Books and Other Things

If there was one man on this planet they hated as much as they loved, it would be Gustavo Rocque. The man made James' dream come true and het made the guys even closer than they already were, back in their Minnesota days. But when he demanded eight hours of dancing while all he did was yell, the only feeling you could have for him was hatred. So naturally, the boys returned home with groans coming out of their mouths. Kendall decided he wasn't gonna be able to do anything anymore, so he retrieved into his and Logan's shared bedroom. Also, for a while he didn't want to deal with anything of anyone. Kendall had never been good in taking commands from adults, especially adults like Gustavo. He walked straight to his bed, not even bothering to change out of his sweaty, sticky clothes. They were comfy, so he didn't care at all. His mind was already in some far away land when his head hit the pillow, but he could still hear James' and Carlos' banter through the walls.

He never understood how much energy those two boys had. It had always been like that, even with hockey. Whenever the four of them played a friendly game, he and Logan would collapse after about an hour or two, while James and Carlos could go on and on hours after that. He would never get it. Slowly but sure he could hear the voices become more distant, giving him the amazing feeing of almost falling asleep.

After what felt like 5 minutes, Kendall awoke by hearing a loud bang. He opened his eyes to see nothing but pillow. Softly groaning, he pushed himself up to have the light of a lamp shining in to his eyes. One hand came up to rub the remaining sleep out of his still tired green eyes. He slowly pushed himself further up, so that he was sitting on his knees. He stared at the place where the bright lighting came from. To his surprise, he saw Logan sitting on his own bed, smiling at him. In Logan's lap was his latest favourite book, a book Kendall had given to him. Kendall was aware that Logan's favourite novelist was Stephen King, and he also knew all the books that Logan owned of him. He didn't own 'The Green Mile' yet, so when Kendall had watched the movie on TV, he decided he had to buy Logan the book. Since then, Logan had read the book three times from cover to cover. This was the fourth time he was reading it.

"Hey, sleepyhead." Logan said, slightly amused. In response, Kendall rubbed some more sleep out of his eyes. He also fixed his hair, knowing he always had a horrible bed head after a nap.

"How long was I out?" Kendall asked his now smirking roommate.

"Oh, only for four hours. How do you manage to sleep through the screams of our considerate friends?" Kendall yawned, he had no clue either.

"I don't know, I was really beat I guess. What are they even doing?" Kendall's question was followed by another bang. He felt bad for their neighbours, they don't deserve all the loud noises.

Logan just shrugged. "They're just fighting. I don't even know where it's about. I only know they're smashing each other in to things. They've been going at it for hours. Kendall chuckled. Of course they'd fight, physically, without an apparent reason. That's just so… them, like it's normal for him and Logan to just sit and do nothing, the complete opposite was normal for James and Carlos. Both could be viewed as weird, but none of them cared about that. They never really cared about other people's opinions. They called it a hockey thing, but even without the hockey, they still used it. And why would they not. Being affected by other people's opinions could really mess with their career.

Kendall sniffed the air when an odd smell invaded his nostrils. "Yuck, I stink, I gotta take a shower." Kendall got up a little too fast. His left feet got tangled in his comforter, making him fall out of his bed with his face hitting the floor first. When he heard Logan laugh, he groaned in frustration.

"Nice fall dude!" Logan said in between laughs. It caused Kendall to stay put, plus, his limbs were just too tired to push himself up again.

"Dude," Logan said, showing his worried side, "are you okay? Did you fall wrong? Does something hurt?" Before Kendall could say he was fine, Logan was at his side, rubbing Kendall's back to comfort him.

"Nahh, nothing hurts. Just tired, and stinky." Logan carefully picked him off the floor. Kendall let him.

"Are you gonna be okay in the shower, or do you need some help?" Logan joked, sending a wink Kendall's way. Kendall just ignored him and walked to the bathroom. Before he shut the door, he turned around to face Logan.

"You wish you could help me in there." Kendall smirked at Logan, whom retaliated with a chuckle. He then watched his blond friend disappear in the bathroom.

He smiled to himself. Somehow, he loved the friendship between the two of them a little bit more each day. It was as it they're more comfortably around each other after every word they spoke. Logan got on his bed again after picking up the book he dropped on the floor when he rushed to Kendall. The book reminded him of another great piece of their friendship. They just randomly bought presents for one another when they saw something and thought the other would like it. They wouldn't wrap it or something girly like that. Hell, they wouldn't even attach a not. They'd drop it just on the other's bed so that he would find it eventually. This book was the last present he had gotten from Kendall, and he absolutely loved it to pieces. The story was beautiful, magically even. He was surprised though, when he found it on his pillow. Not expecting Kendall to buy him such a book. He sat with his legs crossed against the wall, book in his lap. It was his favourite reading position.

He heard another bang coming from the living room. He wishes his friends would just stop. He knew Mama K and Katie had already fled the apartment, but he couldn't leave Kendall here by himself. He prayed to god one of them would get tired soon. The door of the attached bathroom opened again and a wet, naked Kendall came in to view. Kendall chuckled at seeing Logan with his nose in the book again. He quickly got some dry, clean clothes and put them on.

"I didn't realize I bought you such a good book." Kendall said while another small chuckle escaped him. Logan buried his face farther in to the book, trying to hide the slight blush that crept onto his cheeks.

"Shut up, Kendork, the story is just lovely." Kendall loved the way Logan felt the need to defend himself.

"Hey I wasn't mocking you, I just gotta buy you more books like that." Kendall went to sit on the edge of Logan's bed, staring at the other who managed to keep reading his precious book. With a sigh, Logan quickly put his book away.

"Kendall, can I tell you something?" Logan asked softly while gazing at everything but Kendall.

"Sure thing bro, what's up?" Kendall was a little confused of why his best friend was suddenly so shy around him.

"Okay, it may sound really stupid but, I'm in love with you-"

"LOGAN!" The scream of Logan's name came from the living room, from James to be precise.

"What, James!" You could clearly hear the irritation in his voice.

"You need to solve this!" He always had to.

"Do it yourselves this time!" "We tried but now Carlos is hanging upside down of the balcony!"

Logan growled and turned to Kendall. "I'll be right back."

While Logan went to help out James and Carlos, Kendall was left alone on Logan's bed. Did he hear that right? Did Logan just confess he was in love with him? What? To say he was shocked was a big understatement. Never had Kendall felt so confused in his whole life. He thought about it. He and Logan were easily the best friends out there. They never had a fight, could talk to each other about everything –from girls to videogames to sex, it didn't matter- and they always had each other's back. No questions asked. And of course, Kendall knew he loved Logan.

He had loved the slightly smaller boy from the moment they'd met. He was positive Logan felt the same way, but what Kendall didn't understand was when Logan's feelings change from 'I love you' to 'I'm in love with you'. Logan was a brilliant actor id he kept those feelings hidden from Kendall for who knows how long. Even though Kendall didn't understand the how, when and the why, he vowed while lying down on the bed he would be there for Logan. Falling in love with you best friend must be the hardest this in the world. He couldn't let Logan deal with this alone. He was already alone in this for far too long.

So what was he gonna tell Logan when he got back? "It's okay man, I'm here for you." Could he do that? Or would it only break his heart. He then realized Logan was hoping Kendall would return the feelings. The thought didn't make Kendall uncomfortable, because yeah, he loved him. And being in a relationship with him was definitely not a terrible scenario. Logan is loving, smart, kind, funny, caring and occasionally; cute. The brunet had proved that statement when he tried to hide his blush not more than fifteen minutes ago.

But it didn't mean Kendall reciprocated the feelings Logan had. It just meant he is open minded. His mind wandered to how it would be with a guy, physically. Kissing itself wouldn't be that much different. Kissing is nothing more that lips against lips and tongues against tongues. The difference will occur when you go further. Obviously, there will be a hard chest and further down it just something hanging. Like with himself. Kendall never thought he was unappealing, so he could think about other guys like that too, right, especially his best friend. He knew Logan has some muscles –like Kendall- so how bad can it be? Then, sex came in to his mind. He wasn't completely sure how it works for two guys, but there must be a pleasurable way. And why not figure that out with Logan? He loved him, right? And Logan loved him back. With that final thought, Kendall fell in to a deep slumber on Logan's bed.

The next morning, Kendall woke up out of a…nice dream. He dreamt about himself, and Logan. They were cuddling, talking, giggling and kissing on Logan's bed, where Kendall still was. Only now, he was tucked in. Must've been Logan, how sweet of him.

The dream had cleared some things up for him. He had made the decision for himself to give Logan a chance. Maybe it could turn in something beautiful, and Kendall was ready to find that out. He sat up and scanned the room, seeing Logan smiling at him from Kendall's bed.

"Hey, sleepyhead." Kendall smiled.

"Whoa, I'm having a déjà vu!" Logan chuckled.

"Indeed. You must've been completely worn out last night, you slept a lot."

"Yeah but I feel pretty good now."

Logan nodded and went back to reading his book. It looked like he almost finished it. There was a silence. To Logan, it was a very comfortable silence, but to Kendall, it was the worst silence of his life. So he broke it.

"Hey Logan, about last night-" Logan cut him off.

"Right! I never got the chance to finish what I wanted to say. I just wanted to tell you that I'm in love with your dancing technique! Do you thing you can help me out some time?" Logan had a hopeful smile on his face, but on the other side of the room, Kendall's smile disappeared.

"Uh, yeah, sure buddy." Logan contently continued reading his book. Kendall jumped out of the bed, sprinting towards the bathroom. He quickly locked the door, an action he never did. He looked at himself in the mirror and scolded. How could he have been so stupid? How could he possibly have believed Logan was in love with him? There was a knock on the door, followed by a sweet voice.

"Kendall? Are you okay in there? You seemed to be in a rush." Kendall swallowed.

"I-I'm fine. Don't worry." Too late, though, Logan was already worried. It wasn't like Kendall to run towards the bathroom. He usually took his dear old time, even working out in the process. A few sit ups always made him ready for the day, and kept him in shape of course. But today, it looked like he was about to puke. Logan decided he was gonna let Kendall handle this by himself, knowing the other boy would appreciate it. "Okay. Let me know if you need me."

Even though Logan couldn't see him, he nodded. He couldn't look at his own reflection anymore. He felt like the most stupid person in the world. He was ready to jump in a relationship with his best friend. What did that say about him? Did Kendall like Logan, or was this all just something out of love, doing a favour for Logan. Kendall knew it wasn't just the latter. Sure, it was a part of it. When Kendall finally worked up the courage to look at himself again, there was only one sentence going through his mind;

I'm Kendall Knight and I like my best friend.

Hello, here I am again. Uhm yeah. I can easily leave this as a oneshot, because I don't have a clue if you guys will like this. Just lemme know :) I do have ideas for continuing this. Oh, and, yeah, Logan reads a lot in this, and 'the book' keeps coming back. I'm sorry if it annoys you. If I continue it'll probably have a purpose though. xoxo