I Love it When You…
Placement: 1
Word Count: 518
Title: I Love it When You Do (Say You Love Me)
James POV
I love Kendall Knight. I love everything about him. The way he talks. The way he walks. The way he laughs. How he looks. How he acts. Everything. It isn't really a hard thing to do either. It isn't as though he's a bad person. Its not like he's boring or anything. And, as an added bonus, he not too hard on the eyes.
In our little group of four, Kendall is the leader. The one who plays the most important role in everything that we do or don't do. And, while on his own he could get into a lot of trouble, with us, that would be quite the feat.
Logan makes sure of that, being the logical and hesitant to get into trouble type. That paired with the fact that he's smarter than all of us keeps us in a good place. He's the one that makes sure that what we're planning isn't too risky or likely to get us into too much trouble. Pair him with Carlos and you've got a dangerous pair.
Carlos, though similar to me, is wilder, riskier, and way more likely to get into trouble when left to his own devices. Mixing Carlos's schemes with Logan's brains could be make for a havoc-wrecking combination. It all depends on who happens to be in charge.
Me? I shift my role depending on the situation, what I want, and/or how we're feeling. I can pair up with Carlos and get into trouble, our childishness making for harmless fun. I could pair up with Logan and force him to take a bigger risk than he usually would. Or, I could pair up with Kendall. That one is always like a wild card. You never really know what the outcome will be with us. That's why I like us best.
But, what I've described, that's only in pairs. All together, we balance each other perfectly. That doesn't necessarily mean that the scale is always perfectly balanced, not in the least. Instead, it means that we never tip too far one way or the other. Balance.
We know each other very well. So well in fact, that when alone with someone, anyone, within our group words aren't always needed. We simply know. That's holds true for all of us.
For me, this sense is a lot stronger with Kendall. And vice versa, I think. Despite that, when I finally worked up the nerve to say that I loved him, even though he knew, I was still nervous. Still nervous, when I looked into his eyes and saw the humor there because he knew what I was going to say. Still nervous, even though I was sure the feeling was reciprocated.
And when I finally forced the words out, stuttering and blushing, he kissed me. Made me wonder again why I'd been nervous. Why I still was.
Then he returned the words. And, even though I already knew, I was still relieved. And I was, am, still grateful that he said them out loud for me.
I loved and still love him all the more for it.
