDA!"
Kendall hears glass shatter. He glances around and spots the source. Logan is standing in the doorway, all blood draining from his face, broken glass, soda, and ice cream all over the landing.
Ignoring James' "everything okay" questions, Kendall runs over to his friend.
"James, I'll call you back," he yells into the phone and ends the call.
Kendall cautiously steps around the glass to stand next to Logan. "Logan, are you ok?"
Logan's eyes are glazed over and he is as white as a sheet. "Carlos. Here? Not. Again." Logan says in a daze before he collapses into Kendall's arms.
Chapter: It can't be... (1/?)
Pairing: Logan/Carlos
Rating: K-ish: mild language
Summary: I keep telling myself that I'm over him, but he still makes my heart skip a beat.
Disclaimer: I own NO rights to BTR... unfortunately.
Author's Note: This story actually came about because kathrynew30 and I were disappointed at the lack of Cargan fics out there. Seriously, it feels like Carlos gets no love in fics. :( Anyway, I really wanted to remedy that but didn't have a plot until my former crush visited me at work and then I tweeted that saying in the summary. Thought about it and decided that it'd be a good starting point and here we are...
I'd like to thank kathrynew30 for telling me to "Stop doing important real life stuff and just write" and enjoying this story so far as well as stoodupforlove for being an amazing beta and sister. <3
It's been two years since I told him my feelings. Two years since he told me he didn't think of me the same way. Two years since I closed off my heart to anyone else. It's taken two years, but now I'm ready to move on. Well, that's what I thought, and then I saw him.
---
They hadn't seen each other in a month thanks to winter break. This was their senior year, so they each vowed to make it the best year ever!
"A life without risk is a life unlived," Kendall had said on the first day of classes. Carlos, Logan, and James had given him grief for a week, but each had silently accepted it as their motto.
Carlos, Kendall, and James took to the phrase like a duck to water, but Logan was still very apprehensive. Sure, he stepped outside the box every once in a while, but it was always well within reach.
When winter break rolled around, the four friends separated to spend the holidays with family all over the country. Halfway through break, Logan realized how much he truly missed his friends, especially one. It was at that moment he vowed to take the biggest risk upon their return to school.
---
Logan is taken out of his memories by the horn of the car behind him. The light had changed. He shrugs an apology that no one can really see, and makes his way into traffic. It is difficult for him to focus on the road, so he pulls into the next parking lot he sees. For a moment he just sits there staring out the passenger window where he could have sworn he saw the object of his affection from two years ago.
It can't be him. Why would he be here of all places? Last I heard he was back in Minnesota staying with his parents because he lost his scholarship. Why would he be here in Florida?
Logan is again shocked out of his thoughts, this time by a knock on his
door. He lets out a silent expletive before opening the door and stepping out.
"Good God, Kendall, you scared me!" Then it dawns on him, why would Kendall be here? Then again, he doesn't know where here is.
Looking around he realizes that he somehow made it back to his apartment complex. Now that he's got his bearings, he returns his attention to Kendall, confused.
"Wait. What are you doing here?"
Kendall lets out a sigh. "I'm here on vacation, remember."
Logan chuckles, "Oh. Yeah. Right?"
"So why were you gripping the steering wheel so tight?"
"Huh?" Logan looks at his hands and sees the color just starting to return. "Oh, just some crazy drivers. They really need to learn how to drive."
Logan hopes he's convincing enough. Fibbing to Kendall was never his strong point.
"Yeah, that's your story and you're sticking to it." Kendall sees right through the lie.
Kendall opens his mouth to offer an ear, but Logan stops him and shakes his head indicating that he doesn't want to talk about it. Kendall is disappointed, but understands and drops the subject.
"Well, while you were taking your final, I took a walk and got us some groceries," he says smiling, while gesturing to the bag in his hand.
"What? I have plenty of food!" Logan defends.
"Yeah, if you call Ramen Noodle and water food," Kendall retorts and begins heading toward the building.
Logan tries to find a response but fails. He quickly gathers his things from the car, locks it, and rushes to catch up with Kendall.
"Touché… So, what's for dinner?"
---
Dinner was delicious. Kendall made them frozen pizza. Logan argued that is wasn't any better than Ramen, but Kendall shrugged it off.
Dinner conversation ranged from Kendall's success in the minor leagues and potential draft into the NHL to Logan's road to medical school; both avoiding the elephant in the room.
It'd been exactly a year since they'd seen each other. Kendall made sure to visit Logan around this time every year since it happened. Not that Kendall minded. He'd rather be spending the holidays in sunny Florida than back in the blizzard storm that is Minnesota.
They were on their last slices when Kendall's phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket, eyes widening at the name on the display.
He grins apologetically at Logan, "Sorry, but I gotta take this."
Logan nods, "No worries, I'll just finish this and clean up."
Kendall grabs the slice he was working on, silently thanks Logan, and steps outside before answering his phone.
Logan thought it was a little weird, but just assumed that it was his agent or someone important like that.
---
"Hey! What's up?" Kendall worriedly asks the person on the other line.
"Ummm… How's Logan?"
"He's fine. Hasn't mentioned anything about it yet."
"Good, good…" the voice trails off.
"Sooo, was there something I need to know?" Kendall asks, a little too exasperated.
"Ummm… I really don't know how to say this…"
A voice in the background interrupts him. "Is that Kendall? Let me say, 'Hi.'"
The response is muffled, but Kendall can still make out the words.
"Not now… you'll get to say hi tomorrow."
"WHAT?!?! TOMORROW?!?! James, what the HELL is going on?"
Silence.
"JAMES! DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME THAT YOU AND CARLOS ARE HERE IN FLORIDA!"
Kendall hears glass shatter. He glances around and spots the source. Logan is standing in the doorway, all blood draining from his face, broken glass, soda, and ice cream all over the landing.
Ignoring James' "everything okay" questions, Kendall runs over to his friend.
"James, I'll call you back," he yells into the phone and ends the call.
Kendall cautiously steps around the glass to stand next to Logan. "Logan, are you ok?"
Logan's eyes are glazed over and he is as white as a sheet. "Carlos. Here? Not. Again." Logan says in a daze before he collapses into Kendall's arms.