A/N: I've been calling it Kogan since my sister made it up during 'Big Time Audition'. Ya know, just saying. Also I feel the ship name for any BTR boy/OC should be called S.S delusional.

7th grade

He never intended to play hockey. He was content to spend the rest of his like never having hit a puck or even held a hockey stick. Yet here he was with a helmet that was too big for him with a hockey stick that was a little too tall. Kendall came back with two pairs of ice skates Logan just grimaced. Why had he accepted that stupid offer? Hockey help for math help. Logan hated hockey but he could never say no to helping people with math, and no matter how hard he tried he could never say no to Kendall.

"Hope they fit." Kendall said sitting down next to Logan handing him the smaller of the two. Logan untied the knot that had worked its way into the skate's laces. Kendall had finished putting his skates on before Logan even had one laced up. "Do you want some help with those?" Kendall asked as he watched Logan miss the hook for the lace.

"No, I can do it." Logan said as he continued to try and lace them up. Kendall laughed and grabbed Logan's skate.

"You're doing it wrong." Kendall said, it took him less than a minute to finish what Logan had been working on for a good five minutes. "Let me to the other one."

"I can do it," Logan said grabbing the laces to the other skate. He hated it when people thought he couldn't do stuff. You can't do a back flip. You can't lace up your skates. He would prove he could do it just like he proved people wrong before.

"I know you can, but it would be faster if I did it." Kendall said, he sighed and put his face on his hands. Logan groaned he was going to give into Kendall he always did.

"Fine…" Logan mumbled and turned so Kendall could get to Logan's other skate. Kendall stopped his pouting and laced up Logan's skate.

"See told you it would be faster." Kendall said as he stood up, "Now just to get you to the ice." Kendall started off across the padded floor balancing on the blade of his skate. Logan stayed sitting watching Kendall as he went. Once Kendall noticed Logan wasn't following him he stopped and turned around to look at him, "Are you coming or what?"

"I'm not good at balancing, or skating, or anything that involves being on ice." Logan said, he looked at his skates like they were pythons. Kendall walked back over to Logan.

"Come on, I'll help you." Kendall said, he held out his hand for Logan to help him up. Logan grumbled he didn't want to do this, but he knew Kendall would never let him get out of it. Especially since he was already wearing skates. Logan grabbed his hand and let Kendall pull him up.

"If I end up dead tell my mom I love her." Logan said as Kendall helped him to the rink. Kendall rolled his eyes and stepped up into the player box.

"Logan, hockey is easy," Kendall said, and right then Logan wanted to punch Kendall because hockey wasn't easy. Logan actually thought that hockey was harder than explaining Avogadro's Theory to a six year old. Kendall stepped out on to the ice and motioned for Logan to do the same.

"You know what," Logan said looking at the scratched up ice that lay in front of him, "I think we've done well and we should just call it a day." Kendall just looked at him as if you say 'you're not getting out of this that easy,' and Logan knew that he would have to get on the ice today. He just groaned and held onto the wall with all he could as he placed his foot onto the ice. Kendall just laughed at him, Logan glared over his shoulder, "If I could, I would skate over there and kick you."

"Even if you could skate over here I doubt you'd actually kick me." Kendall said as he skated closer to Logan, "I'll let you try if you want to." He stopped next to the spot the Logan hadn't moved from. Logan mumbled a 'whatever' and tried to pull himself along the wall.

"Aren't you supposed to be teaching me or something?" Logan asked flustered. His hands were cold from holding onto the metal wall and the tips of his ears were already turning red.

"You are the only person who lives in Minnesota and doesn't own a hat." Kendall said, he hadn't moved from his spot, but Logan hadn't got very far.

"Will a hat help me not fall?" he asked sarcastically.

"No, but it will help you when it comes to freezing to death." Kendall said, he took his hat off and held it out to Logan, "You'll never actually buy one." Logan looked at it and wanted to take it, but he didn't take his hands off the wall.

"This is just a clever trick, isn't it?" Logan asked looking at Kendall, "It's all a rouse, I'll reach for it and you'll move away and force me to skate. Well it's not going to work." Kendall rolled his eyes, and moved closer to Logan.

"It's not a trick, and I'll prove it to you." Kendall said, he put the hat on Logan's head as best as he could, pulling it down over his ears. Logan could smell Kendall's mom's pancakes on Kendall's jacket; he liked the way Kendall smelled (even when it wasn't of pancakes). "See, I wasn't being a trickster I was being helpful."

"If you really wanted to be helpful you would tell me I could get off these skates and back into my tennis shoes." Logan said.

"You've been on the ice for two minutes." Kendall said, "You at least need to give it a chance."

"I gave it a chance," Logan said, "and I hate it."

"Hanging onto a wall is not 'giving it a chance'"

"Well maybe if some one was helping me like they are supposed to be." Kendall sighed and grabbed Logan's hand, trying to pull him away from the wall. Instead of letting go like Kendall wanted him to do he just gripped the wall tighter.

"You're going to have to let go of the wall," Kendall said, "I'm not going to let you fall." Logan could feel the warmth of Kendall's hand on his and he knew that Kendall wasn't lying. His grip loosened on the wall and tightened on Kendall's hand, and for some reason he felt more nervous that he would freak out Kendall than he was about skating. Kendall tugged on Logan's hand; Logan finally let go of the wall and let Kendall help him towards the middle. Logan's legs wobbled underneath him, and before he knew it he hit the ice with a 'thunk'. Kendall was not far behind, and landed on top of Logan.

Logan lay on the ice as Kendall pushed himself off of him. Logan didn't mind the he fell, but he was filled with confusion over why he had felt almost sick when he had been holding Kendall's hand, but it wasn't a bad kind of sick but a nervous kind.

"Do you want to get up or just lay there?" Kendall asked pushing himself up off the ice. He held out his hand to Logan who paused before taking it, because he knew the feeling in his stomach didn't mean he had food poising, but it meant something much more important. As Logan got up he secretly wished that Kendall knew what he felt and that he felt the same.