Wasn't going to start this till mid October but I found some time. So here it is; "Houston, What Happens When It's All Over.
It was around 6pm and Carlos and Logan were in the apartment playing Play Station. Choir lay on the long couch eating cheetos as she watched Carlos and Logan battle each other in the wrestling game. Logan began to laugh evilly and Carlos expression turned anxious.
"Why did you have to go and be a girl? You know I don't like hitting girls!" Carlos whined. Logan just laughed and continued to beat up his character.
"UGH! I give!" Carlos shouted standing up then threw the controller down on the couch. Again, Logan simply laughed.
James came out the bathroom. James gave Carlos a curious look and Carlos threw his arms in the air. "I have Logan taking advantage of my inability to hit a girl and the Cheeto monster eating all MY cheetos!" He barked and stormed off into his room. Logan and Choir exchanged devilish grins. James chuckled and made his way over to the couch. He lifted Choirs legs, sat down, and then placed them over his.
"Stop eating all our food," He joked. Choir threw one at him and it bounced off his nose.
"You're so lucky you're pregnant," James said.
Choir raised and eye brow. "Or what?" She asked.
"Or-" James started to say but she threw another one at him and this time it hit him in the head. At that James stretched his arms out and began to tickle her. Choir tried to get away, laughing. James, however pulled her back down and positioned himself over her and proceeded to tickle her. After about a minute of laughing Logan cleared his throat. This caught their attention and they stopped. Once Logan knew he had their attention and they were aware of his pissed state he shook his head.
"You know, sometimes I wonder if you're happy Kendall doesn't remember anything," Logan spat. Choir pushed James off her to sit herself up.
"You know that's not true," Choir said in a shameful voice as she brushed the cheetos off her yellow tank top.
Logan's voice was getting louder and a hint of hysteria lingered. "Then why for the past month you and James have been doing this and seeming to have no regard for Kendall. Hell, you do it in front of him sometimes." Carlos came out the bedroom with a perplexed look on his face.
"What's going on?" he asked but everyone ignored him.
"Logan relax-" James began as he got to his feet.
"Don't tell me to relax, man. You're Kendall's best friend. Have some damn consideration." Logan said,
"You're acting like we're doing each other."
"Are you?" Logan asked. Choir shot up.
"Screw you Logan!" She barked. "I love Kendall and only Kendall. God, you have no idea what I'm going through! If I need to laugh and James is the one doing it so what! Kendall can't be there for me so I'm going to take what I can."
"You can just tell Kendall. Kendall can be there for you too Choir. You just choose not to let him. If you love him like you say you do then it's time for you to tell him. This not telling him has gone on long enough!" Logan said.
"Dude-" Carlos started but was cut off by Choir.
"Don't you ever mind your business?" Choir asked.
"When it comes to my friends…no. If you don't tell Kendall by the end of the night then I will," Logan warned.
"You do that and I'll kill you," Choir said. Logan scoffed.
"I don't understand why you're not telling him. If you would care to explain then I will keep my lips closed," Choir shook her head and turned around and walked over to the window.
"Logan, that's enough. Leave her alone," James said
"I stand by what I say. Tell Kendall or I will," Logan said. The apartment door opened and Kendall walked in drinking a bottle of coke.
"What's up guys," He called over. When he joined them and smiled. "What are we talking about?"
Logan and James glared at each other. Logan then brought his eyes to Kendall. "You actually," he answered.
"Why?" Kendall asked. There was a moment of silence as Choir had turned around to look at Logan with a desperate look. Logan sighed.
"We were just hoping if you had remembered anything?" Logan responded.
Kendall's lips puckered a bit as he began to think. He shook his head once. "I got nothing," He answered. "Wait! I did have a sense of remembrance when I saw some people whacking each other in the pool with noodles."
"That might be something. I mean Carlos used to attack you all the time with the noodles," James said. Carlos smiled happily.
"Good times," He said drifting off into thought. Kendall then looked at Choir.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Why is everyone always asking me that?" She snapped at him. Kendall went wide eyed.
"Geesh I was only being nice. Last time I do that…" Kendall said to his best friends. "I'm going to hang in the bedroom for a while and listen to some music,"
"Go crazy," James said. Kendall chuckled.
When Kendall entered his bedroom he walked over to the radio on the burrow and turned it on. The Scripts "Man Who Can't Be Moved" was on. He placed his coke beside it. Kendall bobbed his head lightly to it. He pulled his blue V neck shirt off and opened the top drawer. When he picked out the first shirt, he unfolded it to get a better look at it. He wasn't feeling it so he put it back and dug around for a new one. When he came to the bottom he saw a pair of jeans and a blue shirt. He pulled it out and looked at it carefully. He didn't know why they were in there but figured they might be his moms. He threw them on his bed.
Since there was nothing good in his dresser he walked over to his closet. When he opened it a black cashmere sweater hit him in the face. Then Choir's voice rang through the air. "I'm not getting in there,"
Kendall's body froze. He stood there…thinking. He looked to the closet, his sweater, the clothes on his bed and to the bed room door…
When he opened the bedroom door Logan was on the couch, and Carlos talking over the counter. When he walked closer to Carlos he saw Choir and James on their hands and knees behind the counter looking under the sink. James looked at him. They saw the sweater in one hand and Choirs in the other.
"Wanna fix it?" James asked him pointing to the sink pipes which were leaking water. But Kendall didn't answer him.
"You have a claustrophobia problem," he said as more of a statement than a question. Choir's jaw dropped a bit.
"Are you remembering something?" Logan asked getting up from the couch. Kendall glanced at him but immediately looked back at Choir.
"I think so,"
"This is good," Logan said. James helped Choir get to her feet. She wiped her hands on her jeans.
"Do you remember anything else?" Choir asked.
"No. He closed his eyes tightly. "I opened the closet door, a sweater fell" he held the black sweater up "and then I heard you say "I'm not getting in there," and I don't know I just remembered something's about the night-"
"Yeah, you shoved me into your closet a while back because your mother was ended up coming back home and no girls were allowed to be over. Especially not in your bedroom," Choir explained.
Kendall looked at the hand with Choirs clothes in it. He held the hand out to her. "These are yours," He said. She took them from him. He clenched his sweater in his hands. "I wore this that night," He said.
James folded his arms. "This is amazing," Logan agreed with him.
"Anything else?" Carlos asked. He looked at Choir. "You were on my bed…I think…um…" He tried to think harder. Choir bit her lip. "Your clothes…" He tried to think harder but he groaned. "I don't know. I lost it," he laughed to himself. "It probably wasn't even part of it. I mean what would you be doing on my bed right?" He laughed again. James and Choir laughed with him but nervously. Kendall turned and walked back to his bed room. We the door closed behind him Logan clicked his tongue three times.
"I think it's time you told him, Choir," Logan sang.
"I think it's time to tie Logan to a pool and beat him repeatedly with Carlos's helmet," Choir sang back.
Carlos smacked his hands to his helmet. "Leave Ricardo out of it!" he said.
"Ricardo?" James repeated.
"I thought I would try out some name for him," Carlos smiled.
"Cool," James said.
Carlos walked over to the fridge and began to search it. Logan took his seat back on the couch. Choir and James turned to one another. "I don't have an appointment till next week with the doctor to get the fake paternity test. I can't let Logan tell Kendall and it sounds like Kendall is about to remember everything any second now," She panicked, whispering.
"Don't worry. I'm going to see if I can get Logan to back off,"
"What about Kendall?" Choir asked.
James shrugged his shoulders. "I think when he sees things that remind him of the past year it triggers his memory. "We just gotta…"
"Gotta what? Lock Kendall in a closet until next week?" Choir said sarcastically.
"That could work," James said. Choir hit him in the shoulder. Carlos got out the fridge and walked back over to Logan.
"I was kidding!" he rubbed his shoulder. "We can't do anything about it but hope and pray."
Choir rolled her eyes. "Great plan genius.
"Hey, God put me on this planet to grace people with my fabulous hair not come up with sure fire plans to keep an amnesia boy from remembering things," James said. Choir huffed. "Oh hey!"
"We are not hitting him in the head again," Choir said unamused.
"Can't say I didn't try," James said.
"Anyone ever tell you that you need serious help,"
"Well, at least I don't need to ask you that. We all know the answer to that," James said folding his arms.
"Hah-ha."
Choir shook her head and brushed past James. She walked over where Logan was."That's it. I can't do this anymore. I'm telling him. It'd be better to come clean now than when he does remember." Choir said. Logan clapped his hands together.
"Finally," he said.
"Choir don't," James said.
"James it's the right thing to do." Logan said
"Choir not yet," James pleaded.
"Logan's right. It's time to tell Kendall what he should know," Choir said. "It's just too much pressure. But now than later," Choir said trying to make James understand.
"He'll figure it out," James said to Choir.
"When he remembers and that's probably the worse," Logan said. Logan gave him a dirty look.
"That's not what I'm talking about," James said. Choir tensed up.
Logan eyed Choir. "What are you talking about?"
Choir turned. "Nothing,"
Suddenly, Kendall came out his room. "Jo is texting me non-stop so I'm going to go," He said making his way to the door.
"Kendall, wait," Choir called over to him. He turned.
"What?" He asked. Choir looked at James, Logan and Carlos.
"Can we have some privacy?" Choir asked them.
"No problem," Logan said happily and practically skipped out. Carlos placed a hand on her shoulder.
"It's for the best you know," he said and followed after Logan.
James walked up to her. "You don't have to do this," He spoke softly so only she could hear him.
"Yes I do," She said in the same volume. "Besides, he doesn't have to know everything," she said. James was now stunned. He knew she wasn't going to tell them that they had slept together. She would tell him everything else but that. James remained speechless and walked out. When Kendall and Choir were alone, Choir took a seat. Kendall walked over to her and sat beside her.
"So…" He trailed off when it remained silent between them. Choir softly cleared her throat.
"There are…um…some things that I should have told you. To remind you," Choir informed. Kendall's cell began to vibrate. He looked at it.
"Is it going to take long? Jo really needs me by the pool. Girlfriends…they can be a pain in the ass," he joked. Choir laughed in a phony manner.
"I honestly don't know how to tell you this," Choir said.
"Just say it," Kendall said. Their eyes were locked and Kendall didn't know what to do. His body had tensed up for some reason and he couldn't move. He watched her lift herself up a bit and he didn't know if he couldn't believe what was about to happen or he just didn't think it was going to. He just couldn't move. Her lips touched his and lightly brushed together. Another imitated stroke by her had him parting his lips a little to get a fuller kiss. He could feel her warm hands Kendall hesitated for a second but then brought his arms up to lace his fingers in her hair. Kendall felt this sense of urgency inside him. It felt like he had been wanting to do this to her for the longest time. But not once did he ever have a dream of doing this or feel this urge to do something like this in the past month when he was with her. It didn't come until she was connected to him. It was getting stronger. He could feel it build up in his body. He knew he was about to lose all sense of control so he broke free and immediately got to his feet. Kendall was breathing heavily like her. Choir sat back watching him - waiting. He kept his eyes on her.
He touched his lips. "What the hell was that?" It didn't sound like a question but more rhetorical. "That wasn't saying it…that- that- that- I don't know what that was but it wasn't saying it," Kendall said.
"Relax, Kendall. It's okay," Choir said soothingly.
"How can I calm down? I wanted to do things to you. Dirty things,"
"It's okay," Choir pressed.
"No it's not. I have a girlfriend," Kendall said.
"That's what I was trying to get through to you. I thought maybe you would remember. I'm thinking you did, just feeling remembered. Not remember, remember," Choir said. "I'm your girl friend. I only said Jo was because I needed time to think," Choir said. She got up and grabbed Kendall's hands in hers.
"I thought it was best to tell you before you actually remembered and saw what I had done. I didn't want you to be angry with me. I know it wasn't fair to you to lie to you but I was just so traumatized and hurt, I needed time. But I still loved you through it all and I still love you," Choir said. Kendall was speechless as he took in every word, staring into her big green eyes. "I can understand if you don't want to be together. If you're angry I'll understand,"
"It's okay…You were scared. You acted on it," Kendall said. Choir smiled a gentle smile that made Kendall smile as well. Choir moved her face closer to his but stopped short. Kendall then encouraged it by moving his closer. Their lips met for a brief moment. Only for a brief moment because Kendall could feel that urge coming back and he freaked out. He pulled away.
"I'm sorry. I can't do this," he said holding his hands up in a defensive way. He ran out and
