A/N: Hey guys!
This is sort of just a way to clear my writer's block

I'm currently working on "Maturity", but I started to confuse my self...
So I wrote this;
Hopefully it's not too terrible.

Anyway,
the rest of the story's going to be MOSTLY a back and fourth text conversation between the two boys; there won't be too many other chapter's like this one.
So yeah
Read & Review
and if you'd like me to keep going, let me know, cause it would make me glad
thanks guys!

Prologue:

Logan gave Mrs. Knight an uncomfortable, one armed hug, overwhelmed by the heavy suit case that occupied his other hand.

"We'll miss you, Sweetie! Have a great time!" She cupped his face with a creased white palm, and kissed Logan firmly on the forehead. He blushed, as he turned to say goodbye to the rest of his friends. Carlos and James went in for a group hug, nearly toppling the small boy,

"What are we going to do without you; I'm going to be so lonely!" Moaned the Latino, sadly, his biceps crossed behind the brunette's neck. He obviously had forgotten that James and Kendall and Katie and Mama Knight would still be within spitting distance, along with the rest of their friends and aquantinces, and not to mention Kelly and Gustavo. It was actually pretty tricky to be lonely at the Palm Woods.

Logan gagged, trying desperately to rip himself free from the strong boy's grip.

"Carlos, I won't be gone for more than 14 days!" He laughed, once his lungs began to re-inflate.

"That's like, forever, though!" Logan shoved Carlos off to the side, knocking him straight into James.

"Afh!" The two friends collided, nearly toppling to the floor. The pretty boy shook himself off, as would a wet dog, then smiled handsomeley.

"I got you something for your trip, Logan." He said. Logan felt his eyes widen, as James reached into his pants pocket, then carefully tugged a 3x6 black and white photograph of himself from an expensive, brown wallet.

"Put it somewhere safe." He advised, flashing a chemically whitened smile as he slipped the picture gently into his friend's only free hand.

"And now I can cross 'forgetting what James looks like' off the list of things I have to worry about," Logan said, incredulously. Kendall smirked, James shrugged modestly, and Carlos furrowed his eyebrows, caught off guard by the boy's display of true generosity.

"Well… I... I got you something too!" Carlos said, hurriedly. Logan watched the Latino dig through his pockets, desperately trying to find something that was border line regiftable.

"Carlos, you don't need—" Logan protested, lightly.

"Here!" Carlos ripped the stick of an old corndog from his pants pocket, then shoved it into the boy's chest with so much force, he almost fell back.

"Ooof!" Logan exclaimed, catching the stick before it plummeted for the ground.

"His name is Carlos Jr." The Latino stated, proudly. James snorted, obviously unimpressied.

"I… Ok." Said a befuddled Logan. "It's… Thanks." Carlos beamed, as the boy let out a tired sigh. The carryon bag was really beginning to weigh down on him. Kendall took note, then stealthily lifted the bag from his friend's grip, and threw it over his shoulder. It was finally his turn to say goodbye.

The blonde smirked for a moment, and stared intensely into his best friend's muddy brown eyes. He laughed, as he threw his arms to either side, dramatically letting the heavy bag fall to the ground,

"Come 'ere!" Kendall dared, through an open mouth grin. Logan chuckled, feeling his face flush with pink. His friend was so sentimental.

"Kendall," He scolded, playfully, making no effort to shield his embarrassment.

"Logan," The blonde mimicked, letting his arms open even wider. Logan rolled his eyes,

"Come on, Kendall," Logan admonished, through a tilted smile. The taller boy sighed, abandoning his attempt at a dramatic hug in genuine defeat. He looked up to see the small brunette smiling, then made a dash for his friend, and threw his arms around his waist, scooping him up and spinning him around. Logan laughed as Kendall dropped him, setting him back onto the ground. Logan was still holding his friend, lovingly by the neck, not ready to say goodbye. He knew he'd be fine away from the others for a week or so, but the simple thought of separating himself from Kendall for more than a few hours was torture.

They two had been best friends for as long as either could remember, and they'd never been a part for more than a week…

Two would be brutal.

James rolled his eyes, obviously disgusted by their bromance, though joined the Latino as he went in for a group hug. The four stood in the middle of the airport lobby, holding on to each other, letting their individual fair wells melt into one, heartfelt goodbye.

"Alright, boys, we're got to get home, and little Logie's got a plane to catch." Mama Knight announced. The boys tore apart, reluctantly. Kendall was the last to let go,

"I'm going to text you every minute of every day," He promised. Logan smirked,

"I'll count on it," Kendall ruffled the boy's hair before he turned to join Mama Knight and his two friends, who were already gravitating towards one of the airport's many fast food stands.

"Bye Kendall," Logan said awkwardly, after the blonde's back had turned.

"Bye, Logie," He grinned, turning just in time to watch his friend disappear into a crowd of tourists and luggage and businessmen. Kendall sighed, thoughtfully.

When the four were back in their car, the blonde pulled his phone from his pants pocket and began to text furiously.

"He can't use his cell on an airplane!' James explained pompously, assuming correctly that the messages were intended for Logan.

"And plus, it's like a 4 hour ride from here to Texas," Carlos added, importantly.

"Then he's got something to look forward to when he lands," Kendall said, folding his phone, and putting it back into his pocket with a satisfied smile.