We're all currently sitting by the pool with a fire that James and Logan had built.

"This is nice." Kendall grimaces, with an arm around my shoulder.

"Yeah. Thank for building this fire, guys." I say to them.

"No problem. Felt good to be productive for once." James says, combing his hair and I snicker.

I then see Logan kissing Gabbie's cheek.

Looks like they're getting even closer.

"I need a girlfriend bad." Carlos groans, taking his helmet off.

"Dont worry, I'm sure you'll find someone. Who isn't the Jennifer's."

"But why? They're all so pretty!" He beams.

"Yeah but they're bitches at heart. They're gold diggers and all they care about is fame, looks and money." I state.

"Ugh, this town and people are harder and meaner than I thought." He grumbles, shaking his head.

"Don't worry, we'll find you a girl."

"I'm sorry, we?" Carlos asks.

"Yeah, Kendall and I." I state and Kendall turns to me with wide eyes.

"What? Come again." Kendall states.

"Tomorrow morning, we're gonna find Carlos the perfect girl." I state.

"Guys, you're very nice for wanting to help me. But I don't need help!" Carlos exclaims.

"How do I put this? Yes you do." I state and he furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"Carlos, you burped asked a girl out earlier." I huff.

"Oh c'mon, that was cool! I just kept burping!" He grins.

"We have so much work to do tomorrow." I groan, slapping a hand on my head.

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"You didn't have to walk me." I chuckle as we're still holding hands.

"I know. I just wanted to hold your hand." He says and I chuckle, slightly nudging him.

"Since when did you get so soft and cheesy?" I tease, raising an eyebrow.

"Since I met you." He shrugs with a smile.

"What do you mean?" I ask as we stop by my apartment.

"Ever since I met you, you've changed me. In a good way. Thank you for teaching how to love again." He whispers the last part, protectively towering over my small frame.

My eyes start watering and he furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why are you crying?" He asks in a worried tone.

"It's nothing you did. It's just, after Jackson, no one has ever said that to me. No one has ever cared for like you have. No one has ever made me feel safe like you have." I whisper, looking up at him as I move closer to him.

"Thank you for teaching me how to be happy again." I croak out and he wipes a single tear down my cheek with the pad of his thumb.

He leans in and kisses me, cupping my face.

My hands crawl up to his chest then making way around his neck.

He pushes me against the wall and he starts kissing my neck.

"Stay with me tonight." I whisper, as he looks up at me, leaning his forehead against mine.

"Like I said. You don't even have to ask." He chuckles and I smirk at him.

I really meant what I said.