ok since this seems like a popular theme right now, i wanted to give my share as well, who doesn't love a bad boy Kendall? enjoy...
chapter 1, don't call me Jamie.
Don't call me Jamie.
I've never seen one like that before,
Don't look at me like that, you amaze me…
I follow him, through the streets, of Minnesota. Day and night, and honestly, he's my prey I'm his predator, and he looks positively yummy.
I asked my friends if they've seen him round before, they mumbled something while we got down on the floor, they might of seen him, but they can't quite recall, but something tells me that they've seen him yeah.
I want him close, close to me, cause he makes my heart skip some beats, his smile is so sweet, and I'm starting to feel the heat.
I stalk him from his house to his school, call me a fool, but he makes me drool. Why does love always have too be so cruel?, my hormones and feelings start a duel.
I'm a lion, he's a lamb, but I'm hungry so I don't give a damn. All I want is to be his man.
His sweet innocence, drives me crazy, how can something so beautiful have yet to be claimed?. I don't know, but what I do know, is that he will be mine, I can assure you that.
I'm a bad boy stuck in madness, I want him in my arms, what a sadness. What a pity, what a sham, what's the matter with you man?.
"I'm Kendall, Kendall knight, I love to fight, in the darkest of nights. I'll be his shining armored knight. I wish he didn't tempt me, he's a master of seduction, but I've yet to have his introduction.
I'm a gangster, an original G, with my smirk I can make you pee. The best in Minnesota, I have some people here and there, but I ride solo.
James Diamond, that's his name. he's so hot he drives me insane, with his looks and his hair, the blood boils in my veins…
" Hey James?", yells the local Sherwood's market manager.
"Ya?" he calls from, where he is stocking some merchandise. "Can you come over here?" she asks. James sighs, he puts the cart filled with various products to the side, he moves his bangs to the side, and heads down the lonely aisle.
He walks over to the next aisle, groaning when he sees spilled milk, and a "caution wet" sign.
The woman stands there, holding a mop in her hand, and smiling at James. He makes his way over to her, he knows what to expect, but you know what they say "service with a smile"….
"Ya?" he asks, annoyed.
"Can you clean this up?, I have to take care of some things in the back" she says, extending the mop towards the pretty boy.
He gives her a small smile, and takes the filthy mop. He begins wiping the floor, muttering too himself.
"I have to take care of something in the back…fat bitch" he mocks.
He sighs, dipping the mop into the filthy water, taking it back out and circling around the wet area again.
People really should watch how they handle they're gallons of milk, I mean how hard is it?, you just grab the handle, place it in your cart and leave, but no the dumb people that shop here obviously don't understand the concept of the handle on the gallon, it's there for a reason, learn it's proper use!.
After he finishes cleaning someone else's mess, he takes a quick bathroom break….
He stands in front of the mirror, looking at his dark apron in disgust, I mean the least they can do is let you wear one a little more fashionable.
He takes his lucky comb out from his back pocket, he runs it down his hair, getting it just perfect.
After he finishes, he walks out, and back to his stocking job….
It's late about 10:00 at night, James is almost finished, he just needs to restock some stuff in the frozen foods section.
He has the cart, holding the frost filled door open, as he's blasting his ipod, listening to Monster by Lady GaGa.
James sings along to the song, admiring Lady GaGa's vocal skills.
He leans back up from where he was bending down, to grab more frozen dinners for lonely women.
He's about to bend down again, but stops when he spots a certain blonde that's been eyeing him for a couple of days now.
The tall blonde is watching him, leaning against one of the doors, with a smirk on his face.
James gulps, he's heard a few things about the blonde boy. And they are not good things.
He tries his best to ignore him, watching him from the corners of his hazel eyes.
James find's it creepy and kind of hot how the boy just stands there watching him, call him a freak but he's an attention whore.
I mean this guy knows how to stand there and not look like a freak, James would rather be stalked in public, than have someone watching him while he sleeps, "What the hell does Bella see in Edward?" he thinks to himself.
He bends down once more, trying his best no to look scared as hell.
Kendall smirks watching the brunette bend down, smirking at James's skin tight jeans, that Kendall puts his hands on, in his teenage dreams.
James goes up to his cart again, but jumps back when he sees the blonde devil standing in front of him, smirking.
His breath hitches, his palms sweating, as the blonde steps closer to him, Kendall being a few inches taller than him, looks dominant as a mother fucker.
All though James is scared shitless, he'll be damned if he didn't think the blonde boy wasn't hot, in his black skinny jeans, tight gray V-neck. and fitted leather jacket.
Kendall eyes him up and down, grinning at what he sees.
"C-can I help you?" asks James, the breath he was holding in escaping through the words.
Kendall doesn't say anything, he just stares at him intensely, the brunette goes to move, but is stopped when Kendall traps him with his right arm, placing it on the door. James stares at the arm, gulping, then he looks back at the bad boy.
"What's yer name pretty boy?" asks Kendall, even though he knows the boys name already, he just want's to hear him talk.
"J-James" he says in a shaky voice.
Kendall smirks, stepping a little closer to the scared brunette, Kendall's heart flutters at watching James's innocent scared eyes.
"Mmm Jamie" he says, in a bed room voice.
James watches him, he doesn't know weather to run or kiss the blonde, so he goes with the first. He ducks under the arm, and runs.
But he doesn't get far, he feels two strong arms wrap around his waist, and all of a sudden he's pinned against another door. When this happens the song plays these lyrics, " Put his arms around me, said " boy now get your paws right off of me" oh the irony, how appropriate, thinks James.
His breathing becomes stronger, he goes to scream, but it's muffled by a large hand.
" Uh, uh, uh, why you runnin pretty boy?" asks the blonde, leaning his chest onto the one that's heaving erratically.
James tries to breath, but it's kind of hard when there's have a large hand placed over your mouth.
Kendall thinking that the brunette wont run, finally let's his mouth go.
James breaths in.
" Answer my question, Jamie" says the bad boy, moving a strand of hair from James's sweaty forehead.
James starts in a shaky voice, " Are you gonna hurt me?" he asks, cutely, if that doesn't make Kendall swoon, than there must be something wrong with him.
Kendall smiles at him, he loves that he's causing all this fear, he dwells on it, it's his turn on, he hurts many people, but never in a million years did he think he would find something so perfect, hurting James would never cross his mind, he couldn't even imagine it.
"Do you owe me something?" he asks, caressing James's blushing cheek.
James nods his head, slowly his hair moving with him.
" Do you want me too?" he asks, his eyes going from James's scared one, to his slightly quivering full lips.
" N-no" he says, quietly.
" Than no, I'm not gonna hurt you Jamie" he says sweetly, only certain people get to see the sweet side of Kendall, that's the boy in front of him, his family, or his dog Lola.
He runs his thumb under James's lower lip, " Than do you need something? Asks James.
Kendall looks up from James's lips, he nods, " I just wanted to introduce myself" he says grinning.
" Oh, uh…ok" says James.
" My names Kendall...but you already knew that didn't you?" he asks with a cocky attitude.
James nods his head, " Good " says Kendall. And with that he walks away.
James lets out a huge sigh, glad that's over, he watches the bad boy leave, as he wipes the sweat off of his forehead.
" That was close" he says, to himself.
" That boy is a monster-er-er-er-er" the song finishes, and although James is scared, he laughs at how the song fit the situation perfectly…..
James is walking down the dark streets of Minnesota, having just come out of his shift, he shivers it's cold, and winter is nearing.
He doesn't like not having his car, but his parents grounded him from it, because he snuck out to go to some concert on a school night.
He's walking down a neighborhood, when a gray and black striped classic Mustang Fastback, pulls up besides him.
He eyes the car, the windows are tinted, so he can't see who is in there, suddenly someone steps out the car, to his surprise it's the same bad boy.
Kendall walks over to him, leaning against the passenger door, he smirks at James.
" Need a ride?" he asks, the wind making his bangs flow.
James's head is telling him NO! HE'S A BAD BOY!, but another part is screaming YEA GET IN HE'S HOT!.
He's about to decline kindly, but Kendall interrupts him by opening the car door, " Get in" he simply states, and walks over to the drivers side.
James just stands there, contemplating, he knows not to leave the bad boy waiting, so he goes with it, and gets in.
He slides in awkwardly, closing the door, and buckling his seatbelt.
Kendall watches how nervous the brunette is, oh how he loves that he's causing all of this.
" So where do ya live?" asks Kendall, breaking the awkward silence, as he drives.
" Oh, uh up in St. Cloud" he says, Kendall raises his eyebrow, those are the rich parts of Minnesota….
They drove in silence for awhile, listening to the low songs that came from the radio. Kendall finally spoke up.
" So uh how old are you?" he asked. James looked over at him, scratching his head nervously.
" Uh 18.…you?" he asked.
" 20" said Kendall, the blonde let out a sigh of relief because at least James was of legal age.
" Oh," said James, he didn't know weather to think it's hot or weird, he went with hot.
" So you go to college" asked James a little more comfortable, and also not wanting too be rude.
Kendall nodded his head, " Nah, once I graduated, I was done with desks and teachers" he said chuckling.
James smiled and nodded his head, looking out the window. Kendall spoke too him again.
" Uh, you graduate yet?" he asks, looking towards the empty dark streets.
" Uh, no not yet, this is my last year though" said James shrugging.
" Thas cool…so what are ya gonna do after you finish school?" he asked, a little happy cause he wouldn't have to worry about school nights, and other things of that matter to much.
" I don't know, I really want to go to LA" said James, rubbing his hands together, than covering them with his sweater sleeves, Kendall noticed this and turned on the heater.
" LA?, whatcha gonna do out there?" he asked.
James shrugged. " I don't know, I really like singing and acting, maybe something like that?" he said, it was no surprise to anyone that knew the brunette, that he wanted fame.
" Hollywood huh?…I like it" said Kendall, chuckling.
James smiled at him, finally noticing the blondes beautiful green eyes….
They finally arrived, and Kendall's eyes went wide noticing James's huge house, it had a huge gate at the driveway, and really nice cars parked in it.
" So if like you gots money, than why are you working at the Sherwood's market?" he asked, still confused at that.
James shrugs, " My Dad wants me to learn responsibility…he trails off looking at his front door.
Kendall nods his head…
James thanks Kendall for the ride, he walks up to his door but stops when he's yanked around.
James's eyes went wide at seeing the blonde, he once again became scared.
" Here" said Kendall, placing a piece of paper in his hand, while still having his arms wrapped around James's waist.
James looks down at the paper, blushing when he saw the digits. " Uh?…
" If ya ever need a ride or….something" says Kendall, smirking, and looking at James's lips.
James watches him, the brunette blushes, when Kendall nuzzles his nose into his neck.
" Mmm nice meeting ya Jamie" he says, placing a little kiss on his neck, making James blush even more, and sending shivers down his spine.
James doesn't know what to say, " I better get a call from ya" demands the blonde, sounding very intimidating.
He finally lets go of the flustered boy, smirking at him once more, and walking to his car.
James watches as he jumps into his car, making a tire burning U-turn, leaving the wheel's tracks painted on the driveways cement, than he speeds out through the gate.
James's totally feels his jeans tighten, first a bad boy kisses his neck, gives him his number, and for the finale, he drives out like that!….
That whole night James lays on his bed, thinking about the bad boy, Kendall drives back, smirking the whole time, he has James in his trap, and it wont be long till he makes that pretty boy his….That boy is a monster-er-er-er-er…