Just Wanna Be With You (Carlos)

C1: Skinny Dipping

Clink, clink!

My eyes shot open as I heard something knock against my window.

"Pssssst!" I heard someone, or something, whisper.

Oh my god, I'm about to get raped. I ran up to my window, tripping over piles of clothes on the way, and peeked through the curtains.

"Pssssst! Becca!" I heard again.

The rapist knows my name! I looked around outside and saw someone waving their arms like a lunatic. I opened my window.

"Carlos! You scared me!" I scream-whispered in his direction. I'm not sure how we heard me, considering my room was located on the second floor.

"I'm sorry, Becs! Come outside!" He motioned for me to come downstairs.

I looked in the mirror, making sure I looked at least halfway-decent. I brushed my hair and ran outside into Carlos's arms. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso, kissing him passionately.

"Throwing pebbles at my window?" I asked, giving him a look. "Isn't that a little cliché?"

Carlos blushed. "Yeah, well you weren't answering your phone," he said and hugged me a little tighter.

"So is there a reason for interrupting my slumber?" I asked.

"Yes, there is. We're going swimming," he said.

"At night?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well we can't exactly go during the day," he said as we walked towards the lake a little behind my backyard.

"I wish we didn't have to sneak around all the time," I whispered. He squeezed my hand.

"Me too," He said.

Carlos and I had been dating for three months now, but never publicly. My father was very strict and would only let me date boys that he approved of. And sadly, that boy was not Carlos, it's some snooty-smart-rich-life-planned-out-for-him-since-before-he-was-born kind of guy. And, to further strengthen the cliché, his name is Harry. We had been dating for a year; he was crazy in love with me and always wanted to hang out and go on dates, but I hated him with a passion, and cringed every time he kissed me, something he doesn't seem to notice. Which was good, considering I was being forced to date him.

"Someday we'll be able to. Promise," I said and kissed his nose.

He took off his clothes and dove into the water, splashing me.

"AHHH!" I screamed.

Could the water be any colder?

"Skinny dipping at night? Someone's a daredevil," I teased.

I took off my clothes, threw them on the ground and dove into the water.

"Oh my gosh, it's freezing!" I whined.

"Here, I'll keep you warm!" He said and held me close.

I turned around to face him. He held me even closer. It was so easy to get lost in his big, beautiful brown eyes.

"You look gorgeous in the moonlight," He said and smiled.

Oh yeah, and did I mention Carlos is probably the sweetest guy in the entire world? I smiled back at him, probably blushing up a storm.

"Carlos....you're glowing!" I said. The moon was directly behind him, and he looked almost angelic. Carlos winked and went under water.

"Where are you go-AHHH!" Carlos grabbed my legs and started kissing me all the way up my body.

"Y'know...my parents are gonna be gone this whole week," I said as he was kissing my neck.

He paused, but went back to kissing me.

"So I'll have the house to myself..." I said.

He still didn't stop.

"So you can come over next week!" I concluded.

"I can?" He asked, pausing from his kissing spree.

"Sure! I don't wanna be lonelyyyy," I said.

"Well, then I'd be honored," Carlos looked up at the sky. "Sun's rising. We should probably get you home."

Carlos got up out of the water and held his hand out to me.

"May I take your hand, milady?" He smiled.

"Why, of course!" I said. I put my hand in his and smiled.

"Becca! Put some clothes on! People might see you!" He said and wrapped his arms around me.

He picked up my clothes and awkwardly dressed me.

"Stay classy." Carlos kissed my cheek.

He put his clothes on next, and walked with me to his car.

"What day are your parents leaving?" He asked.

"Sunday at 5 AM, but you don't have to be over that early. Say noon?"

"I'll be there!" He said and kissed me.

I pulled away to say goodbye, but he pulled me right back in.

"Carlos, I have to get back before my mom wakes up," I said.

He pouted.

"I love youuuuuu!" I said, running back to the house.

"Wait, Rebecca," He said.

I turned around, he had a strange expression on his face; one I couldn't identify. I knew it was serious, because he used my real name, something he never did.

I walked back towards him.

"Is there a way that you could...break up with Harry?" I could hear the shakiness in this voice.

I was shocked. Breaking up with Harry wasn't even an option.

"I just...I don't want some other guy to be in love with you. And I know that sounds really stupid and jealous, but-" I shut him up with a kiss.

"I'll try. I'll see what I can do. But my parents are just so...my parents," I said.

He hugged me really close.

"Thank you," Carlos said. He sounded a little happier.

I watched as he got in the car and drove away. I turned around and ran inside, drying my hair and jumping into bed all in 5 minutes. I fell asleep almost instantly and dreamed about my week with Carlos.