Yay! My second fanfic! I'm excited. So, this is another story in which our little Logie is depressed and cutting and hopelessly in love with Kendall. But Kendall doesn't know. He loves Ally. (Based on my stupid love story.) Enjoy!=)
That quote kept running through my head as I sat on my bed, looking at him. Staring at the beautiful blonde seemed like all I did lately.
"Kendall." His name. it was music to my ears, even if I was the one saying it. Sometimes I wished he would hear. I wish he would answer.
"Logan," he'd whisper. Just then, I noticed something. I was crying.
None of the guys had ever seen me cry. Well, except for that time in fifth grade when I broke my arm in four places, but that doesn't count.
Just then, I heard James knocking on the door, "Logie?" I quickly pulled myself together, wiped my eyes, and opened the door.
"Logie?" he repeated. "I thought I heard someone crying…?"
"Uh, no. must've imagined it." I heard Carlos padding down the hall to mine and Kendall's room.
"James? Ugh, what are you doing? It's two in the morning!" said a grumpy Carlos. James took a last look at Logan and sighed, then guided Carlos back to their room.
Phew. That was a close one. I've got to learn to be quiet. Because now Kendall was stirring. Very quietly, I whispered, "Go back to sleep, Green Eyes." And he did.
The next morning I woke at a normal time. My adorable Green Eyes was still sleeping. I sighed deeply, then pushed myself out of bed so I could go make breakfast.
"LOGIEE!" Carlos screamed right before I was tackled. I started laughing hysterically.
"Yes, Carlos?" I asked, trying not to burst out laughing again.
"I smell FOOD!"
I started laughing again as James and Kendall came running in, followed by Katie and Momma Knight. The guys all fell on the food like hobos. Ah, the guys. My brothers. My best friends. That all changed when we moved to LA and I fell in love with Kendall Donald Knight.
Yeah, so I feel like this was terrible. SHould I continue it or not?