A/N: Hey This Is Derrek of BigTimeGaga. This is my newest story and I am quite nervous because this is my first time at writing anything like this. So if I mess something up don't hate me (LOL). Oh and I have this new thing called P.E.M.I.A (Please Excuse My Illiterate Ass). Also alot of these chapters (Like 15) Have been prewritten and some are shorter than others who might be extrememly long. If I feel a chapter was too short I will upload another one. This will end up being an Mpreg so if those arent your thing than there is a backspace button even though I wish you would just take a chance with mine. Also there will be no rape or death. That's not how I roll. I just can't do it. Sorry if you like those things in a story...

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except for the idea. If Big Time Rush was mine the show would not be on Nick.

Carlos' POV

"Have a good day at school hijo." My mom said my first day of high school. But everyday since then had been hell. I wouldn't tell her because then she would come up to the school and embarrass me and that would just make everything worse.

Since the first day of school it seems like everyone messes with the new kid. Adding to the fact that I was new I was also gay and once everyone found that out it just added to their list of name calling. People don't seem to care that I'm super sensitive. Something I got from my mom. But if I had to fight for what I believed in I didn't particularly suck at fighting because of my dad.

When I came out to them they seemed to already know and the next day my dad took me to the gym. He said that if I was going to have this lifestyle I was going to have to take care of myself. I never liked fighting and only got into a few of them but that was when I was little. Now I try to avoid them as much as possible. My mom told my dad that I am a lover not a fighter. He seemed to agree but he said that not everyone was like that. True but talking solves most things right?

Anyway, since I came to this school I made friends with Logan and Camille who are also I guess outcasts like me. At first glance Logan and Camille seems like a couple but they said that they are just best friends. I thought they were lying but then Logan told me he was also gay and Camille said Logan wasn't her type.

This school was just like every other high school it had it's clicks it's just one difference. Instead of basketball jocks they had hockey heads. My main tormentors were them. They just seemed to like pissing me off. One of them was a guy named Kendall. Logan told me that Kendall and James, the guy he's crushing on, had been and still are best friends since, well, forever. Kendall picked on me but I could still see his face which seemed to say sorry and he didn't pick on me as much. But today he did the meanest thing he ever did.

I was sitting at lunch and he stuck his foot out tripping one of my class mates, Jeremy, and his food which happened to be spaghetti. Out of all the thing he had spaghetti and when he was tripped his food hit me right in the face and on my shirt. Even though I was sensitive I promised myself that I wouldn't cry in public. But today I broke that promise when the food hit me.

When I wiped the sauce off my face I saw Kendall laughing along with everyone else while Jeremy was apologizing and that had been the last thing I saw before I started crying and running to the bathroom. The sounds of Camille telling them off and Logan calling me behind me.

I'm now sitting on the bathroom floor crying my eyes out. Which isn't the most sanitary place to be crying but it was the most private. Well that is until someone came in.

"Carlos are you in here?" It was Logan.

I didn't want him to see me like this but I let out an uncontrollable sob and he spotted me in the corner.

"Carlos there you are. Come on we gotta get you cleaned up." Logan said picking me up.

Wow he was kind of strong for his size. He leaned me over and got the spaghetti noodles out of my hair.

After that he wet a paper towel and wiped my face. "I got it." I said taking the paper towel from him. I was upset not handicap. After wiping the sauce off I looked in the bathroom mirror. There was sauce all over my shirt.

"Take off your shirt." Logan ordered.

"You're going to be jealous." I said trying to lighten the mood.

"Oh please." He retorted.

After I took off my shirt I saw him look me up and down. "What? Like what you see?" I said wiggling my eyebrows.

"Whatever I have seen way better." He said hurting my feelings a little.

"Oh you mean James?" That got him to turn red.

"Shut up. I have an extra shirt in my locker."

"You sure you just don't want me to just walk around shirtless."

"Carlos please you are not my type."

"I know I'm not James I was just kidding."

He turned even more red. "Stop saying that. Sometimes I wish I never told you I liked him." I laughed at his comment.

"Wow you seem all happy for someone who was crying a few minutes ago." He said.

"Please don't mention that I try to keep a positive attitude."

"Sorry. I just can't believe he did that to you." Logan said as we walked out the bathroom to see Camille standing there waiting.

"Kendall said it was a bet he couldn't refuse. He didn't know it would make you cry." She said.

"He's still a jerk." Logan said as we walked to his locker.

He handed me a shirt and took the one I had and put it in his locker. "I just wish he said sorry." Camille said as I put on the shirt, which was dark blue and had a yellow smiley face on it.

"Yeah me too." I said. I wish he would do more than just apologize. I wish he would say he wouldn't do it again and, you know, confess his love for me. But that will never happen.

Since lunch was over Camille went to her class and me and Logan walked to my locker so I could get my books and stuff I put in before lunch. We had almost all of the same classes we stuck together. When we reached my locker I opened it and a piece of paper fell out. I picked it up and read it.

"Carlos meet me in the hockey rink after school please. -Kendall."

As I was reading it Logan was reading it too which made him say

"What the fuck. He probably just wants to tease you some more."

"Logan he isn't that evil."

"Carlos he basically threw spaghetti on you."

"But he said please."

"But he didn't say sorry."

"You have a point but what if he wants to say sorry then."

"Well I won't be there to see it because I have to study."

"Logan seriously? The one time I need you you're busy. Fine I guess I'll go by myself."

"Carlos I have to study. I'm sorry but my education is more important than Kendall apologizing to you."

"James might be there."

"Keyword might and you are not gonna use him to get me to go with you."

"Ugh fine be that way."


"It's cool just next time you have to say yes."


It was now after school and I'm heading to the hockey rink and just as I feared Kendall wasn't there. So I decided to check the locker room. When I walked in all of the hockey heads turned to me. I turned to run away but was grabbed and held up against the wall.

"What are you doing here fag?" The guy asked.

"Jett leave him alone he's here to see Kendall." James said in the background.

"What do you want with Kendall?" Jett said lifting me higher off the ground by my shirt.

"Jett put him down. I invited him." Kendall said stepping out of the showers.

Oh my god. I had to think about dead puppies and old sagging women for my pants not to stiffen. Kendall was clad in a towel that was barely tied on his hips. When Jett finally settled me back to the ground he patted my head and apologized. I'd swear he's bipolar but I was too focused on the sexy blonde who spoke again. "Carlos go wait on the bleachers."

You would think he would ask me but no he ordered me to do it but I think he know what would happen if I stayed any longer. What is with these hockey heads and undressing in front of a gay guy? They all just stood there and waited for me to leave. Jackasses. Its not like they're attractive anyway. I mean they aren't ugly they just aren't my type. Tall, Blonde, and Green Eyes yeah now that's hot. No. That's Kendall. And if keep on thinking about him I'm gonna have a problem.

I sat on the bleachers and stared at the ice for about 10 minutes. That's when I saw Kendall walk out of the locker room and over to me.

"Hi." I said getting oddly shy.

"Hey." He said sitting down.

It was an awkward silence then he spoke again. "Carlos I just wanted to say I am so so sorry for what happened at lunch. I didn't think that would happen. I also didn't think you would cry."

And now the tears are coming back fuck my sensitivity. "K-Kendall that was the meanest thing you ever did."

"I know and I wasn't trying to mess with you. They bet me to trip Jeremy I didn't know his lunch would spill all over you."

"Why were you laughing then." Oh dammit here I go crying again.

"I don't know I was just being an….Carlos are you crying?"

Fuck, he's gonna laugh again at me crying. But then he did the unexpected. He hugged me. Which only made me cry harder. The whole time he was apologizing and telling me he's an ass.

When we pulled apart I couldn't help but smile when I saw how his eyes shined with care and it looked like he was about to cry too. Oh my god why is he leaning towards me. Then he kissed me on the cheek and I immediately felt my face get hot. He smiled at me blushing.

"Kendall why did you do that?" I asked, not at all complaining.

He shrugged and said "It just seemed like the thing to do."

"Yes because there are times when a straight guy kisses a gay guy on the cheek."

"There are also moments like this." He said leaning closer to me.

Then I felt his lips touch mine. I had to kiss back and when I did he deepened the kiss grabbing me by my waist. I surprised him when I pushed us back on the bleachers and I straddled him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, never breaking the kiss. Then I felt his hands grab my ass, which made me jump a little. I felt his tongue swipe at my bottom lip asking for entrance, he was immediately granted access. As his tongue searched the inside of my mouth I could sustain the moan that came out of my mouth. What the hell am I doing? I quickly climbed off of him and sat back in my original seat.

"Kendall I can't do this." I said, well in more of a whisper but he still heard me.

"Why not. It seemed like you wanted to."

"I know I really want to but I can't."


"Because I need to know what is this between us."

"Huh?" Kendall said looking actually between us.

"Kendall stop fucking around I'm serious."

"What do you mean?…Our relationship status?"

"Yes because I'm not gonna be your side fling."

"You don't have to be my side fling you can just be my boyfriend."

Did he just say what I think he just said. "W-what?"

"My. Boyfriend." Kendall said moving to kiss me again.

"Stop." I said moving away from him.

"What's wrong?" He said moving closer.

"Kendall I need time to think about this because today has been a little crazy."

"Um ok I guess." Oh gosh he's sad now.

"Kendall don't be sad I didn't say I didn't want to be your boyfriend. I actually really want to be. Give me a few days please."

"Ok." Ugh he's still sad so I leaned up and kissed him. That did the trick.

"I'll see you later." I said turning around to walk away.

"Wait. Can I have your number?"


After I gave him my number he smiled and said "Thanks future boyfriend."

We kissed me we said our goodbyes and I walked to my car.

A/N: Thanks For Reading. I Hope This Story Has Caught Your Eye & You Would Like To Read More.