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Kendall headed towards his dressing room; he got a strange letter saying to meet him to his room. He was walking and thinking of everything that may be in there, but kept drawing up blanks. He finally got to his dressing room, turned the knob and opened the door. And there sitting on a chair in the middle of the room was Logan, with a guitar.

"Logan, what are you doing here?" Kendall asked, suspiciously.

"I've noticed that you have been eating less, and you just seem out of place recently." Logan replied in a serious tone. Kendall kept quiet.

"And Kendall, I need you to know. You're my best friend in this entire world, you're the reason I made it this far. Without you, I don't know what I would have done. And I love you, Kindle." Logan said the last part with a tiny grin. Kendall was still unsure of what to do.

"I decided to learn this song, which one of my good friends wrote, on the guitar." The brunette gives his famous dimply smile. Kendall is just staring in awe; he's never seen Logan holding a guitar, let alone plays one. His heart is soaring. Logan begins strumming the beat to 'Cover Girl'.

I don't know why you always get so insecure

I wish you could see what I see when you're looking in the mirror

And why won't you believe me when I say

That to me you get more beautiful, everyday

When you're looking at the magazines

And thinking that you'll never measure up

You're wrong

Kendall is goofy dimply smile plastered on his face, as Logan continues strumming and looking at Kendall's gorgeous green eyes.

Cause you're my cover, cover boy

I think you're a superstar, yeah you are

Why don't you know

Yeah, you're so pretty that it hurts

It's what's underneath your skin

The beauty that shines within

You're the only one that rocks my world

My cover boy

Oh, oh, oh, oh, my cover boy

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Kendall's licks and bites on his lower lip, loving how Logan looks with a guitar and singing to him. The brunette smirks like he just read Kendall's mind.

You walk in rainboots on a perfect summer day

Somehow you always see the dark side, when everything's okay

And you wear baggy clothes that camouflage your shape

Whoa, but you know that I love you, just the way you're made

When you're looking at the magazines

And thinking that you're just not good enough

You're so wrong, baby

Cause you're my cover, cover boy

I think you're a superstar, yeah you are

Why don't you know

Yeah, you're so pretty that it hurts

It's what's underneath your skin

The beauty that shines within

You're the only one that rocks my world

My cover boy

The blonde still has that goofy smile from before, but this time he has tears, of joy, threatening to spill.

Got a heart of gold, a perfect original

Wish you would stop being so hard on yourself for awhile

And when I see that face

I'd try a thousand ways

I would do anything to make you smile

Cause you're my cover, cover boy

I think you're a superstar, yeah you are

Why don't you know

Yeah, you're so pretty that it hurts

It's what's underneath your skin

The beauty that shines within

You're the only one that rocks my world

My cover boy

Oh woah oh oh, my cover boy

Oh woah oh oh, my cover boy

Whoa oh, my cover boy

Whoa oh, my cover boy

"And I meant every single word, Kendall." Logan shot his famous dimply smile to Kendall again, immediately making the blonde swoon. The blonde broke away from his lovesick daze.

"Thanks, Logie. I really needed that right now." Kendall smiled, shyly.

"How about we finish up early, and go to that buffet that is just a couple blocks away." Logan asked.

"I think Scott would get mad. And I am not hungry." Kendall said.

"Kendall, that wasn't a question. I am taking you to that buffet, and you are eating. We all care about your health, Kendall. So, Scott let me and you have the rest of the day off to pig out." Logan smiled.

"I don't kno—." Before Kendall had time to say anything else, he was already being dragged out his dressing room, and out studio.