Stand Forever

by To Old To Die Young

Kendall is a guy that wants to live his dreams. Logan is a guy that lives a dangerous life. They meet and hook up at a party where Kendall is playing. Everything seems fine until Kendall starts getting some interesting packages. Will Logan tell him who he is or will Kendall disappear like his old friends did? Slash

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One

"Do I really have to go to this party?"

"Yes, now stop complaining and get up. Your brothers are stopping by here on their way to make sure you're up and ready." My best friend said as he threw some clothes at my face.

"How did you even get in my house? I lock the doors and I don't have a key hidden anywhere." I asked as I slowly got up from the couch.

"You gave me a key when I roomed with you, remember?"

"You never gave it back?"

"Nope, because I knew there would be times like this when you needed my help to get you back to normal."

"I don't need your help and how am I not acting normal right now?"

"You're acting all depressed. Usually you're all happy and smiley."

"You know why I'm acting this way, Dustin. Just leave it alone, I'll be fine."

"Fine, I'll leave your guys problems alone, but you have to come to the party tonight."

"Why do I have to come to the party if you just said you were going to leave my guys problems alone?" I asked, as I threw my hands up in the air.

"Because, we kind of have to play a few songs there." He said, slowly backing away from me.

"What?"

"Yeah, I meant to tell you that we booked this gig last month but you were all 'in love' with Zeke."

"Are you serious right now?"

"Dead serious. We only have to play a few songs, that's it. After we're done, you are free to leave."

I took a deep breath and slowly let it out as I thought things over. "So I can leave after we're done playing? You, Kevin and Ken won't try to stop me?"

He nodded, "After the gig, you are free to do whatever you want. I'll make sure your brothers don't try to stop you."

"Fine, I'll go. What color do you want me to wear? Or does it not matter if we don't match?" I asked as I headed for the stairs.

"I'm just going to wear what I have on now so whatever you think matches this."

I nodded and hurried up the stairs. Dustin had been wearing dark jeans and a black t-shirt that had green lettering on it. I didn't even have to think about what clothes were in my closet to know what I was going to wear. Once in my room, I headed for my closet. Since I had a walk-in closet, I just the door to that and not the one for my room. In my closet, I grabbed a dark pair of skinny jeans and a black under shirt from the dresser and a black and green button up off of a hanger; I finished the look with green Vans and a black beanie. A quick check in the mirror as the doorbell rang showed that I was looking good. I left my closet and grabbed my guitar as I headed out of my bedroom. My two brothers were standing next to Dustin as I reached the bottom of the stairs. They gave me a quick once over before smiling. "You look good, bro," Ken, my oldest brother, said.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my car keys, "Whatever, let's go get this gig over with already."

My brothers shrugged and Dustin sighed. My brothers got into Kevin's car and Dustin was about to hop into his when he stopped and looked at me, "You could ride with me you know."

"I know, but this way I can leave early if I want to."

He sighed again and nodded. My brothers were already gone but Dustin was waiting for me so that I could follow him to the party. I put my guitar in the backseat and hopped into the front. In no time I was following Dustin to the party. It wasn't very far away so we were there within half an hour. The house the party was at tonight was three stories high and huge. I would guess that the person that lived here was either a huge actor or a well known singer. I was so busy staring at the house that I didn't notice Dustin was staring at me. "Are you okay, Kendall?"

"Yeah, sorry." I said, shaking my head. I grabbed my guitar from the back and followed Dustin inside.

"I'm going to go find James and ask him where he wants me to set up. You can go mingle if or something. We don't go on until ten."

"So you got me here an hour early for nothing?" I asked, glaring at him.

"No, I got you here an hour early so that you could mingle with people. So, go mingle. I'll either come and get you myself or I'll text you when it's time to play."

I nodded and headed off into the crowd, trying to find a place where I could sit and strum my guitar. The first few rooms I walked through were filled with people dancing and drinking. I finally came to one that didn't have many people in it, those that where there were doing things that I did not want to watch. Sighing, I headed back to the other room.

There was a bench built into the wall between two bookcases at the back of the room. I made my way over there and sat down. Without looking at the people around me, I took out my guitar and started to strum.

"I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in
'Cause I got time while she got freedom
'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven

Her best days will be some of my worst
She finally met a man that's gonna put her first
While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping
'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven, even, no

What am I suppose to do
When the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay

I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
'Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving
And when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven, even, no

What am I gonna do
When the best part of me was always you
And what am I suppose to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay

I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces, yeah

I'm falling to pieces
(One's still in love while the other one's leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
('Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven)

You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame
Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains, oh
'Cause you left me with no love and no love to my name

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in
'Cause I got time while she got freedom
'Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break
No it don't break, no it don't breakeven, no

What am I gonna do
When the best part of me was always you
And what am I supposed to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay

I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces
(One's still in love while the other one's leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
('Cause when a heart breaks, no it don't breakeven)

Oh, it don't breakeven, no
Oh, it don't breakeven, no
Oh, it don't breakeven, no"

As the final note faded away, I looked up to find that the crowd had stopped dancing and was watching me. They started clapping and smiling at me. I smiled back, "Any requests?" I joked.

"I have one." I familiar voice said.

"And what would that be?" I asked Dustin as he walked over to me.

"That you get up on stage so we can start out gig," he said to me. To the crowd, he said, "Who wants to see this guy sing some original songs? Ones that most of you have probably never heard before?"

The crowd started clapping and screaming. Dustin smiled and looked at me, "It's time."

I nodded and followed him out into the backyard. He and some other guys had already set the stage up at the end of the pool and there was already a crowd waiting for us, and that wasn't with the people we were bringing out from inside the house. I took a deep breath as we walked up into the stage. Dustin grabbed a microphone while I set my guitar off to the side and grabbed my own microphone. "Hey are you guys having a great night?" Dustin asked the crowd.

They screamed in response and we smiled. "My name is Dustin and this is my best friend, Kendall. And we are…"

"Heffron Drive!" we screamed together.

The music for our song, Love Letter, started playing and I began to sing. It wasn't long before the crowd began dancing to the music and singing along to the chorus. It was near the end of our second song when I noticed that there was one person that wasn't dancing to the music or singing along.

There was a guy that looked to be around my age leaning against the side of the house. He had his arms crossed and his eyes locked onto the stage as Dustin and I sang. His dark hair was spiked up and he was wearing clothes on the darker side of the spectrum. A black long sleeved shirt with a dark jean vest over it, dark jeans and black converse covered his body. He had a smirk on his face as I nodded at him. He nodded back as the last note played. Dustin was about to introduce out next song when I stopped him, "Can I suggest a song change?"

"It's a little late for that but I guess you can." He said with a confused look. "Which song do you want to sing?"

"Stand Forever."

"Are you sure you want to sing that?"

I looked back at the where the stranger was still watching us from next to the house, "I'm sure."

Dustin saw where I was looking and he chuckled. "Go ahead and introduce it then, Lover Boy."

I rolled my eyes at the name he gave me, "Okay guys, I decided to change what song we're going to sing next. This song is Stand Forever."

The beat started up and I started to sing.

"Start it off with a breakdown baby
I've been quietly studying you
standing off in a corner with your arms crossed
eyes locked staring at the scene unfolding before you
and I'm not sure if it was me that you smiled at
but one more drink and I'll be past that
and into you so please don't question
when I, when I take your hand away and go

I'll stand forever and ever
and maybe one day we'll be together
now if you could only see me from the way that I see you
now if you could only see me from the way that I see you
so please baby go dry you eyes
the last thing I wanna do is make you cry
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
if you could only see me from the way that I see you

It's a long shot, but I'll say
I wanna unremember you
so purse your lips and blow me a kiss
if it's the last thing that I'll see from you
well could this be the reason that we always fall apart?
always stopping never starting, walk away a broken heart
and you and me just need some time alone
you and me just need to be alone

I'll stand forever and ever
and maybe one day we'll be together
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
so please baby go dry you eyes
the last thing I wanna do is make you cry
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
if you could only see me from the way that I see you

In the morning when you come to
if you wanna leave, I won't stop you
[oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh, won't stop you, oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh]
you've got me underwater and I'm trying to breathe
if you wanna stay, I won't make you leave
oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh,
I won't make you leave
oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh

I'll stand forever and ever
and maybe one day we'll be together
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
so please baby go dry you eyes
the last thing I wanna do is make you cry
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
if you could only see me from the way that I see you
if you could only see me from the way that I see you"

I kept my eyes on the guy that was leaning against house. His eyes widened a little bit as the words of the song reached him. I think he knew that it was him that I was singing about at that moment. He leaned away from the wall and started to walk closer to the stage. The song ended and I dropped my hand so that it was hanging limply next to me. I looked at Dustin and we nodded. Dropping our microphones, we ran off the stage and jumped into the pool. We could hear other people start to jump into the pool after us as we came back up to the surface.

I swam to the edge of the pool and started to lift myself up. Dustin swam up to the edge of the pool and watched me as I sat there, looking for the guy in black. "Why don't you stay and swim for awhile? You don't have to leave right away, do you?"

"I'm not leaving, not yet anyways."

"Are you looking for that guy that was leaning against the house?"

I nodded, "I lost sight of him when we jumped onto the pool."

"What if he doesn't like you like that, Ken. Maybe he was just watching us like that because we were performing."

"I don't know, D. I have to find him and talk to him."

Dustin nodded, "Go get him then."

I smiled and jumped up, leaving Dustin in the pool. People clapped me on the back and told me what a great job we had done on stage as I walked through the backyard. One person had even stopped and asked for a picture. After the picture, I finally realized that I had lost the guy. He was nowhere in the backyard and there was no way that I would be able to find him in the house if he was even here still. I sighed; I guess meeting him wasn't meant to be.

"Are you looking for me?"

I jumped and turned around. The guy that had been leaning against that house was looking at me with a smile on his face. I nodded, "Yeah, I saw you watching us from near the house."

He nodded, "My friends dragged me here and told me to mingle. As you saw, I didn't mingle."

"My friend and brothers did the same thing to me, but my friend and I had to play, as you saw."

"You guys sounded good."

"Thanks. We started the band a few years ago just for fun but now it's something that we hope works out."

"Well, I hope it works out for you." He said before holding out his hand, "My name is Logan."

I shook his hand, "I'm Kendall."

"Are you from around here?"

"I live about half an hour away."

"Oh, that's cool."

I nodded. We were silent for a little while, awkwardly standing next to each other away from everyone else. Logan looked around, "Do you want to go somewhere more private to talk?"

"What do you mean?"

"There isn't anyone in the fire pit; we could go talk over there if you want."

"Okay."

He smiled and held out his hand, I took it and he led me over to the fire pit. Logan let go of my hand and grabbed some wood that was sitting next to some of the chairs. I sat down and watched as he piled some pieces of wood and newspaper in the fire pit. He took a lighter out of his pocket and started some of the newspapers on fire. It wasn't long before everything was burning. Logan put his lighter away and sat next to me on the bench. "So tell me about yourself Kendall."

I shrugged, "There's not that much to tell. I'm 18, live by myself and am in a band with my best friend, Dustin."

"You're 18?" Logan asked, raising his eyebrows a little bit.

"Yeah, how old are you?"

"19 but I turn 20 in few months."

"Oh."

Logan nodded with a smirk. "I live by myself but my two best friends live in the house next to me."

"That's cool. What do you do?"

"For work? Just odd jobs around the city."

"What kind of odd jobs?"

"You don't want to know." He said, looking at his hand. He was rubbing a finger over the skin on the back of his hand near his thumb. It seemed like there was some kind of mark there.

"Is that a tattoo?"

Logan nodded before he pulled a fingerless glove out of his pocket. He put it on and looked at me. "I don't think what I do is something that should be talked about on a first date."

"This is a date?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"The words you sang in that song sounded like you wanted it to be a date." He said as he quoted the lyrics from Stand Forever.

"'In the morning when you come to
if you wanna leave, I won't stop you
[oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh, won't stop you, oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh]
you've got me underwater and I'm trying to breathe
if you wanna stay, I won't make you leave
oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh,
I won't make you leave'"

My eyes widened as I stared at him. "So you're…"

"Into guys? Yeah, have been since I was like 14. That's why you sang that while looking at me, right?" Logan asked, looking at me warily.

I nodded, "I didn't think that it would work out though. I thought I was just imagining things."

"Well, you weren't. I was staring at you." Logan said as he leaned in slowly.

My breath caught as I began to lean in to meet him halfway. Our lips were almost touching when someone stopped in front of us. "Sorry to disturb you, but we're needed back on stage, Kendall."

I jumped back and ended up falling off the bench Logan and I were sitting on. Dustin laughed as he walked away. Logan smirked but got off of the bench, holding his hand out to me. I took it and stood up, blushing like crazy. "Sorry," I said, rubbing the back of my head.

"It's okay, you look cute when you blush." Logan said as we walked hand in hand to the stage. My blush darkened and he chuckled. "Go on, you have a crowd to please."

I nodded and was about to pull my hand out of his when he pulled me closer to him. "What -" Logan's lips closing over mine cut me off. I out my hands on his waist as my eyes closed and I kissed him back. We broke apart after a moment and just looked at each other. "Good luck," Logan said, giving me another peck on the lips.

"T-thanks." I stuttered.

He smiled, turned me around, and pushed me towards the stage. "The quicker you get done singing, the quicker we can get back to talking, or whatever else it is you want to do."

I smiled and walked a little quicker towards the stage. I hefted myself up on the stage and took my microphone from Dustin as he walked by. "Okay, guys. We're just going to sing a few more songs before we clean up for the night. We will sing another song that we wrote but the others we'll sing are just covers that we like." Dustin said to the crowd. "Is that okay with you guys?"

The crowd screamed in response and we got started on our next song. Throughout the last few songs, I watched Logan as he stood off to the side of everyone else. He still wasn't dancing or jumping around to the beat. Just like the last time, I stopped Dustin from introducing the next song. "Again, Lover Boy?" he groaned.

"It's the last time, I swear." I said, pleading with him.

"Go ahead," he said, motioning towards the crowd.

"Okay, this next song is for a friend of mine," I said looking right at Logan. "He hasn't been dancing tonight and I want you guys to get him jumping on the dance floor. Can you guys do that for me? He's the one standing off to the side, glaring at me." I smiled as a few girls ran over, grabbed his arm, and started dragging towards the rest of the group. "Thank you, ladies. Now, this song is called Better Get To Movin'."

The beat started up and everyone started dancing. Logan was shaking his head at me and the girl around him kept him moving throughout the entire song, never letting him out of their reach so he wouldn't wander away. The song ended and Dustin and I bowed to the crowd. I tossed my microphone at Dustin before jumping off the stage, this time onto the ground, so I could reach Logan. I put my hand on his arm, "Thanks for getting him to dance a little," I said to the girls that were standing around him.

They said no problem and left us alone. Logan turned to face me, "Why did you do that?'

"Because you needed to get moving. You can't spend the entire night just watching from the outside like a shadow."

"It's what I always do, what I have to do."

"What do you mean it's something that you have to do?"

He sighed and took my hand, pulling me away from the crowd. We ended up in a dark corner by the house where no one was at. Logan lightly pushed me against the brick wall and stood in front of me with his hands on either side of me. "I want this to work," he said, motioning between us with one hand, "but what I do for a living is dangerous."

"What do you do for a living?"

"I can't really tell you, not yet anyways. I don't want you to get hurt because of me."

"I can fight for myself if I have to."

He gave me a small smile, "I don't doubt that but I still don't want anything to happen to you. I don't know why, but I feel connected to you somehow and we've only met for the first time like two hours ago."

"I can feel it to." I said, knowing the feeling. After we talked the first time tonight it felt like we'd known each other for years, not hours.

Logan leaned forward and placed a small, gentle kiss on my lips. "Is there any place we can go that's away from here? A better place to talk about things without someone interrupting us."

"My place. I drove here myself so I don't have to wait on anyone to leave."

"Perfect, lead the way." Logan said, moving out of my way but leaving one of my hands in his.

I smiled and pulled him through the crowd in the backyard and into the house. Most of the people that were still in the house were either dirty dancing with someone or were just getting another drink from the kitchen so it was easy to move through there. We were nearly to the door when Kevin showed up. "Hey, bro. Where are you going? There's still plenty of time left to party."

"I'm going home, Kevin. It's too loud here to have a private conversation."

It was then that he noticed I wasn't alone. Logan let go off my hand and stuck it out to Kevin, "I'm Logan."

Kevin shook his hand, "I'm Kevin, one of Kendall's older brothers."

Logan nodded, "It was nice to meet you."

Kevin opened his mouth but I cut him off. "You can give him the older brother speech later, Kevin. Right now, we're going to my house. And don't bother getting Ken and trying to stop us. I'm locking all the door and windows."

Kevin glared at Logan but nodded anyways, "Fine, but you know we only do it so some jerk doesn't hurt you."

"I won't hurt him, I swear."

Kevin nodded again and left us. I opened the door and pulled Logan out to my car. I unlocked it and we both hopped into it. The engine started quickly and we were soon on our way to my house. Logan was quiet as I drove. He was looking out the window at the houses that we passed. I pulled into the driveway and shut the car off. Logan's eyes widened at the sight of my house. "You live here?"

"Yeah, my grandparents both had money so my parents had money which meant my brothers and I got money." I said shrugging.

"Were your grandparents like rocket scientists or something? Or were they really good gamblers?"

"I don't really know. They don't really talk about what they used to do." I replied as I got out of the car.

Logan got out of the car as I grabbed my guitar from the back seat. We both walked up to the front door and I unlocked it before leading Logan inside. I led him into the living room where I set my guitar down before flopping down onto the couch. Logan was walking around looking at the pictures that I had put up. He stopped at the fireplace and picked one of the frames up. He turned to me and held up the picture, "Who are they? They don't look like they're your brothers."

The picture was from when I was like ten or eleven. I was in the middle with two other boys on each side of me. "They were some of my old friends. Carlos is the one on the left and James is on the right. We hung out all the time in elementary school but they both disappeared a few months after that picture was taken. No one knows where they went or if they are even still alive."

"I'm sorry," Logan said, putting the picture back before coming over and sitting down next to me.

"It's okay, if was a long time ago. But for some reason, I don't think they're dead. I just have this feeling that they're still out there somewhere."

"Then I bet they are still out there."

"I hope so."

Logan nodded and we just sat there, staring at each other. Just like earlier at the party, we both started to lean into each other. Our lips touched and Logan lightly pushed me back so that I was lying on my back and he was holding himself up above me. My hands went up to run through this hair as his hands started to lift my shirt up. He managed to get my shirt off and I was working on doing the same to him. Just as I got his shirt off, his hands started working at my belt. I froze for a moment before gripping his wrists, "No, too soon."

Logan removed his hands from my belt and put them on either side of my head, "Sorry."

"It's okay. I just got out of a bad relationship and wasn't expecting to find someone else so soon."

He smiled and kissed me, "I understand."

He moved to get off of me when I stopped him again, "Just because I don't want sex doesn't me that I don't want to make out cuddle."

"I'm okay with that," Logan said, smiling.

He came back down for another kiss and we started making out. As the night wore on, the number of kisses got smaller and soon we were just lying next to each other on the couch. Logan yawned and I soon copied. "Why don't we go upstairs and sleep on an actual bed. It would be a lot more comfortable." I said.

"The same bed?"

I nodded and pushed him away from me. "As long as you promise not to jump me in the middle of the night."

"I'll try not to," Logan said with a smirk as I took his hand and led him up to my room.

We reached my room and I let go of his hand. I headed towards my closet for some sweats, "Do you want something to sleep in?"

"Sure."

I nodded and grabbed two pairs of sweatpants. A grey pair that I changed into while still in the closet and as black pair that I threw at Logan as I headed towards my bed. "Where do you want me to change?"

"You can change there is you want, or the bathroom." I said as I laid down.

Instead of a response, I heard the ruffling of clothes before there were some footsteps and Logan got in bed. He moved as close to me as possible and threw an arm over me. "I want to ask you one more time if you really meant what you said in that song." Logan whispered as we laid there.

I thought back to the song before I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "I meant it."

I felt Logan nod against my back and soon his breathing evened out. I hope he's still here when I wake up, I thought as I fell asleep.