A/N: Okay. So this is my first chapter of my KOGAN fanfic. It has nothing to do with BTR at all besides the characters that I used being Kendall and Logan. Please Please Please review as this is my first story. And I will post the next chapter probably tomorrow night or at school tomorrow! Thanks!

Logan had never felt so alone in his life. He had absolutely no one. He could feel all of his friends slipping in between his fingers. Most of them just not knowing how on Earth they were going to be able to help him. After all, it was all his decision. On top of all this he's having problems figuring out what he wants with his life. He doesn't know if he's looking for the girl of his dreams, to love and have a family with, or does he really want to expand on the feelings he has for guys. Does he want to look for the perfect guy for him and get married to him and live forever with just himself and his husband?

Lately Logan has been struggling to decide. Seeing as he had never had a real boyfriend, and all previous girlfriends have seem to have gotten him nowhere, he figured it was time to see where the whole boyfriend thing went.

Logan wasn't one to rush into things. Relationships in particular. Which meant he definitely wasn't going to walk out into the middle of the street and pick up the first guy he sees. He was gonna let it happen when it happened.

Logan's Apartment

1:00 PM

"Lauren, could you please turn the music down! I'm trying to study for midterms next week and you should be too!"

"Yeah, yeah Logan. I'm a little busy at the moment. But anything for you dear sweet Logan."

Obviously she wasn't being serious. Logan knows her well enough that she has probably snuck her boyfriend into "their" apartment again and they're both in there doing God only knows what.

The only reason Logan would ever hesitate to call the apartment "theirs" is because Lauren had hardly ever been able to pay her half of the rent. Not that Logan could blame her. His parents were rich and agreed to pay her half until she finally found a job that would keep her for more than a week. Lauren isn't even sure where her parents are living at the time and she can't seem to recall the last time she'd talked to them.

Logan couldn't help that schoolwork came naturally to him, allowing him to have plenty of time for work, while Lauren struggled to stay focused with the numerous distractions such as her boyfriend, loud music, and late night parties. Not to be misunderstood, Lauren was extremely responsible. She wasn't one to get drunk or do drugs, she was just very, well, popular and had loads of friends, meaning loads of parties and other get togethers with them. Luckily she was extremely intelligent, being on a full scholarship to Duke for Physical Therapy and Rehabilitation, so when she sat down to do her work, she could finish it quickly.

Logan glanced at the clock on his computer.

"Ugh. Never mind, Lauren! If I don't leave for work now I'm going to be late!" Logan yelled into the other room.

"See ya!" Lauren hollered back over the roar of her Cute is What We Aim For CD.

Logan ran around hurriedly trying to find acceptable clothing for work. Satisfied, headed for the door, winking at himself in the mirror on the way out just like he does everyday. It made him feel better about himself, and gave him a laugh before he left. Lauren thought it was stupid even though it always made her laugh also. He grabbed his keys, his wallet, his jacket, and was on his way.

Logan was seen by all of his peers as being the "perfect child." Although he knew he was not. He didn't even feel safe inside of his own body. Having to run from his own feelings but having no one to go to, Lauren being busy all the time, not that he had time to have a conversation anyway. No one but Lauren even knew he had thoughts about liking other guys and he didn't even think about telling anyone else. Lord only knows how people would start treating the so called "perfect child" when they found out, even though he figured it was bound to happen soon. If he gets serious with a guy he meets. If he ever even meets one.

Finally arriving at the mall, Logan hopped out of his car and ran inside.

"Shit!" Logan said under his breath, although looking around he noticed his voice was louder than intended, people eyeing him for his foul language in public.

"I forgot to put on my watch!" He continued to himself.

Most people would see this as being a minor problem and would find his vulgar unnecessary, but Logan was OCD in his own way. He was going to feel off for the rest of the day just because of his minor slip up.

Logan has worked at Hollister for about 2 years now at the same mall and could probably get to work from any entrance in the mall, blindfolded at this point. He absolutely loved working there, seeing as there was something new to deal with everyday. Which seems to always be the case. He loved how not a single person who came into the store during the day would be the same as any other person he had seen earlier. Logan loved working with people because it seemed that no matter what the question was, that he would have the answer.

Logan didn't see why after working here for so long that he hadn't already landed the manager position here, seeing as theirs quits every few months. He thought that he could at least be assistant manager, but he's had no such luck since he started off here 20 months ago.

Logan walks through the threshold of the store, his nose filling back up with the scent that he has come to love so much. All of the cologne in the store can be nauseating to some, but not for Logan. The smell is almost comforting for him, seeing as he loves it so much there.

Caught up so much in his thoughts, he isn't paying attention and runs straight into something, causing him to jump back into the real world.

Logan being slightly below average on the altitude side of things, looks up about half a foot only to discover that the "something" he had run into was a boy, and a cute one at that.

"Oh, sorry. I–" He trails off, getting lost in the boys deep green eyes that even in the low light of the store seem to shine like moonlight reflecting of the water.

"You...?" the taller boy replies.

Shaking himself from his trance, Logan replies.

"Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going."

"Oh. Well it's alright." the boy replies.

Looking down at Logan he sees the headset that Logan is wearing and realizes that he works here.

"Oh you work here? Could you possibly check these things out for me?" the boy questions, while gesturing to the stack of t-shirts, polos, boxers, and cologne he has cradled against him and in his arms.

"Yes, yes I do," Logan replies, "And I would be more than happy to help you with these. I was just coming to "clock in" anyway." He smiles.

The taller boy laughs and says, "Thanks. I'm Kendall by the way." as he extends his free hand to shake Logan's.

Logan shakes Kendall's hand and can't help but to realize how soft they are.

Getting too caught up with the boy, now known as Kendall once again, he realizes he is in the middle of a handshake that is teetering on the edge of being awkwardly long.

"Logan." Logan replies, releasing Kendall's hand, and not being able to help but to smile once again.

"Nice to meet you." Kendall says, as a slight grin seems to cross his face also. However Logan could see straight through this and could tell that Kendall was trying all too hard to hide his grin.

"Nice to meet you too." Logan says, taking the clothing out of Kendall's arms and walking towards the register.

Arriving at the register, little is said between employees, just a few nods and and smiles.

Not having anything to say to Kendall, Logan begins ringing up all of the blondes clothing.

"That will be $136.49." Logan says to Kendall.

Handing Logan two hundreds, Kendall can't help but notice how quickly Logan is able to count back the change, not even looking at the computer to see the amount he is supposed to return.

"A penny and two quarters makes 137. A ten, a fifty, and three ones makes two hundred!" Logan says, handing the 63 dollars and 51 cents back to Kendall.

"Wow," Kendall replies, "You finished that before the receipt was even done printing."

Smirking, Logan tears off the receipt and says, "Receipt in the bag sir?"

"No thank you, I'll take it." Kendall says, grinning and snatching it from Logan's hand.

"Have a good day. Come again."

"See ya." Kendall replies back over the loud music of the store as he exits.

Logan can only sigh and shake his head. Still not able to wipe the grin off of his face that Kendall had oh so easily put there. This is the first time in a very, very long time that Logan had ever felt this happy. And the first time ever that it had been from a boy.

Logan drove home that night around 10 still thinking about Kendall. He came home to Lauren studying for midterms. He was extremely happy to see that, considering they had been best friends since eighth grade and he hated seeing her when she was upset and he knew that if she failed that test, that she would be. She wants this degree more than anything she's ever wanted in her life. The whole thought of helping people is the best feeling in the world to her, knowing that she can make a difference in someones life.

He gave her a small nudge on the shoulder and smiled at her before going to take a shower and head off to bed. It was about 11 now and he needed to sleep because tomorrow was Saturday and he had the morning shift at work on the weekends.

Falling into his bed he was thinking back to his day before he finally fell asleep. He could only think about how Kendall made him feel. Just the way he instantly got lost in his eyes and the way he talked. He made Logan feel safe just listening to his voice. At this point though, Logan thought he had to be going crazy. He barely knew the guy at all and being as good looking as he was, he had to have had a girlfriend, but he still couldn't get over the way Kendall had smiled at him. And the way it had almost seemed like he was flirting. Was Kendall just being friendly, or could he possibly be into Logan the same way Logan is into him?

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