Hey love! Listen I was wondering if you can make another alternate ending to the prompt 'Jay leaves Carlos for evie.' Can it be where Harry, umm and Gil come to Auradon. And Harry flirts with Carlos and tries to ask him out and has like this obsession with him. containing Jealous!Jay and Jealous!Evie and them getting all protective. Who know maybe Mal too? Thank you, it doesn't have to be written right away don't stress! Have a nice day! :)
Okay, so I kind of tweaked this prompt a little bit! It’s kind of a mix of the fic you’re talking about and the prompt I gave earlier this week.
Basically, Jay, Mal and Evie are in a relationship and haven’t quite asked Carlos to join them yet and get mighty jealous when Harry makes a move on him.
Harry Hook on the Isle was deranged and impulsive and violent. He shoved people into water, stole from anyone, fought with everyone and listened to no one.
Harry Hook in Auradon is…a little less terrifying. He’s rough on the tourney field, snappy and as crude as ever. But he’s not violent. All the time.
So Carlos is really doing his best to give the guy a second chance. Even when Harry stands too close for comfort and puts an uninvited arm around his waist.
He admits the attention is rather…flattering. It’s unusual for someone to pay Carlos so much time and really want to talk to him. But then again, a lot of things have been unusual lately.
Ben brought over more Isle kids, but that wasn’t really that start of anything.
They started their senior year at Auradon Prep, but that wasn’t a big deal.
No, the start was…probably when they all came back from the Isle the second time.
Yep, Carlos nods to himself. That’s when shit changed.
Mal, so panicked and self-conscious of every little thing she did, found comfort in the arms of Jay, who resented his constant urge to steal, and Evie, still nitpicking her own flaws.
But not Carlos. Even when he told Mal that she was beautiful, perfect, that she should only ever try to be herself and, honestly, he loved her like crazy. She had patted his hand, watched him curiously, and genuinely thanked him.
Then she went to Jay and Evie and confided in them. Because, apparently, Carlos’ heartfelt speech wasn’t enough.
It’s not like the three of them are flaunting it. They’re open, but quiet, about their relationship. Evie holds hands with Jay and cuddles with Mal while Jay and Mal kiss in their dorm.
And Carlos awkwardly walks in on that some days.
Whatever. He’s not surprised by it. Evie is breath taking and Mal is stunning and Jay is charm on legs. They’re all wonderful and gorgeous and lovely and deserving of each other.
He is…not ugly. No, definitely not ugly, especially with how Lonnie loves to loudly declare how cute he is and even Audrey complimenting his fashion. Carlos is the youngest though, gets put into separate classes form his friends, he struggled the most with being evil.
Special, Evie called him one day, you’re special.
It seemed like a compliment at the time, but Carlos has begun to think that special is just the coded word for different.
But not being surprised is different from not being hurt. Carlos isn’t jumping for joy that the three most important people in his life are fucking and loving and cuddling and caring for each other while he…spies on them sometimes.
Jay’s into the girls and the girls are into him and they’re also into each other and Carlos is just…avoiding his dorm as much as possible.
Which has him in the library with Harry Hook. Again.
Even if his hands are all over Carlos, it’s nice. At least he’s being noticed.
“Come now, love, I’m much more pretty than a book.”
“I dunno. This one has a new, hardback cover.”
Harry chuckles, rests his chin on Carlos’ shoulder. “Ya wound me, dear. Pay me some attention.”
Carlos knows he’s being flirted with. Partly because it’s Harry Hook who flirts as often as Jay does and partly because the physical affection from the pirate is the most he’s gotten in a while.
It’s flattering. It makes him feel…wanted.
But when Harry spins him around, pushes Carlos up against a shelf and leans incredibly close, he feels less hell yeah, someone likes me! and more like oh shit, someone likes me.
Because Harry’s lips are centimeters from his face, strong hands still pushing him into the books. “Ya’ve got to be the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen.”
“Ya’d look so damn pretty without all these clothes on.”
Umm… “Well, that’s rather inappropriate. We’re right in front of the books. We’re not even in the young adult section.”
Harry laughs again, pulls back. “How about mah room then? I can kick Gil out.” He grins, “unless ya prefer he stayed.”
Carlos bites his cheek. He knows about sex, about boys and girls and how everything goes together but he hasn’t had it. He knows that Jay and Evie and Mal fuck each other and that makes him curious and…excited in ways that they probably wouldn’t like.
And Harry’s been nice and kind of sweet lately. He’s built and tall, just like Jay, kind of hot. He’s not getting into Carlos pants here and now, but, maybe, one day…
Not in a library of course. Even his three friends have managed to keep their affections soley in the dorms. If they ever heard Carlos was fooling around in a public area, they wouldn’t believe it. Evie would probably just laugh at the idea.
“Get away from him, Harry.”
Crap. Speak of the devil and she will appear with deathly high heels and a razor sharp eyeliner.
“Oh, relax princess,” Harry drawls, eyes flickering to Evie. “I’m just making him an offer.”
“I don’t think Carlos is interested.” She squirms and turns to Carlos quickly. “Are you?” Evie asks, sick expression on her face.
He is, kind of. At least, Carlos is interested in affection and attention and feeling special. And Harry has been providing that lately.
“It’s not like yar group is appreciating him,” Harry runs a hand down Carlos’ face, cups his cheek gently. “Don’t be pissy because I like him. One crew’s trash is another man’s treasure.”
Okay, ow. He’s definitely not having sex with Harry Hook. Ever.
Even if he did bring up a pretty good point.
“That’s disgusting and disrespectful,” Evie snips, reaches for Carlos.
“I know an abandoned pup when I see one.”
“We didn’t abandon anyone! Carlos is a part of everything we do!”
Evie looks at him and Carlos notes that they’re the same height. She normally towered over him in heels. It’s easier to see her soft expression, her full lips and lovely eyes. It’s not fair for Evie to be as gorgeous as she is. “Of course, you are. Why wouldn’t you be?”
“Because you and Jay and Mal are…”
Evie crinkles her brow, sighs softly. She’s close enough that Carlos can smell her perfume. “Come back to my dorm. We need to talk.”
“Ya can swing by my dorm when ya’re done.”
“They are thousands of books in this room,” Evie turns away, holds tightly onto Carlos’ hand, “find one with instructions for being a gentleman!”
They turn out of the library, through the halls and dodging students. After a minute, Evie slows down, huffs quietly. “Sorry. I just… I hated that.”
“Yeah. You’re usually not so confrontational.”
“No, I mean,” Evie sighs. “Harry touching you.” Her hand drops his suddenly. “We thou - I thought that you liked him, but you looked so confused back there. Do you like him?”
Carlos shrugs. “I mean, I guess I like that he’s in Auradon instead of suffering on the Isle.”
“No, I mean…you guys aren’t a thing, right?”
Carlos closes his mouth and stares.
“I mean with Harry!” Evie hisses. “Do you want to have sex with Harry?”
“Oh. Uh, no. I don’t…want to have sex with Harry.”
That sick, chilling sensation in his stomach is growing. It started in the library, with the oh-so kind comparison of himself to garbage and Carlos ignored it as best he could. But it’s freezing again, spinning the realization that Harry only ever wanted…
Not Carlos. It was never Carlos he wanted.
“Yeah,” Carlos swallows heavily. “I thi-. Yeah. I’m fine.”
Evie reaches for his hand again, pulls him along. “You don’t look fine. You look…like how I use to. After talking to my mom.”
He remembers those days. Evie’s broken face, broken heart, broken self-esteem. “I guess I just…” She gets it, Carlos reminds himself, Evie understands this. “I liked someone liking me. Someone wanting me.”
“You and Jay and Mal,” he pulls his hand away, wipes it on his pants. “You guys have your…thing. I get that. I’m happy for you guys. I - I dunno - I wanted something like that too.” He has missed her so much. He misses talking to Evie, confiding in her, being close with her.
She doesn’t reach for him this time, just watches his face even as Carlos stares at the ground in his thoughts.. “Do you still want that?”
It probably won’t happen, Carlos knows. At least not for a while. But he should be grateful for what he has. He still has Jay as a roommate, Evie and Mal when they’re around. He has Dude and friends in Auradon - Ben and Jane and Lonnie and sometimes Audrey and Chad. It’s more than he ever had on the Isle. It’s the most Carlos has had in his life.
Why does he still feel so lonely?
“I guess so. I don’t know when it’ll happen.” When he looks up, Evie is wiping at her eyes, trying to avoid smearing her mascara anymore. “E?”
“We should have had this talk a long time ago and I’m gonna kick their asses for this.”
“Come on, pup.” She holds out her hand, gives Carlos the choice of coming to her, “we gotta talk with the others.”
He grabs her hand and follows.
Evie pushes open the room to her room, where Jay and Mal lay side by side, deep in discussion, facing each other.
Mal lifts her head. “Hey, princess. Wha…” he voice trails off as she looks at Evie and Carlos holding hands. “What’s up?”
“No,” Jay says slowly, sitting up, “what abou-.”
“He’s an ass. And I’m going to kill him.”
“Why?” Mal scrambles out of bed, rushing to them. “What did Hook do?”
“Nothing?” Carlos asks rather than answer, squeezing Evie’s hand and looking between the three of them. Something is going on. “He was just…a dick.”
Jay snorts from the bed. “I could have told you that. People who have never met Hook could have told you that.”
“Well we kind of have been too.” Evie huffs.
Mal takes a step back, relieved at the lack of damage she has to do (for now) and sits in her desk chair. “What do you mean?”
“Carlos,” Evie turns to him, holds both of his hands, looks into his eyes. “We have not been the best of friends lately. After everything that happened, it just seemed… Like you didn’t want to be a part of this. You didn’t struggle fitting in like we did and you’re younger than us and we didn’t mean to make you feel unwanted.”
“What?” Jay swings his legs off of Mal’s bed, walks closer. “What made you feel like that?”
It’s hard to speak, his mouth feels so dry and the ice of Harry’s words is still pooling in his stomach. After all these months, he has what he’s been craving and Carlos is faltering under the attention.
“Just say what you said to me a couple of minutes ago,” Evie prompts, squeezes his hand. “What you liked about Harry.”
“You guys all have each other and I…liked that he liked me,” Carlos mumbles. “He made me feel wanted.”
“Like what we have, right?”
Carlos nods at her words, keeps his eyes lowered. This is humiliating. He’s so needy and whiny, he should have kept his problems to himself. Dealt with it alone, not dragged his friends down in all their happiness. He’s weak and self-centered and they’re just gonna isolate him more.
He jumps at the arms around him, stills when Jay hugs him tightly. “I’m sorry, pup,” he mumbles into Carlos’ hair. “We didn’t think you were into stuff like this yet.”
“Like what?” He’s a pretty big fan of love and warmth and acceptance.
“Like relationships and sex.” Jay rests his head on Carlos’ shoulder. “You’re younger, we didn’t think… We thought maybe you would be grossed out by it.”
“Well, I’m not grossed out by it. I have a healthy libido.”
Jay laughs and Carlos feels the vibrations from his chest.
“You’ve never had sex though.”
Carlos turns to Mal. “No. Why?”
“Nothing, that’s fine.” She rises from her chair, moves closer. “We won’t pressure you, that doesn’t change anything.”
Evie pulls his attention back. “You said you wanted to be a part of this, right Carlos?” He nods and she grins. “We want you to be a part of this too.”
“Me and Mal and Jay and you.”
He can’t respond before Mal is adding, “we talked about it all the time, but we never thought you’d want to be a part of us.”
Jay finally releases his hug. “We thought you liked Harry. We didn’t want to get in the way of that.”
Carlos swallows. “You’re not… This isn’t some pity thing because I don’t want that.”
“No!” Three voices exclaim at once.
Evie grabs his face, forces him to look at her. “We want you. We love you too. We just made our own assumptions and that wasn’t fair to you.”
Mal winds an arm around Evie’s waist. “I don’t do pity.” She reminded harshly. “If I didn’t think you were worth my time, we wouldn’t be extending the offer.”
“We will go totally slow. We’re all still kind of new to this too,” Jay explains, brushing Carlos’ shoulder. “But it’s always been the four of us. It should have been like that since the beginning.”
He leans into Jay out of reaction, so familiar to seek comfort in him even though it’s been so long since Carlos allowed himself to touch his friends. Jay puts an arm around him fully, looks at Carlos with undivided attention. When the smaller teen looks, Evie and Mal are watching him the same way, cuddled into each other.
He’s wanted them for as long as he can remember.
In the silence, in their patience for his answer, Carlos realizes it’s gone. The ice from Harry’s words, the chilling sensation of not being good enough, the fear of being abandoned.
Because Jay’s arm on his shoulders is warm and Evie’s hands on his are gentle and Mal is watching him with pride.
Carlos swallows, leans further into Jay and nods with a smile.
