Big Time Rush Imagines

Wild Life - Carlos

Carlos imagine:

Wild Life - Jack & Jack

Your POV:

Red cups. Weird concoctions. Sweaty bodies. Blasting music. Awesome house.

I sit along the bar of I don't know whose house. Red cup in hand, with Mt. Dew inside. The music vibrates in my head. I don't know why I even accepted to come with Danielle.

"Why are you sitting alone?" Said a pair of lips brushing against my ear.

I turned my head slightly to see the one and only Carlos.

"Because I didn't even want to come to this party in the first place." I sighed.

"Well then, come dance with me." Carlos smiled holding his hand out for me to take.

Why not.

*Let's hit the dance floor and get Wild like Wild Life.*

His hands slid down to my hips. My arms running up and down his chest, while I swayed my hips.

"Damn." He smirked "Your a great dancer." He said into my ear.

"Come on." I said motioning him to follow me.

I brought us outside, and sat down on the nearest bench.

"What are we doing out here?" Carlos smiled.

"I just needed to get out of there." I smiled.

"Do you wanna know a secret?" He whispered in my ear.

I nodded, leaning into him.

"I'm saying this completely sober. I like you (Y/N)."

I blushed, looking down at our hands that some how got laced together. Silence. That's when I decided to make the first move, and crashed our lips together. Things got heated; fast. I pulled away. You always have to leave them wanting more, right? That's when he stood up pulling me inside the house.

"Where are we going?"

"I'm gonna show you how to live the wild life." He winked.