AN: Well this is the new story I was talking about. I finished the whole outline even the ending. I really liked the outline but when I started writing it, I don't know. It just doesn't come to me like A Helping Hand. Well see how this turns out. Please review and tell me if I should continue.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," said Logan, looking around the study.
At that moment, Logan was sitting in a study in front of a desk, behind it a blonde boy around his age inspecting Logan with his green eyes.
"Don't you dare back out. You already said Yes," said Kendall a little threateningly.
"Yeah, yeah. Just get on with it," replied Logan, waving his hand, ushering the blonde to continue.
"Okay, if you're gonna be my fake boyfriend, we're gonna have to change some things about you," said Kendall, looking Logan up and down.
"Why? What's wrong with me?" asked Logan, a little offended now examining himself.
"Well…my parents can be a bit…judgmental. They don't approve just anybody. They have high standards, and with the way you are now,...uh how do I put this in the nicest way possible," said Kendall, pausing a bit to think. "You're like a dirty hobo."
"A dirty HOBO? That's the nicest you can put it?" asked Logan, now really insulted.
"What? This is my parents we're talking about," said Kendall, defending himself a bit. "You wanna know what they will really think of you?"
"Lay it on me," challenged Logan.
"Let's see," said Kendall, walking around Logan, rubbing his right hand on his chin.
"Your wardrobe is a bit childish. A graphic tee? Really?" he said, pulling on Logan's shirt. "How old is this anyway? It looks a bit faded and stretched out."
"A year?" answered Logan.
"Well, throw it out."
"What? Why?" complained Logan
"It's unsightly. Just throw it out."
"You can't tell me what to do," said Logan, not wanting to be controlled.
"Fine, just don't wear it anywhere near me or my parents," compromised Kendall.
"Your jeans are not acceptable. Denim is fine as long as it's dark and slim, not baggy or worn. I think I'd be best if you wore slacks," continued Kendall.
"Finally, your hair needs to be cut and styled. You look like you just got out of bed," finished Kendall.
Logan ran his hand through his hair feeling a bit self-conscious about his look. But he wouldn't just take it without a fight.
"What about you? It doesn't look like you're all dressed up," Logan pointed out.
Kendall shrugged. "My parents don't care. I can dress up as a clown and they will still ignore me. All they will focus on is you, which is why we need to give you a makeover."
"Fine, but I'm not gonna buy clothes just for this, you take care of that," demanded Logan.
"I wouldn't expect you to and I got it covered. Well go buy clothes later but right now we need to discuss the details of our contract."
Kendall brought out a document from his desk drawer and handed it to Logan.
"What's this?" asked Logan, the document from Kendall.
"Just the standard contract, the do's and don'ts, how long this will last, and how much you'll be getting out of it," explained Kendall.
"First," said Kendall, holding up his finger. "You are not allowed to tell anyone about this agreement."
"And that goes for the both of us?" questioned Logan.
"Naturally," confirmed Kendall.
"Second," continued Kendall, holding two fingers. "You will act like my boyfriend every time I'm with you."
"Why?"
"My parents are not easily convinced. They might think the relationship is a fake so, they might send people to spy on us. This is just a precaution."
"This isn't a one-time thing?"
"What did you expect? We go to dinner with my parents and boom it's done?"
"Well yeah…"
"Sorry to burst your bubble."
Logan frowned. "Fine. What else."
"Third, we need to go on dates at least four times a week to fool my parents."
Logan sighed. Kendall raised an eyebrow.
"Is there a problem?"
"Do we have to act all lovey-dovey during these dates?"
"It depends on what kind of date. If it's at an open space, yes, but if it's closed, then no."
"I can live with that."
"Fourth, you must come over my apartment every now and again and vice versa," said Kendall, watching Logan. He looked like he was about to say something so Kendall cut him off.
"This is necessary. I want them to think it's a serious relationship and I'll last. That should get them off my back for months."
"But-" started Logan but Kendall cut him off again.
"Nothing will happen. Well just hang out inside. I'll sleep on the floor if you don't have room and don't worry your pretty little head, I got an extra room," teased Kendall.
"Fifth, you are not allowed to date through the duration of our contract. I don't want my friends or family seeing you with another guy."
"Understandable, and that goes for you to?" replied Logan.
"Of course."
"And last but not the least, if you break any of these rules, you need to pay me back all the money."
"What if you break the rules?"
"I'll double your pay."
Logan's smile widened at that. Kendall glared at him.
"But, if you intentionally sabotage me, you can kiss your pay goodbye," Kendall pointed out.
"What? You don't trust me?" asked Logan.
"Not even a little," answered Kendall. "I will give you $2,000 a month for 2 months. Do you have a deal?"
"Not yet rich boy. I have a few additions."
Kendall crossed his arms. "Fine let's hear it."
"First, any lip action will cost you," said Logan with a sly smile.
"What!" cried Kendall. "I'm already paying you $2,000."
"Lips is another $100, cheeks and neck $50, forehead $10."
"What? No fees for hugs and holding hands?" asked Kendall sarcastically.
Logan's smile only widened which scared Kendall a little. He was starting to regret making a deal with Logan. Who knew underneath that slightly petite figure would hide a cunning personality.
"How could I forget? Hugs will cost you $50, holding hands will depend on duration. $20 an hour should suffice and lastly, cuddling will be $50."
Kendall rolled his eyes. "Detailed much?"
"I have a job so we have to work around that. We've got a deal?" asked Logan, pleased with himself.
"Fine, it's a deal and I know the owner of the place you work at, so it's no problem. Just sign the contract and you're free to go. I'll pick you up tomorrow so we can get started cleaning you up," said Kendall holding out a pen for Logan.
"Deal," said Logan, signing the contract.
After signing, Kendall held out a hand and they shook on it.
AN: Yeah not my best work. I think there's too much dialogue. Well it's mostly dialogue. I hope you will still like it. Expect an update for A Helping Hand in 2 days, maybe tomorrow. We'll see. Like always stay nerdy.