The guys of Big Time Rush always love a good party, especially the Hollywood Super Kings Of Hollywood, aka James and Carlos. Needless to say, when they receive a mysterious invitation to a Masquerade in downtown LA, they are all ready to go.
The Masquerade is a black tie event with a mask, only giving away the eyes and the mouth. Those invited are allowed to bring dates, but to keep up with the mystery, they have to attend separately.
Kendall and Logan don't hesitate to ask their girlfriends, Jo and Camille. But James and Carlos are going to look for dates at the dance. Because, according to James, this is the perfect way to have a perfect romantic evening with no strings attached. The night is not about looks, meaning anyone can be confident and won't have to worry about what happens, because no one is recognizable.
James has offered to guide Carlos, who still feels nervous and afraid to approach a girl. The pretty boy has told him not to be afraid and be open to anything. Because what happens at the Masquerade stays at the Masquerade.
Kelly was so thrilled about this apparently elite event, she threatene…asked Gustavo to lend the guys the limo. And so they are off in style, in black tuxes, colored shirts underneath (so they can recognize each other better) and white masks. Logan has a red shirt, Kendall a green one, James blue and Carlos purple.
Everyone is excited, except for Carlos, who is very nervous. When the limo pulls up to the exclusive and secret location, he lets out a deep breath. The guys smile at him. Kendall pats his knee.
"It'll be fine, Carlos. There's nothing to be nervous about." He assures his friend.
"Nothing to be nervous about? Have you forgotten about my previous dates? I'm not good at talking to girls. And now I don't even have a date. What if I end up alone all night?" He asks, his voice getting high and squeaky as he becomes more nervous.
"Carlos, you're not going to be alone all night. I said I'd help you get a date, didn't I?" James asks him.
"Just be yourself, buddy and have fun." Logan tells him. Carlos looks at his friends smiling at him reassuringly. He takes a deep breath and smiles back.
"You know what? You're right. James is going to help me find a date and it'll be fun. Best night ever." He says with a big smile. The guys cheer and put their hands together for a cheer together.
Ten minutes later…
Carlos stands in the corner with a scowl as he watches James dance with a different girl every song.
"Don't worry, Carlos. I'll help you get a date." He mocks in James' voice. "Stupid James." He mutters.
He scowls when he sees Logan and Kendall happily dancing with their girlfriends, after quickly recognizing them.
Just then James suddenly approaches him with a huge smile.
"Dude, isn't this awesome? I mean, all these girls and I don't even know who they are. I mean, maybe I've dated them, maybe I haven't, you know? Best night ever!" Carlos gives him the best death glare he can from underneath the mask. "What, dude? Aren't you having fun?"
"No, James, I am not having fun." He angrily tells his friend. "You promised you would help me find a date, too. You said you wouldn't leave me here by myself." He reminds the pretty boy, who winces of guilt.
"Oh, right. Sorry about that." James says with a sheepish smile. "Well, how about I help you right now?" he offers and starts to look around for a girl, when he suddenly sees a blond girl with a white dress and a golden mask waving in their direction. "Oh, how about her?" He points her out to Carlos, who tilts his head as he gives James a 'are you kidding me' look.
"Dude, she obviously wants to dance with you." Carlos tells him.
"No, I'm sure she's waving at you, buddy." James tries to assure him.
"Just go, James." Carlos tells him dejectedly and walks off towards the snacks table. James tries to follow him, but the blonde girl has already reached him and is pulling him away to dance.
Carlos stands at the snack table, letting out a deep sigh. It's not like he's that helpless. He could ask a girl out by himself. But every time he believes that, he remembers all his previous dates gone wrong and he chickens out.
He heads for the punch and just as he gets ready to grab a cup, he eyes a girl walking up and being bumped into. She loses her footing and is about to fall, when he rushes over and catches her in his arms. He helps her stand.
"Are you okay?" he asks her while she has her back towards him. She turns around to face him. It's when he notices her black curly long hair and blue dress with a black mask.
"Yes, thanks to…" They lock eyes and the world seems to stop. "you…" She breathes out. They stare in each other's eyes. Ocean blue vs chocolate brown.
"Wow… You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen…" Carlos quietly tells her. It's as if all his nerves flew out the window the moment he laid eyes on her.
She can feel the blush rising to her cheeks. She smiles shyly.
"That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." She tells him. He smiles back, making her melt on the spot.
"Would you like to dance?" He asks her and holds out his hand. She looks at it for a moment.
"I would love to." She tells him and lays her hand in his. They look at their entwined hands and back at each other. They both felt it, an undeniable spark, unlike anything they've ever felt before. It feels right, natural. In silence they walk onto the dance floor, their eyes staying locked as if in trance. A slow song comes on and the two sway together, their bodies moving together as they gaze into each other's eyes, everyone else around them disappearing.
There is no need for words, just their touch and looking deep in each other's eyes is making them feel as if they've known each other for years. They belong here, together.
"I've never felt like this before." She suddenly says. "I don't know you, but I feel like I've known you for years. I know, it sounds crazy, doesn't it?" She asks and lets her head fall down. He puts a finger underneath her chin and pulls it up.
"It doesn't sound crazy at all." He nearly whispers. They gaze in each other's eyes again and they slowly inch closer. The moment fully takes over and they close their eyes just before their lips meet.
If their hands touching caused a spark, their kiss causes a rain of fireworks. And they're not the only ones who have noticed. Kendall and Logan offered to get their girls some drinks, while they stepped off the dance floor. They stand on the side, when they hear other girls talking.
"Oh my god… Just look at them. I wish I could meet a guy like him." One girl mentions.
"Ugh, I know. I wish my boyfriend would kiss me with that much passion." Another says as she crosses her arms with a pout. Jo and Camille go to stand by them.
"Who are you talking about?" Camille asks them excitedly.
"That couple over there. Haven't you noticed them before? They've just been staring at each other all night, just spewing love." The first girl answers as she points to somewhere on the dance floor. The two girls move forward and look in the direction and gasp.
"Oh my god…" Jo starts.
"No way…" Camille gushes. They squeal and run off to find their boyfriends.
Logan and Kendall are just about to pour some punch, when their girlfriends haul them away excitedly. They protest heavily, but have no say in where they're going when they end up next to the dance floor.
"Okay, you want to tell us what's..." Logan's sentence is stopped by Camille's hand on his mouth.
"Just look." She tells him and the girls point towards the dance floor. The two look in the pointed direction.
"What is so…" Kendall's voice dies down and his mouth falls open when he sees what they're pointing at.
"Is that…" Logan mentions absentmindedly, while Camille and Jo just nod excitedly.
"Wow… And he was worried he couldn't find a date." Kendall mutters. Logan nods in agreeable shock.
"There you guys are. Did you see that couple on the dance floor kissing? I mean, whoa…" James says as he reaches his friends.
"Yeah, we did. Did you see who it is?" Logan asks him matter of factly.
James frowns. "No, people keep getting in the way, why?"
"Well, just take a look." Kendall tells him and holds out an arm. James decides to humor his friends and looks on. His eyes grow wide.
"But that's…" He stammers.
"Jep." Logan answers.
"And he's…" James stammers again.
"Jep." Kendall answers this time.
"Holy crap…" He mutters. "Well, go Carlos." He then smugly adds. "I knew he had it in him."
The other two roll their eyes at him.
In the meantime, two girls are pushing people aside, looking around for someone.
"Where is she?" A girl with short black hair asks.
"I don't know." Her blonde friend adds. She sighs loudly. "Doesn't she know what time it is?"
"Ugh, if we don't find her soon, we will be in so much trouble. We promised we'd be home by midnight." The raven-haired girl complains.
"Come on, let's just find her and go home. Maybe we can still make it." The blonde says as she starts to pull her friend away. Just then, the ravenhaired girl's eyes go wide and she is frozen to the spot. "Megan? Let's go." The girl just shakes her head and points. The blonde sighs and looks in that direction and soon gasps.
"Please tell me that's not her…" Megan mumbles.
"Oh my god…" The blonde mutters in shock.
They stare at their friend involved in a deep kiss with a masked stranger.
"Well, at least she's having fun." Megan mutters with a sheepish smile. The blonde shakes her head.
"Let's just get her." The blonde says with a scowl as she starts to drag Megan along with her.
"Britt, wait…" Megan calls out as she tries to keep up with her friend.
When they reach the two, they have just pulled apart and are once again staring at one another.
"Wow… I don't think I've ever had a kiss like that before." The girl muses as Carlos looks at her.
"Yeah, me neither…" He quietly agrees.
Suddenly, their daze is broken when the girl is pulled away.
"Yeah, I am so sorry to interrupt, but Cinderella here has a curfew, which she is about to break, unless we leave right now." Britt snaps as she glares at her friend, who looks shocked.
"But I don't even…" The girl protests when Britt starts to drag her off.
"If you don't want Adam to come and find you here, you will come home with us now." The blonde threatens. The girl gasps.
"Adam…" She whispers in realization. The blonde nods. "Ok, but just at least let me say goodbye." She pleads and the blonde rolls her eyes, but lets her go.
The girl walks back to Carlos, who stands aside shyly, watching her.
"I… I am so sorry about this. I really do have to go… We promised we'd be home by midnight…" She mutters and he chuckles lightly. She frowns. "What's funny?"
"Cinderella's night ended at midnight, too. They're not your wicked stepsisters are they?" He asks her. This time she chuckles and looks back at her friends. The blonde glares at her and motions for her to hurry up, while the ravenhaired one just smiles and waves.
"Well, just one of them." She answers and turns back to him. "But wait… if I'm Cinderella, doesn't that make you prince Charming?" She asks with a smirk. He laughs full out and it sounds like music to her ears. She hears a sigh behind her. She turns around and finds her friends impatiently waiting and pointing towards the grand clock in the middle of the ballroom, almost striking midnight.
Her eyes widen. "You should go. I don't want you to get in trouble." He tells her softly, caressing her cheek. She nods and then kisses him again. She nearly loses herself in the moment, but is suddenly pulled away.
"Wait… We can't let it end like this. I don't even know your name and you don't know mine…" She tells him as she tries to fight off her very persistent friends.
"Have you ever seen the movie Serendipity?" He asks her. She shakes her head. He smiles. "If it's meant to be, we'll meet again." He tells her and kisses her cheek. She closes her eyes and when she opens them again, her friends have already pulled her away. She stares at him and can feel emotions tugging at her heart. This is so wrong.
"You have to forget about him, Delilah." Britt tells her.
"But I don't even know his name." She mentions as she feels tears building up. The blonde girl grabs her friend by the shoulder roughly.
"he is a complete stranger, Delilah. Why don't you worry more about Adam, your boyfriend?" She reminds her friend. Delilah gulps and stares at her friend. She touches her cheek once more and then nods quickly.
"Let's get out of here." She says and while she catches one more glimpse of him, standing in the middle of the dance floor, staring at her, she turns around to leave with her friends by her side.
Carlos watches the girl leave. And even though he feels horrible to let her walk out without even knowing her name or what she looks like, he feels strangely at peace. If they were meant to be, they will meet again. Which he knows they will.
A hand gently squeezes his shoulder suddenly, while another pats his back.
"Wow, dude. That must have been hard… Are you okay?" Kendall asks him. He smiles.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He softly tells his friends, letting out a deep sigh.
"Uh, this may just be me. But you actually do seem fine. Why is that?" Logan asks him with raised eyebrows.
Carlos turns to his friends with a smile. "Serendipity."
His friends look even more confused as he starts to walk away. They quickly follow him.
"Am I the only one confused here?" Logan asks. The others shake their heads.
"Carlos, dude! My man…" James suddenly yells out as he approaches his friends with a huge grin. He claps Carlos on the back. "Seriously, that was some date you had, huh? And you didn't even need my help."
Carlos raises an eyebrow.
"So, tell us about her, man. What was her name and does she have any hot friends or sisters?" James asks with a wink and an even wider grin.
"Actually, I don't know. We didn't talk much." Carlos says with a smile, before pulling away from James and walking away.
James' smile fades. He quickly rushes after his friend. He stands in front of him, stopping the Latino from moving further.
"Hold on. You don't know her name?" He asks.
"It didn't come up, no. But don't worry, she doesn't know mine either." He says with another smile. As he tries to walk off, James puts his hands on his shoulders to stop him from leaving.
"Dude, please tell me you at least got her number." He mentions with a look of horror.
"Nope." Carlos simply answers. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go to the bathroom." He says, pointing towards the men's room. James quickly steps aside. He joins his friends as they watch Carlos' retreating figure. "So, he just met a girl, danced with her, kissed her like they belonged together, she left and he's not even upset?"
"Yeah, we asked him about that." Logan answers.
"And what did he say?" James asks them.
"Serendipity." Kendall answers. James frowns as he is more confused than ever.
Four months later…
Delilah crosses the street to a Starbucks on Times Square while holding her cell phone to her ear.
"No, Adam, I'm fine, really." She says with a sigh as she tries to assure her boyfriend nothing is going on with her. "I told you, nothing is wrong. The reason I haven't been able to talk to you is because I've been busy lately."
She closes her eyes as her boyfriend expresses even more concerns about hardly speaking to her anymore.
"Look, Adam… We knew having a long distance relationship would be difficult. I mean, we both live on different side of the coast. You live in LA, I live in New York. I mean, it's just not easy. And we both lead busy lives, so you can't expect us to talk every day." She pinches the bridge of her nose. "No, I do still care about you, of course I do. And I do want to make an effort, it's just hard, you know?" She sighs.
"Adam, honey, I really have to go. I'm meeting Megan for lunch. I'll talk to you later, okay? Yeah, I love you too." She says, before hanging up. She smiles at her friend, before sitting down at her table with a heavy sigh.
"Adam?" Her raven haired friend asks. She nods.
"He's noticed something is up." Delilah muses sadly.
"Well, anyone would." Megan replies with a smile. Delilah looks up at her. "Come on, Dee. Ever since the Masquerade, you seem completely distracted. I mean, you keep spacing out and…" Megan trails off when she sees her friend's eyes glazed over. She snaps her fingers in her face, making her snap back to reality.
"Huh, what?" She asks in confusion.
"See, this is exactly what I'm talking about." Megan tells her. Delilah casts her eyes down guiltily. "Honey, you need to let this go." She grabs her friend's hands. "It's been four months. It was one night. How can you possible know you feel anything for this guy? You don't even know his name." She exclaims.
"I know, alright? You think I want this? I have a boyfriend who loves me, adores me. But instead of returning his feelings, I can't stop thinking of a complete stranger I met one time. I have no idea who he is, but yet I kissed him, which I also can't forget about. Because kissing him…" She trails off and swallows heavily as she remembers the kiss that still makes her feel weak in the knees. "Kissing him made me feel things I never felt with Adam. I wish I could explain it to you, Megs, but I just can't…" She groans and lets her head fall to the table. "God… why didn't I just stay at home that night with Adam, taking care of him like a good girlfriend should."
"Honey, he told you to go. He wanted you to have fun. So if you think about it, this is all Adam's fault." Megan tells her friend. Delilah lifts her head and looks at her friend with raised eyebrows. The girl just smirks at her.
"It's not funny, Megan…" She says with a sigh, while her friend chuckles. "What am I going to do?" She whines.
"Well, how about you start by telling Adam about what happened?" Megan suggests. Delilah gives her a horrified expression.
"Are you kidding me? I can't tell him about that. It would crush him." She says in a quiet voice.
"Do you really want him to find out on his own accord?" Her friend asks. Delilah bites her lip. "Or have Britt tell him?" Her eyes widen again. "Yeah, that's what I thought. You don't really have a choice here. You need to do this, whether you like it or not." Megan rubs her friend's hands in support. "And after that is done, you need to get over this fantasy crush thing."
Delilah's eyes go to full disbelief, but then she sighs. "Yeah, you're right. This really is getting out of hand. You know I've been dreaming about him every single night for the last couple of weeks. And they aren't the normal type dreams in which I relive our dance or kiss. There are the types of dreams that move further… if you know what I mean…" She explains suggestively. Megan sniggers. "It's not funny… I've never had these dreams about Adam before. I feel like I'm cheating on him. But the dreams keep getting worse and they feel so real, I just…" She closes her eyes for a moment and fans her face with a menu. "This is so bad…"
"You're calling that bad? Sweetie, everyone has those dreams every once in a while. It's perfectly normal." Megan assures her.
"Yeah, but I do have to get over him, don't I?" She asks with a dejected face. Megan nods with a sympathetic smile.
"Either that or break up with Adam and go find this prince Charming." Megan says with a wink, before getting up from the table and walking out. Delilah looks at her in disbelief and then quickly gets up.
Two weeks later…
Kendall and Logan quietly observe Carlos as he sits at the dining table, playing video games with Katie.
"Just look at him. I can't stand to see him so miserable." Kendall mentions, while Logan just nods in agreement when Carlos cheers in excitement.
Just then, James comes into the apartment.
"Hey." He says as if he's out of breath.
"Hey." The other two quietly say, keeping their eyes on their Latino friend, who is in the middle of a victory dance.
"How is he doing?" James asks them.
"It's horrible, dude. He is trying so hard to make us think he's okay. But it's clear that he is dying inside." Logan says, while Kendall nods in agreement now.
"Poor guy." James says, shaking his head.
"So, did you find anything?" Kendall asks, turning his full attention on James now.
James shakes his head and the other two sigh in disappointment.
"I've tried everything. There is just no sign of her. No one has any idea who she was or where she came from." He explains with frustration.
"Great. So there's no way to help him now." Logan says as he throws up his hands in defeat.
"Nope. Not unless we go back in time and ask her name at the Masquerade." James says with a scowl. Just then, Kendall and Logan's heads shoot up and they turn towards each other. A grin appears on both their faces.
"Guys? What? Did I say something?" James asks them in confusion.
"Yes, yes you did, James. Let's go." Kendall says with a grin as he and Logan grab one of his arms and haul him out of the apartment.
"We have a Masquerade to organize." Logan says, while James looks even more confused.
A week later…
Delilah takes another deep breath as she stands in the airport and looks for her boyfriend. The minute he sees her, he smiles widely and runs up to her, sweeping her off her feet. She smiles back, although nervously and they share a short kiss.
"I am so glad to see you again." He tells her. "I have missed you so much." And he kisses her again.
"Yeah, I've missed you too." She tells him as he hugs her tightly. She hopes she comes across convincingly enough.
"Come on, let's head to your place. I can't wait to see how you redecorated it." He tells her excitedly and takes her hand, while walking out.
"Yeah, great." She responds with some fake enthusiasm.
In the car ride there, he talks non-stop about all the new people he's been meeting lately during his starting modeling career. She just smiles and nods, acting as if she really is listening and not going over the conversation she needs to have with him.
As they step out and she helps him with his luggage, he finally stops talking up a storm and looks at her.
"Hey, are you okay?" He asks, sounding a little worried.
"Uh, yeah, why?" She asks in return.
"Well, you've been so quiet the whole way here." He tells her as he looks at her carefully. She quickly looks away.
"I'm fine. Let's go inside." She quickly mentions as they head inside. She sighs again, before closing the door.
About two hours later, Adam is standing by the window, while Delilah sits on the couch, looking very guilty.
"Look, I am just so sorry. I never meant for it to happen. I can't even explain how it did." She sighs. "Please say something. I know you're mad at me. Just yell, throw a pillow, anything. Please…"
It's silent for another moment, when Adam turns around. He's quiet and sits with her. He even grabs her hand and caresses it slowly.
"Adam… I…" She starts, but he shushes her quietly and then suddenly smiles at her.
"I forgive you." He quietly says. She looks at him in surprise.
"What do you mean? Just like that? You're not even going to be mad at me?" She asks in confusion.
"You're saying that as if you want to me to get mad." He says with a small chuckle. She doesn't join him. His smile fades. "But yes, I forgive you. Because I trust you. And I know something like this can happen. Besides, it's not as if you have feelings for him, right?"
She smiles nervously. "Right…" She responds and looks away. He smiles as well, albeit a little forced now.
"So, now that we have this out of the way, how about we start to actually enjoy this week together, huh?" He suggests and she smiles with relief.
"Yeah, I'd like that." She mentions. "I'll get us some more drinks." She says as she gets up.
He waits until she's out of the room, before standing up himself and getting something out of his bag. He sighs as he looks at the recent invitation to another Masquerade, held at the Palm Woods in LA in two weeks. He scowls and crumples it up, before throwing it in her paper bin.
"Everything okay?" She asks when she comes back.
"Uh, yeah. Everything is fine." He responds.
Two weeks later…
Carlos protests heavily as he is shoved into apartment 2J and dragged into his own bedroom by his friends, who are grinning like idiots.
"Hey, what is up with you guys? I was just relaxing by the pool. I was just about to talk to Lucy again and you guys drag me off." He exclaims as he looks at them in disbelief.
"Trust me, you don't need Lucy anyway." James tells him as they push him onto his bed. "Now sit still, while we find you something to wear."
He looks at them in confusion, when James pulls out his black tux and holds it out with a creepy grin.
"What are you doing with that?" He asks, while James just steps closer.
"Carlos, either you put it on yourself or we can do it for you. Your call." Kendall offers. Carlos looks at his friends with a questioning look.
After he is done, he looks in the mirror and glares a little.
"You're kidding, right? Why are we wearing our outfits from the Masquerade?" He asks his friends, who are dressed in the same get-up.
"Because, you can't go to a Masquerade in your swimming trunks, now can you?" Logan asks with a haunting chuckle.
Carlos narrows his eyes and looks at all three of the guys.
"What did you guys do?" He questions them.
"Well, let's just say we are executing the best plan we have ever had tonight and it's all for you, buddy." Kendall says with a proud grin.
"Yeah, we just couldn't stand seeing you so miserable after our previous mystery dance, so we figured we'd cheer you up a little." Logan adds.
"And what better way to do that then to reunite you with your Cinderella?" James finishes.
"So, let me get this straight. You thought I was feeling horrible without her and so you organized a Masquerade here in the hopes that she'll come back?" Carlos asks them. They all nods with proud grins. "What is wrong with you?" he asks in slight anger.
"We just wanted to help you." Kendall offers.
"Yeah, man, we just want you to be happy." James adds.
"You guys are such morons sometimes." Carlos suddenly tells them. Their smiles are instantly wiped from their faces. "I wasn't miserable. I was fine. I was happy, because I didn't know her name. I didn't want to know her name. And you know why?" They quickly shake their heads. "Because it's easier to forget someone when you have no idea who they are." He calls out.
The guys quickly share looks of guilt.
"And you're not supposed to interfere anyway. If it were meant to be, we would have met up again by now. You can't force it, you might jinx it and ruin everything." He tells them in exasperation.
"Or we gave fate a little hand." Logan offers.
"Yeah, maybe we were supposed to organize this night, so you two can meet again." Kendall adds. Carlos shakes his head.
"Forget it. I am not going." He says, before sitting on his bed and crossing his arms.
"Carlos, come on. Look, we didn't realize, okay? And maybe we should have talked to you. But what if she does show up tonight, huh? You'll regret it for the rest of your life that you didn't go." Kendall tells him as he sits next to him and pats his knee.
Carlos glares at him. "Thanks. You guys know just what to say to make me feel even worse." He says with a non-amused smile.
"Come on, buddy. Please do this for us. It'll be so much fun. I mean, we made secret invitations and everything." James says excitedly.
"Yeah, we put together this whole party for you and now you won't even go? I mean, that just hurts, dude." Logan tells him.
Carlos rolls his eyes as his friends try out the saddest puppy dog eyes they can with a matching pout.
"Oh for god's sake. Fine, I'll go to the stupid thing." The guys cheer. "But seriously, you really need to practice that look, you guys suck at it." He mentions, before taking the mask from James' hands and leaving the room.
"Hey!" The guys protest loudly and quickly follow their friend.
Three hours later…
Carlos stands on the side, absolutely seething as he watches everyone dance.
"Any sign of her?" James asks his friends as they nervously dart around and glance at Carlos now and again.
"Nope." Logan replies as he down another glass of punch.
"This isn't going well, is it?" Kendall questions.
"Well, at least everyone else is having fun?" James offers with a smile. The other two look at him and he drops it. "Yeah, I know." He says with a sigh and they trudge towards their friend with heavy feet.
"Hey, buddy." Kendall starts carefully. Carlos just turns towards him and Kendall shrinks away from the death glare shooting at him. "Okay then…"
Carlos shakes his head. "I knew it was a bad idea to come here. I'm out of here." He says as he stalks off.
"Carlos…" James starts, but Logan stops him.
"Just let him go." He quietly says.
Upstairs, Carlos throws his mask on his bed and paces through his room angrily, curling and uncurling his fists.
"God damn it, why can't I just forget about you!" he yells and lets himself fall onto his bed.
Another three months later…
"Well, I finally did it." Delilah tells her friend on the phone with a sigh.
"How did he take it?" Megan asks her.
"Okay, considering. I just told him it wasn't working out and that I had some stuff to figure out."
"Like how much more you love a masked stranger over him?" Megan responds.
"Megan!" Delilah scolds, when her friends starts to laugh.
"I'm sorry, I know it's not funny. But come on, that was just too easy." Delilah glares a little, even though her friend can't see her and flops down onto her bed. "hey, look, I have an awesome way to cheer you up tonight." Megan offers.
"Go for it." Delilah responds, with very little enthusiasm.
"Well, guess who got her first photography job for famous people?" Delilah sits up right away.
"You're kidding, right?"
This time, Delilah squeals happily. "Oh my god, Megs. That's great!" She yells excitedly. "So, who is it?"
"Well, I'm still starting out small, so it's not someone already big. But it's some upcoming band who is about to release their second album. They are having their album release party tonight and we are invited." She explains.
"Oh my gosh, that is so cool!" Delilah gushes. "Wait." She sits up, completely still. "Did you say, 'we'?"
"Jep. I got a ticket, because I have to take pictures and they told me I could take a friend. And guess who I picked?" Megan offers.
"Seriously? Aw, you didn't have to do that." Delilah tells her.
"Dude, you're my best friend. Of course I did. Besides, I didn't want to ask anyone else. You're the only fun person around here." Delilah laughs.
"So, what are they called? Maybe I've heard of them." She asks.
"Uh, hold on, let me find out." She hears some rustling in the background. "I think I have their name here somewhere." Megan muses. "Ugh, you know what? Let's just go there and I'll let you be surprised. I'm sure they'll be good, they're very popular with teenage girls." Megan teases.
"Oh, don't tell me it's another boyband." Delilah says with a chuckle.
"Oh come on, you used to love those." Megan teases again.
"Megan…" Her friend whines. "I told you, I am over that phase. You promised you'd never speak of it again."
"Sorry. It was just too good to pass up. You'll have fun, trust me. They're supposed to be really hot." The girl adds.
"Well, they better be. Or I'll have to make you pay somehow." Delilah threatens with a pout.
"Just be ready to go at 7. Dress sexy, you never know whom you might meet." Megan says with a snigger as Delilah groans.
"If I could throw a pillow right now…" She mentions.
"Bye, hon!" Megan says, laughing, before she hangs up. Delilah hangs up as well and lays on her bed for another moment, before squealing and rushing towards her closet to pick out her sexiest outfit.
Four hours later…
Delilah was so happy before she went, now she is as miserable as ever as she sits at the bar of the event. She's so lost in thought, she doesn't even see or hear the band performing their hearts out on stage. Nor does she notices all the guys trying to flirt with her. All because of that stupid mask falling out of her closet earlier.
She thought she got over all those feelings. But they all came rushing back when she held the item in her hand. The feel of those lips on hers… She has tried to snap out of it and be happy for her friend. But she just can't.
She sighs deeply once again that night and decides this isn't working. She gets up and is about to go find her friend, when she notices the live music has stopped. The stage is empty and music from the stereo is blaring as everyone just talks.
She searches the crowd, when a boy suddenly pops up in front of her. She raises an eyebrow at the Ken-doll like guy, with a face too pretty to be natural and a charming smile to match.
"Hi. I'm James. James Diamond." He says and she stares at him for a moment dumbfoundedly.
"Uh, hi. Delilah." She mutters and shakes his hand.
"I couldn't help but notice you sitting here by yourself. Did you like the music?" He asks.
"Huh?" She asks in confusion.
"The music. I'm with the band?" He offers.
"Oh, sorry. Had some other stuff on my mind." She tells him in a slight apology.
"Oh, ok. Guy trouble?" He asks her.
"Uh, yeah actually. I just got out of a pretty bad break up. So yeah…" She says and he immediately goes silent.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." He tells her genuinely. She smiles at him.
"Yeah, thanks. Uh, look. It was nice meeting you and all, but I was just about to find my friend and go home, so…" She tells him and goes to leave, when he grabs her hand.
"Wait, you can't leave now." He tells her. She looks at him holding her hand and raises an eyebrow.
"And why not?"
"Because, you need to be cheered up first. So, let's go dance." He offers and tries to pull her along.
"Uh, no thank you." She says and tries to walk away again. But he won't let go of her.
"Oh come on, just one dance. One dance won't kill you." He tells her.
"You'd be surprised at what one dance can cause." She mutters under her breath.
"What was that?" He asks her.
"Uh, nothing, don't worry about it. Look, you're really sweet. But like I said, I just got out of a bad break-up and I'm not really looking for a relationship right now." She tells him as gently as possible.
"Who said I was looking for a relationship? I just wanted to have some fun with a beautiful lady." He says with a wink and a smile.
"yeah… I'm sorry, but I'm really not interested. Please find someone else. I'm sure there are plenty of girls just waiting for a chance to dance with you." She tells him, before finally walking off. She doesn't turn around, but knows he's soon off the find another girl to chat up to. Guys like him always do.
She grabs her keys out of her purse and is about to head for the coat rack, when she suddenly slips on a spilt drink and goes flying. She yells out in surprise and closes her eyes for the oncoming hit. Just then, a pair of arms catches her. Her eyes fly open and she can't stop her body from starting to tremble. This is not possible…
Her heart starts to beat faster while she hands there for another moment.
"Are you okay?" She almost stops to breathe right then and there as she hears his voice in her ear. He helps her stand and she slowly, shakily turns around.
She nearly loses it right there on the spot when she finally sees him in full. Her breath is caught as she stares at the hot Latino in front of her.
He stares right back at her and suddenly smiles. She can't help but let out a squeak at the mere sight of that smile.
"So uh, have you seen Serendipity yet?" He asks her in his husky voice, stepping closer to her. She nods.
"It's quickly becoming my favorite movie ever…" She tells him in a quivering voice. He looks down a little and his mouth curls upwards slightly.
"Yeah, mine too." He tells her in all honesty and suddenly holds out his hand. She looks at it with some confusion. He smiles. "It's not very polite to let someone hanging like this." He tells her.
She picks herself back up and shakily holds out her own hand, grabbing his. Their eyes meet when they feel the same electricity sparking through like the last time they met.
"I'm Carlos." He says softly, as if no longer trusting his own voice.
"Delilah…" She softly returns and he nods slowly.
"As beautiful as the flower. I should have known that…" He tells her and her knees go weak. Just before they buckle, he pulls her close. She looks at him with slightly frightened eyes and sees the same expression staring back at her.
Yet, they both can't help but do the same thing. Nothing else matters as their lips crash for a second time. This time, they can feel even more sparks flying through them. They completely put all their passion and love into this one kiss. Pretty soon, they lose the air to breathe and have to pull away. They stare in each other's eyes and then shyly smile and look away.
"Well, it's nice to finally meet you." Carlos finally mentions. She can't help but start to laugh and he smiles even wider as she buries her face in his shoulder. "Wow… even you're laugh is beautiful…" He whispers and she looks up with a loving smile.
She sighs in content and rests her head on his chest, closing her eyes for a moment.
"Uh, Delilah?" He asks her carefully. She looks up at him and sees him smiling nervously.
"Hm?" She asks.
"Do you mind if I introduce you to some people? They've kinda been dying to meet you." He sheepishly says. She smiles.
"Sure. As long as I can introduce you to someone, who's been dying to meet you as well." She offers. He grins.
"Deal. Come on." She links her arm in his and he leads her through the crowd and towards a small group of people laughing together and talking.
"Uh, guys?" He starts.
"In a minute, Carlos." A blonde with bushy eyebrows mentions and he goes back to his conversation.
"Guys." He says a little louder. This time, a brunet turns around. He goes to put on a huge charming smile, when he suddenly recognizes her and it drops right away. Her eyes grow wide and she tries to hide herself.
"Uh, maybe this isn't…" She starts, but Carlos just smiles when they finally turn their attention to him.
"Guys, I'd like you to meet Delilah. You might recognize her better if you picture her in a blue dress and wearing a black mask." He says with a smile as he stares at her. She can feel her face heat up as they stare at her with wide eyes.
"No way…" The blond starts as he stares her up and down.
"I told you serendipity is real." Carlos tells them.
"But that's not possible. There is nothing logical about this." Another brunet, shorter responds. Carlos just rolls his eyes.
"Delilah, I'd like you to meet my friends. This is Kendall, Logan and James." She greets them all with a handshake, but stops at James. Stares at him in hesitation. But then he smiles widely and winks at her, before holding out his hand. She apprehensively takes it.
"It's nice to finally meet you. Carlos hasn't stopped talking about you." He finishes with a wink. She smiles at him in gratitude.
"It's nice to meet you, too." She says as they shake hands. The guys are pulled into another conversation and Carlos leans into her.
"You want to get out of here?" He whispers in her ear. She smiles and nods.
"Oh, wait. Let me say goodbye to someone first." She says and he nods. She quickly rushes off to find Megan but the girl spots her first.
"Oh my god… I saw you kiss that guy, it's him, isn't it?" She immediately asks. Delilah can barely contain her excitement and can just nod with a really big smile. They both squeal.
"His name is Carlos and I don't know anything else about him, but wow…" She gushes in a dreamy voice. Megan lets out a happy aw.
"I am so happy for you. And don't worry about not knowing anything else about him yet. There's plenty of time for that now." She says. "Now go get your guy and remember, always use protection." Delilah gasps and looks at her friend with her mouth open. "Oh come on, with a kiss like that the second time you meet? This night can't have another ending. Now go get him!" She says as she pushes her friend forward. Delilah just smiles and shakes her head.
"What was that about?" Carlos asks her.
"Uh, nothing. She's just glad to meet you." Delilah explains and tries to shoo her friend away when she looks at Carlos' ass and gives her a big thumbs up.
"But I didn't even meet her?" Carlos questions.
"Trust me, you'll like her better from afar." Delilah explains, before starting to push him out the door.
They walk down the streets of New York with their arms wrapped around each other, just smiling and talking.
"So, you live in New York, huh?" He questions her.
"Yeah." She says with a smile. "But I am definitely thinking of moving somewhere else."
"Really, and where is that?" He asks her.
"You live in LA, right?" She asks him. He nods with some confusion. "Such a coincidence. That's exactly where I'm going." She tells him and he laughs. She sighs in content and smiles, just staring at him.
"What?" He asks her. She sighs.
"Oh nothing. Just that Serendipity really is my favorite movie of all times now." She tells him. He smiles and leans down to give her a kiss. When he lets go, she shakes her head and opens her eyes. "Jep, definitely my favorite movie of all time."
Needless to say, this was the start of an amazing evening, ending in an even more amazing night. It was also the start of a very passionate and loving relationship, which would last for years to come.
A/N Ok, my first Carlos one shot to be posted here. This is just one of the many ideas that keep jamming my creativity, so I thought I'd finally write them all down and maybe cure the writer's block for my other stories
Just a little romance for all the Carlos lovers out there with my OC, Delilah. Hope you enjoyed it!
I can't tell you how long it might be before I post another one shot in here. I have plenty more ideas, but some just don't come out right on paper. So please be patient with me and if I don't get round to posting another one shot in this slot, please enjoy this one
And if I do get round to posting more, remember they can range from romance to drama to tragedy to angst and others in between. This is just to cure my writer's block. But if you like them, let me know
Thank you all and so happy to know they'll start shooting the new season tomorrow! Been waiting for new episodes for so long, I can't wait and I hope Carlos gets some awesome storylines this season. One thing I hope for is like James said, a serious storyline for an episode or two and I hope his parents come back, too!
Goodnight all, I am dead tired, I'll try to write more tomorrow