AN: I don't know why I keep writing new stories without even finishing my other ones but meh I don't really care. This story is dedicated to my readers who's been asking and telling me that they wanted Dom. Logan, Sub. Kendall. It's also the first story where I will definitely writing smut because well I wrote the smut scene already ;D I will apologize now for the smut scene. It's the first time im writing something sexual so I how some of the rate M stories out there rubbed off on me. Well see. Enjoy and tell me what you think.
How did I end up in this situation? thought Kendall, pressed against the bathroom wall as he was ravished by soft velvety lips, leaving hot wet kisses at every exposed skin on his neck. His spine tingled at the sensation as every nerve in his sensitive skin exploded from the contrasting treatment it was receiving.
How did it end up like this? thought Kendall as he reminiscent on the events the landed him in this situation.
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He suppose it all started when his parents were relocated to another branch of the company in another state that they worked for which forced Kendall along with his sister Katie to move out of their hometown. Even after much protest and the possibility of staying with a close relative, their parents refused to give in to their wishes. That is to say they were devastated of being forcefully ripped out of their current lives to be injected into a completely foreign town, filled with complete strangers.
The move occurred during, unfortunately, the summer before his Junior Year. Times spent with friends planning what was suppose to be the best summer of their lives went to waste as he informed them of the tragic news. Tears were shed, last hugs were shared, and goodbyes were made as his soon to be long-distance friends accompanied him and his family at the airport.
The flight was spent in silence on Kendall and Katie's end. Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt tried to engage them in conversation but both ignored their efforts and continued to scowl. They tried another approach, reassuring about with encouraging words and compliments about their new home.
"Honey, it's going to be fun," comforted Mrs. Schmidt.
"Mom, I'm not a kid. That won't work on me," countered Kendall.
"Well what do you want me to do Kendall?" snapped Mrs. Schmidt, feeling insulted by Kendall's insensitivity.
"You could've let us stay with Auntie Kathy and Uncle Jack," argued Kendall.
"Whether you like it or not, we're a family and we stick together. Wherever me and your father goes, you two will go," she argued back.
"But what about my friends and school," he complained. "You pick a really good time to move mom," he scowled sarcastically.
"You'll make new friends, you always do," she said.
"But I like my old friends. I've known them for years AND I was so close to getting a girlfriend. Then out of the blue, you pull this move on me," he whined.
"You're going to have to get over it Kendall. There's nothing you can do about it," interjected Mr. Schmidt. "You're a handsome lad if I say so myself. You look just like me when I was your age. You'll find someone in no time."
"But what if Caitlin was THE ONE. Now I'll never know," he complained.
"Honey, if it's meant to be it's meant to be," sympathized Mrs. Schmidt. "I wouldn't have met your father if I hadn't moved and just like you, I almost had a boyfriend at my old town."
"I remember the first time we met…" began Mr. Schmidt as he recollected distant memories joined by his beloved wife.
Kendall grumbled. He's heard the story countless times, real romantic that one. Kendall couldn't help but be a little hopeful about remembering the old story. He's inherited an identical personality from his mother; hopefully her luck in romance was also hereditary. Kendall was more doubtful but he was clinging at that sliver of hope.
"Jut give up big brother," said Katie, although still bitter about the move, she was a bit more enthusiastic than Kendall and he knew why.
"You're just not as mad because dad bribed you with money," he said matter-of-factly. "How much did you get? $50? $100?" he asked.
"Unlike you, I know how to turn things in my favor and no I didn't get money," Katie replied. "I'm getting a new laptop and an XBOX," she smirked a devious smile.
"What?" exclaimed Kendall. "Mooooom," he whined. "How come Katie gets a new laptop and an XBOX?" he grumbled.
"This is the first time I've heard of this," she said shocked, before turning to her husband. "Honey?" she questioned, arching an eyebrow.
"And? I said OR," pointed out Mr. Schmidt.
"Fine I want a laptop but I get to pick," proposed Katie.
"Fine but it has to be under $500," he compromised.
"Deal," said Katie, holding up a hand. They shook on it while Mrs. Schmidt shook her head disapprovingly.
"What," he said defensively. "You wanted them to be happy so this is the best I could."
"What about me? If Katie's getting something I should get something too," he argued. "It's only fair."
"Fine. We'll get you something," agreed Mr. Schmidt. "What do you want?" he asked.
"A car," proposed Kendall.
Mrs. Schmidt almost spat out the drink she was drinking in shock. "A car?" she exclaimed.
"I'm not asking you to buy the car," he said. "I saved up a bit from my old part-time job but I still need more to get a decent used car."
"You want us to pay what you can't cover?" asked Mr. Schmidt.
"Yeah," said Kendall.
Mr. Schmidt looked at his wife for approval. She still looked a bit annoyed being by passed during the decision making but she nodded in approval.
"Fine, we'll match what you have," said Mr. Schmidt.
"Yes," exclaimed Kendall in victory which got him disapproving and judgmental looks from the other passengers but he didn't care. At least now he had something to look forward to at their new town.
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A week into their summer break, the Schmidt family finally settled into their new home. As another way to make up for the move, Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt allowed their kids to get first pick of the beds. Kendall claimed the attic while Katie, who wanted the master bedroom, settled into the second largest bedroom after receiving a glare from Kendall. That left Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt the master bedroom and an extra bedroom for guests.
Mr. Schmidt kept his promise and got them what they wanted. First, Katie for her new laptop and updated their driver's licenses. The next day, after his company car was delivered, Mr. Schmidt took Kendall to the nearest car dealership to browse for a used car. He settled for an ordinary Toyota Camry. I wasn't fancy but it wasn't a total crap either. It had decent mileage and was under his budget which gives him sufficient gas money to last him until he got a new job.
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Summer break was uneventful. Like Mrs. Schmidt predicted, Kendall made new friends quickly but not in the pleasant exchanges of hello's and how are you doing. A jolly Latino from next door crashed into his life, literally. After a painful head collision and a few bruises and scratches, the two instantly bonded. Then there's the over dramatic, future actress Jo Taylor that slapped herself into his life from a block away. As strange as they may, they made pretty good company over the summer. They showed him the town which wasn't much. Small, locally own businesses littered the town and due to it's low population size, they showed him pretty much the only mall in existence within a 50 mile radius. Other than that, the three would just hang out at a nearby park, while the two interrogated Kendall about his old life.
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The school year rolled in and he was glad to have friends to show him around. They taught him the do's and don't's, who to meet like Camille Roberts, someone Kendall was glad to meet and Stephanie King, and who to avoid, like Logan Henderson and James Maslow, the two hockey heads in town. Despite the warning and with caution, an unfortunate happened that caused him to bump into none other than Logan.
"New kid," he said, glancing at Kendall.
"Yeah," replied Kendall, before scrambling away from the brunette.
"Wait, where you going?" he asked, grabbing Kendall's arm to stop him from getting away.
"I just…I just have to go," said Kendall.
"Well, you have a good year," said Logan. "I know I will," he smirked before releasing his grip.
Kendall dashed away with a confused look. He looked back at Logan and found him still standing where he left him. Then Logan did something completely unexpected, he winked at Kendall, chuckled, then turn away. Kendall resumed walking with an even more confused look on his face.
Nevertheless, he swore from then on to avoid Logan and his crew. He didn't mention the encounter with Logan to Carlos or Camille. Unfortunately, destiny had other plans for him. Four out of his six classes, Logan was there and two out of those four, James was there as well. He was just glad to have either Carlos or Jo in those classes with James and to his delight, Camille was in all four classes that he had with Logan.
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Three weeks into the school year, Kendall's year hasn't been going well so far. Being the new kid is already bad enough, but being marked by the most popular guy in school as his main target can be a hassle. Kendall was perplexed on why he was the target. He was smart but he wasn't a complete nerd or a geek. He wasn't weak. In fact he has a decent physique. He's not a loner, he has friends. Kendall was no loser. Yet, he wondered why him? He's only spoken a few words with Logan and if he thought about it, he didn't insult the brunette in anyways except maybe trying to get away. He must've thought that as a invitation for a challenge.
It wasn't the stereotypical, nerd and jock relationship. It's also not a stereotypical bullying in a sense that he gets physically abused by the other. It's more of a verbal abuse and constant teasing.
Whenever Kendall tries to talk to new people, Logan would rear his ugly head and snide a degrading comment.
"Hey Kendall, how's that rash cream working for you?" he would ask out loud and Kendall would just storm out of the room embarrassed and seething. After several encounters like that with similar remarks, people avoided him like the black plague. Carlos and Jo tried desperately to do damage control but majority of the damage was done.
Not only that but Logan's became the unmovable barrier between him and Camille, the never ending, never faltering cockblocking machine. Every class, the brunette would snatch Camille right out of Kendall, for any group work or projects. How was he suppose to get close to her when he's only uttered a hello, a simple introduction, and a bit of small talk.
Then, Logan, that devious bastard pulled the most offensive stunt to date. Kendall was getting desperate. After mustering every ounce of courage he could for the past three days, he was just going to boldly ask Camille out for a date.
"Hi, Camille," he greeted cheerfully.
"Ohh, hi Kendall," she greeted back. Kendall was thankful that she was one of the few people that didn't believe the rumors about his hygiene.
"Uhh I was just wondering if you uh…," he began to say until he caught sight of the approaching figure.
Kendall's eye bugged out which got Camille worried. "Kendall what's wrong?" she asked turning around to see what he was looking at.
"No-nothing," he stammered holding her in place, preventing her from turning around. "Um…As I was saying I was wondering," he began saying again but he was too late.
"Hi Camille," greeted Logan, flashing a handsome crooked smile at her. She giggled a very girlish chuckled while her body seemed to relax from Logan's suave voice. "Kendall," he said, smirking at the blonde.
"Not now Henderson," sneered Kendall.
Logan shrugged, ignoring the blonde and faced Camille. "I'm free after school tomorrow…" he trailed.
"Yeah…" said Camille, urging him to continue, eager and hopeful for what Logan was about to ask her.
"Do you wanna go out? Grab lunch?" he asked.
Camille beamed and nodded furiously. "Uhh yeah, that'd be great," she agreed cheerfully.
"Great," smiled Logan. "See you later." He turned to Kendall who was beet red and trembling with fury. "I'll see you around Kendall," he grinned, winked, then left the two.
Once out of sight, Camille squealed and began rumbling excitedly how she's been waiting for this moment to come. Kendall was devastated.
"Ohh right. What were you gonna ask me?" asked Camille, snapping out of her teen romance trance.
"Nothing," sighed Kendall in defeat and left even at Camille's protest.
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Rejected, Kendall went through the rest of the day like a dead zombie. His mind was inattentive and pretty much ignored his surrounding. Not wanting to talk about the recent events with his nosy friends who were already assaulting him with endless questions once they saw his sorry state, he stayed at the school library to sulk after school. He sat at a secluded corner of the building and just silently sobbed from self-pity on how everything was turning out. Once he exhausted all his tears and the piercing headache came in, he decided it was time to go home.
He made his way to the school parking lot, his head down with sluggish movement. He didn't notice the figure leaning on his car until he stood in front of the person and saw a pair of shoes. Kendall hesitantly looked up and to his revulsion, it was Logan.
"What do you want?" snapped Kendall, sniffling a bit.
"Were you crying?" asked Logan. He placed a hand at Kendall's cheek and wiped a stray tear. "You're eyes look red and puffy," he said with sincerity.
"Don't touch me," spat Kendall, pushing the hand away. Logan raised both hands in surrender. Fury bubbled up, replacing the sadness and grief. "Don't pretend you care."
Logan fell silent but his eyes continued to stare at Kendall. His emotion was unreadable, neutral.
"What did I ever do to you?" he screamed. "Why do you like making my life miserable? You've already turned me into bad hygiened freak but you had to steal Camille too? You're despicable jerk that just likes to torment people."
Logan's lips curved to a smile. He was grinning.
Does he find this funny? thought Kendall.
"You're a monster. You're actually enjoying this? You're the most evil person that I know. I hate you. You're worst tha-" began to rant Kendall, shrieking cries of insult at the top of his lungs. He didn't care who heard it, he just wanted to get everything off his chest.
He pause for a moment to breath, chest heaving from the outburst of emotion. He was seething with so much rage but Logan just chuckled.
"Are you done?" he asked with amusement.
"Done? Done? I'm so angry at you right now It would take weeks, no months for me to finish," yelled Kendall.
"Can I take my turn?" Logan asked, acting like this was a game, the two of them going back and forth.
"No, I hate you. I hate you. I hate you," kept repeating Kendall.
Logan rolled his eyes and approached the ranting blonde. He gripped Kendall's shoulder and before the blonde could even register what was happening, Logan pressed his lips against the blonde. Kendall turned silent immediately, caught off guard from the unexpected kiss.
Logan began moving his lips. At first, Kendall was too stunned to respond but soon, his eyes began to droop while he instinctively moved his lips with the brunette. Logan licked Kendall's bottom lip, asking for access. The blonde eager granted him access and the kiss deepened. Kendall moaned into the kiss. Sooner than he expected, Logan broke the kiss. The brunette was grinning. He pecked Kendall's lips one last time before he turned away and left.
Kendall just stood there, gaping at the brunette's retreating form.
What just happened? was his last thought.
AN: At first I was going to start with the le sexy time scene and I even wrote all of it but at the last minute I decided to get the background info out of the way first. The first paragraph is a teaser for the smut scene in the bathroom. Hehehehe. I will only say this once. If the characters are Kendall Knight and Logan Mitchell then its Dom. K Sub. L but if it's Kendall Schmidt and Logan Henderson then it's Dom. L Sub. K. Reason being, showverse wise I see Kendall as the Dom. but real life, Logan is way for dominating. Please review. Like always stay nerdy.