Author's Note: Okay so new fan fic. First off if you love this story I have created a few others. I am also thinking about wither or not this story will be rated M or T. Right now it's M to be safe. I can get pretty steamy with my romance writing sometimes well I guess that's all- Live it Big Time CrazyMary01 (Just so you know if you're new to my stories I sign every author's note like that.) Another Thing most of my stories will just about always be in first person I'm not good at writing from a narrator's point of view. Also I feel if I tell it through a character I get more in to it well that's all you should have to know :)

Chapter One

Have you ever had to bottle something up inside only to have it dying to be released? Have you ever wondered if just because of one slip of your tongue everything and anything you've tried to hide will all suddenly become clear to the oblivious?

Well that's exactly my life right now. To make matters even worse there's only one person that's making everything so complicated. That one person would be one of my four best friends James Diamond. I haven't even told you why it was so complicated did I?

First off his smile drives me insane which is the only reason he got me to say yes to joining this stupid band and moving to L.A with my mom anyway. Second it was the stupidest mistake of my life because every time he moves his hips I find out he's even sexier than the day before. Then when he sings I feel like my heart is about to stop. However moving his hips and his lips is nothing compared to the way his body looks without his shirt.

I try to avoid going down to the good ol' palm woods pool as much as possible when he's in or around that area.

Now on to the reasons I hated living in the same apartment as my good friend. First off he never wants to grab his clothes before he takes a shower which leads me to hate sharing a room with that sexy idiot. Secondly he makes sure everyone knows he hates clothes in general by saying the famous James Diamond line "You're my best friends you all have seen in my boxers," and then strips down to his underwear right in the middle of the living room.

I'm not even going to begin on how many images that throws into my brain just about every day.

"Kendall! Buddy where are you?" Damn that was his angelic voice. Another thing that I hate hearing. Even when he wasn't singing it sounded beautiful. He slammed through our bedroom door, and I couldn't help but let my eyes slightly roam his naked wet torso. Damn you James.

"Dude why are you being so anti-social today? Something bothering you?" A million thoughts as well as curse words that went along the lines of cunt bubble, ass fuck (Which I wouldn't mind him doing to me.) hell it was just him in general.

"No just being weird" I said ignoring the sudden tight feeling against my crotch as he pulled on the draw strings on his swim trunks.

"Well when you're done being weird your best friends would like to see you down by the pool. You know in the water having fun." I must've been sick to think about me and James having great "fun" in the palm woods pool.

"I'll think about it and meet you guys down there."

"No thinking times over put your damn swim suit on Kenny." Stop it with the damn nick names. You're making me want you. "Kendall I will undress you." Please do! Mental Kendall was a little louder than usual today.

"Nope that's fine. I'm just goanna hang out here, and do stuff." I said. I tried to think of disgusting things and not encourage my boner to get any harder or surly my zipper would break.

"That's it" he screamed and jumped unto the bed beside me.

"Get dressed or else." He said very serious. I just rolled my eyes. I wasn't going to do it. I needed to take care of the problem in my pants more than I needed to go to the pool.

"Kendall I don't want to do this." His hands were suddenly at my rips. Damn I thought I wasn't supposed to encourage my trouser snake. "Alright that settles it." And then he began tickling me. I was very ticklish, and couldn't help but squirm.

"Stop it James." I yelled. Damn I hated being tickled I attempted to move away from him but he only straddled my waste that's when he stopped. Then I saw a look of confusion.

"Kendall are you hard?" he asked. Blood rushed to my cheeks. Dammit he wasn't supposed to feel that. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid.

"Get out" I yelled wanting nothing more than to crawl under a rock and die. I pushed him out the door, and slammed it in his confused face. Once again the cover was almost blown.

Ending Note: So I may post another chapter just simply because that's what I usually do when I start a story. Anyways I will also be making a cover for this on Pizap sometime soon, and after about three chapters I would like to know if you want me to continue. I will try to post those three chapters tonight,