Its Always Been You *A Carlos Pena Story*

My first story. I hope you like it. 

I let out a deep breath. "Char what wrong with you?" I look over at my long time best friend Carlos Pena Jr. Yes, that same Carlos Pena who is in the boy band Big Time Rush and right now he's at my house in only a tank top showing off his amazing muscles and sweat pants. He's looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes that make my heart melt. I've been in love with Carlos ever since we were kids  but never been able to tell him and now I'll never get the chance because he is dating Alexa Vega and he's so happy with her, I couldn't, no I wouldn't, even try to break up that relationship. Snapping his fingers inside my face I blink saying "huh" only for Carlos to laugh at me showing his killer smile that makes all the panties drop."Charlotte you are something else."

Oh. I forgot to introduce myself. Silly me. My name is Charlotte Jackson and I'm 22 years old. I have mocha colored skin, hazel ways and long naturally curly hair but I keep it straight most of the time. I have nice sized chest and curve in all the right places. Many people would say that I am beautiful but the person who I want to say it the most...is in love with someone else. Then again like I've already said, I'm in love with my best friend. I daydream about him wrapping me up in those huge arms, his hands running over my skin and him placing those sweet plump lips on mine but we both know that is NEVER going to happen because Carlos sees me as a little sister more then anything. GAH, my life.

Once more Carlos snaps his fingers in my face.

"What?", I ask now starting to get irritated at this man.

"You still haven't answered my question", he replies looking at you with those beautiful brown eyes. 

"Oh", I said as I look away blushing. Immediately he notices, and starts to make fun of me.  

"Did I make the little one blush", Carlos ask as he pokes, my side and I jump. Making a 'eep' sound I fall of the couch and land on my butt only for Carlos to laugh even harder.  I glare up at him as tears are running down his face. "That isn't  funny Carlos" I snap as he slowly stops laughing. 

"You're right", Carlos responds and he gives his infamous puppy dog pout, "forgive me?" He asks. I sigh and respond okay. "Yay", He says as he jumps up to hug me.

"Too tight", I gasp out as Carlos hugs me and he lets go with a sheepish smile and a small 'sorry'. "Now ", I ask, "what was your question that caused you to break me out of my deep thoughts." He looked at me confused almost to say 'what do you mean' only to remember and say. "Alexa text me telling me that she needs me home", immediately as those words leave his mouth my heart breaks. I try and fail to keep a smile on my face. "Okay", I whisper, "You need to go home then I'll see you tomorrow.", I spoke this time with a little more confidence. 

I got up and walked Carlos to the door. Giving him a hug he he smiles and says "Bye Char". I could only smile back sadly and say "Bye Los". I watch as Carlos gets into his car and drives down the street away into the night, to the girl he has professed countless time to me that he is in love with. Why does this hurt so much. I close the door and slide down it as tears are treating to travel down my face. Taking death breaths I gather myself together, not really paying attention to anything anymore I walk through the living room on auto-pilot cleaning up the mess we made. Grabbing the broom I sweep up the skittles that feel on the ground and bring the rest of the food into the kitchen. As I walk out of  the living room I cut off the lights. 

I cleaned the kitchen and now as I finally head up the stairs. Walking into my room, the same room that Carlos helped me paint. Before I could even let my mind wonder I rush to be bathroom. Even though I live in L.A. I stay in a simple two story house three bedrooms and two bath. I peel off my clothes and throw them into the hamper. Stepping into the shower I let the warm water wash over my skin and I wash my hair with my favorite strawberry shampoo. Avoiding any kind of thinking I step out of the shower, wrap the towel around my body and walk into the room. 

Looking around it the dark purple walls seem to be glistening, probably because we splattered them with silver. We. As in Carlos and I. As in with Carlos. Someone who will ne-STOP. I viciously shake my head. Not letting his name seep into my mind anymore I walk to my dresser and pull out a bra and some panties. I climb into my bed and look out the window staring at the full moon until I fall into a dreamless sleep.