The lights of our room gently flickered on and harshly lit rays seeped through my eyelids. Opening a single eye to crack I peered to the right; nothing, but when to the left I saw the culprit of my abrupt and rude awakening. Of course James was awake early; today was supposed to be special according to his horoscope and of course James assumed that would be his mighty maiden to sweep him off his feet like the damsel in distress he was. Considering I was normally the first up and him almost last, right in front of Logan, I was impressed; he really was serious about this whole thing. James had always been serious like that ever since I could remember. Ever since I could remember actually; it had been James and I.

Kendall and James, ever since first grade when Jame's had first started public school and had stupidly ran onto the ice rink and almost got flattened by the hockey team. He would of if it weren't for the fact I had noticed him and pulled him out a few seconds in good time. I don't know what it was that made me notice him. Thoughts flooded through my brain; I remember loving the way his forehead wrinkled in folds of worry lines when someone tried to touch his hair, the way he got serious when it came to singing, the way... Well you get the idea; just average friend stuff, nothing more.

Flashback

I was sitting in class; full of jumbles of conversations pouring and flying above my head; I listened half mindfully as Carlos went on about how he thought maybe wearing a helmet at all times would be the best thing for his naturally reckless ways. Thinking back now I should of payed more attention and advised him against it, but I couldn't help but think something about today was different. Don't ask me what or who, because I don't know, just know it was different. Then suddenly the smell of body spray filled my nostrils and I was in a state of euphoria. Looking around the room I saw where the smell originated. A kid around my age stood at the door and smiled as their eyes made contact with my own. The teacher coughed and looked over the class calling the kid to the blackboard. This kid, I still wasn't sure if it was a boy a girl and either way I was finding myself drawn in. Maybe it was his girlish smell, or his eyes, but I will never be sure.

"Class," the teacher, who's name I can not remember for the life of me said, "care to introduce yourself to your future comrades?" She smiled and nodded encouragingly to the kid.

"Hi my name is Jamie," the kid said with a blush struck across the face.

"And where are you from Jamie?" the teacher prodded trying to draw more out of the child.

"My house," Jamie said looking at the teacher with an expression reading, "are you an idiot", "duh."

The teacher chuckled and patted Jamie on the head, "Why don't you take that seat next to Kendall?" she asked a smile on her face. Of course, once again I was the welcoming committee, as always.

Jamie walked past Jenna, Tami, Carlos, and finally to the seat on my right in a process that seemed to take forever. Jamie was the cutest person, guy or girl, I had ever seen and I knew I had to be friends with him/her.

"Hi," the kid said sitting next to me, "I'm James... If you didn't hear me the first time..." he rolled his eyes and smiled in a teasing matter, but still with a sense of superiority.

"I'mth Kendall niceth to meet you," I said with the lisp I had obtained from loosing about 5 of my teeth in a month of hockey practice, "do you like hockey?"

Jamie giggled slightly at my lisp and shook his head, "What's hockey?"

Carlos spun glaring with surprise and anger and together we said, "What's hockey," we almost screamed passion blazing and dancing like fire in our eyes, "only the best sport in the world!"

The kid shrugged brushing his hair with a comb conveniently located in his pocket, "I don't do sports." Carlos turned devastated and I just rolled my eyes, 'Great I was put in charge of a girl, now I was going to get cooties'

The rest of the class I kept talking to minimum as I had assumed this friendship wasn't going to work. Then finally it was recess and I was in my skates and already on the ice playing with five other guys. I was out of my head, losing my game. All I could do the whole time was glance at the kid, Jamie, and wonder why I was so attracted to that kid. Shaking my head I went back to the game trying to keep it together. When suddenly, I saw him spinning on one foot on the ice and Carlos was barreling head first into Jamie, chasing a puck. I automatically swept in like a super hero and grabbed Jamie off his feet just a few seconds before Carlos crashed into the ice causing a huge dent. If Jamie had still been there I doubt he would have been tomorrow. Jamie started shaking uncontrollably and cried into my shoulder. "Your a girly guy you know that?" I said finally realizing he was in fact a boy as his firm body pressed against mine.

He smiled up at me and laughed a single tooth missing from his grin, "I'm James," he said, as I put him down to the ground as I set him back to the ground. He shook my hand and asked something that would change my life for good, "Be my friend?"

End flashback

Suddenly I had that tingle in my crotch area, you know, the kind that tells you, you really have to piss. So I quickly jumped out of bed, my eyes finally adjusting to the light, and knocked quickly on the blue bathroom door. James's voice replied to my constant knocks with an, "Almost done!" I scooted back and forth, doing what my mother called the "potty dance" I could feel the urine climbing closer to being out of me every second. I screamed, "Hurry the fuck up!' pushing against the door as if it would make time fly any faster. It worked though and suddenly our bathroom door opened and I ran into James. My face flushed rose red and my palms began to sweat as I felt the towel, the only thing between me and his naked body, slipping. I felt his pelvis pushing hard against my own and almost grinding me sub consciously while trying to keep the towel up in those few seconds. When grabbed his towel back up I already felt my member beginning to perk up in my boxers and beg for release. Now at this moment I noticed every crevice in between his rock muscles and the way his back arched naturally further than any man I've ever seen.

Shaking off these thoughts I quickly hopped back a bit grabbing a pillow from my bed and hugging it close against my body, hoping it didn't look to obvious. "I'm going to the bathroom..." I said, ignoring James's look of question and rushing into the bathroom, not waiting for an okay or anything to my previous statement. 'What the fuck was that?' I thought, I didn't have feelings for James, I mean I know the male population get aroused easily, but not that easily to the point where it is your best friend. I quickly locked the door behind me and climbed into a freezing cold shower to take care of my problem.

I peaked out of the bathroom door making sure no one was there before spinning and slamming it close. After locking the door, I opened my dresser and quickly picked out a my clothing not caring whether they matched. Luckily for me it did as I pulled out a red statement tee reading exactly how I felt "fuck off" and a pair of black denim skinny jeans. When I walked out of the room, James's eyes locked on me as I avoided them and his head cocked to the side almost asking about earlier. Despite my attempts to seem nonchalant I blushed and looked away again walking toward Logan and Carlos, who were fighting about wether or not the abominable snowman existed.

I smiled sitting down next to them on the orange couch, "Hey guys." I said completely ignoring James as he sat next and stared at the back of my head.

Logan nodded and smiled, while Carlos raised an eyebrow at me questioningly. "You took a bit in the bathroom." Carlos observed half jokingly, half serious. I bit my lip to keep myself from blushing, though I'm sure if anyone were to look at my ears they would be strawberry red.

I clucked my tongue and did what I do best, lied, " You know I was trying to compete with James at a looking good contest."

Carlos smirked with an unbelieving expression struck across his face, "Well, we all know who the winner is," he said nodding at James who smiled one of the amazing smiles you could ever imagine. Then he leaned in to whisper to me, "Cause you know, no offense, but you look like shit." I slapped him playfully and ignored as Logan gave me an irritated glare.

"I still don't think the abominable snowman is real." Logan said with a sigh that turned into a smirk as he won back Carlos's affection and attention.

Mom walked out at that moment to notify us that she and Katie would be back later and that their was a casserole in the fridge. We all thanked her and when she left agreed on pizza. Then the phone rang and we were notified that the limo was out front and we had to be at the studio in exactly ten minutes.

I had decide at that point; I was going to continue to ignore James and perhaps sort something out in my head, but it was hard once we got to the recording studio. James and I shared a mic, since we were about the same height, and his arms kept brushing against mine and sometimes I could feels his breath against my ear. And worst of all his voice still took my breath away. He kept asking, or at least tried asking me about the morning incident.I couldn't speak though, but no only because I was ignoring him, but because every time I tried talk beyond the lyrics in front of me I turned the color of a sunset, literally.

After what seemed like forever we were finally released by a Gustavo who was still trying to force down a smile. I danced with excitement and ran out of the recording studio. "I call the pool," I exploded with excitement and quickly added when I saw James putting on his "pool glasses", "toy myself!" I ignored James's saddened look and ran to the limo sitting down nest to Kelly and sliding my feet across the whole seat forcing the other guys to fit in across from us. Kelly looked me with an obvious suspicion and swatted my feet off the seat. And to my dismay, that I showed on my face with a grimace, she invited James to sit with us.

When the car slowed and we all got out I began to walk toward the pool. Then suddenly stopping me in my tracks, James grabbed my hand. I quickly smacked and ignored the tingling feeling dancing across my hands. As I half-walked, half-ran to the pool, I couldn't help but look back and I saw two Hazel eyes wide in wonder. Then I walked away not to turn back again.

I lounged by the pool and smirked as I watched Logan being chased by Camille, who was apparently auditioning for True Blood. I also half heartedly smiled at Jo as she flirted with me from the other side of the pool, beckoning me to join her. I smiled politely and equally as so shook my head; nodding toward the sun and then pointing to the umbrella above my chair. She sighed in dismay and turned back to talking to one of the Jennifers. I closed my eyes pretending I was still asleep that morning and the beating down rays of the sun were those of the light from my bedroom. Before I knew it I was asleep.

James was sitting in front of me; his boxers and socks the only clothing his hot, ripped body. This body, twisted and contoured into submission; with his head against the bed and back in the other direction. His sweet ass checks pointing toward me in a pleading lust. I complied of corse and puled down his boxers. I licked my lips and grabbed that tight ass thrusting my throbbing member into him. I moaned and felt James shudder against me, urging me to thrust faster. "Kendallllll," he moaned his body jerking in pleasure. "Kendall!" a voice that wasn't James' yelled. Then something slapped me across the face and I jolted up sitting on the orange couch in the apartment with Carlos looking down on me.

I still wasn't sure how I got up here when Carlos asked, "Having a good dream?"Nodding down to my excited friend creating a slight tent in my pants. I blushed as he continued, "You talk in your sleep."

I turned five shades of red and stuttered over, "I-uh can explains."

Carlos smiled and said, "Don't worry man, I won't tell anyone you have the hots for you know who."

Then a voice known all too well behind us asked, "Hot for who?"

I whipped around and saw James smirking quizzically at us, as I turned even brighter. Carlos's eys also filled with and he quickly covered for me saying, "Jo of course."

James rolled his eyes with a smile and said, "If that is your big secret you suck at hiding it."

I stayed silent as mouse, as my vocal cords came to halt my face a million colors. I stood up and walked toward the room ignoring James's attempt to pat my back in a sense of humor we both shared. I walked in and slammed the door waiting for the bang I needed to hear to satisfy my mind, but someone caught it. I sighed and kept on walking toward my bed. As I went to fall down in a defeated ball I was caught just as the door had been only moments ago. The strong hands spun me and turned me toward their owner, hazel eyes filled with hurt and confusion. I blushed as I felt his warmth against my bare skin and those images from dream rushed over me. I attempted to slap away the hand only to be pinned against the wall. James looked me in the eyes and mouth words a few times in sullen whispers, sending shivers down my spine. Only to say them out loud a moment later, "Why have you been avoiding me all day?"

I tried look away, but James caught my jaw and forced me to stare him in the eyes. Attempting to thaw out my vocal cords, I spoke, "I-I" or well at least tried.

He looked at me with seriousness, and confidence I wish I felt myself, but even more so comfort that had come from me till the age of ten and from him then on as he grew taller and stronger, "You can tell me." He had used this comforting appeal the same way when my parents divorced and It almost worked the same way it had back then.

But James's body was too close and I knew if he stayed like this for much longer I might explode. So, I did what I do best, lied. "I don't want to be around you right now, anymore, ever." I whispered stumbling over my own words trying to keep a serious look across my face

Hurt smacked across his features and hurt filled his smoldering eyes. I felt my heart shatter and fall like dust around my stomach which flipped and flopped in sadness, "Fine." He almost yelled turning around and walking out. He slammed the door and I heard that bang I had been hoping for to make it all better, but it only made it worse. Now all I had left to do was think.

A/n: should I continue this? Let me know please.

Edit: I rewrote this to get back into the groove please enjoy :D