Logan wasn't sure how things could ever get back to normal for them, not after James told him how he felt, which had been difficult on its own to wrap his mind around. The last thing Logan wanted was for things to be awkward though. Especially since he and Kendall were barely getting their friendship back to what it used to be.

He and Kendall had danced around each other for weeks, awkward tension almost stifling between them, but it was like James didn't know how to be awkward. He was all easy smiles, bumping shoulders with Logan like nothing had happened between them. He didn't seem to notice the way Logan tensed whenever their hands brushed as they both reached for the same controller or when James pressed against him while they were recording.

Logan tried to take it in stride. He didn't want another strained friendship but it didn't feel right. It was an act, Logan knew that and he knew he should be glad that James was trying to act normal around him but it still nagged at him. He wished that James would just react like he always did when someone rejected him, mope around and pout a little. At least then Logan would know he was actually getting over it.

This nonchalant attitude was driving him crazy.

Almost as if he knew Logan was thinking about him, James popped out from the swirly-slide, towel draped across his shoulders. "Hey, Logan," he said, walking by the table where Logan was situated with his textbooks.

He tugged on Logan's ear affectionately as he passed and Logan had to suppressed a shudder. It was the last straw and Logan jumped to his feet, words flying out of his mouth before he could stop them. "How can you act like nothing happened?"

James stopped short and turned around slowly to face Logan in confusion. "What?"

"You!" Logan's arms flew out towards James. "You're acting like nothing happened between us and it's driving me crazy," he said, hands flying to his hair to tug at it roughly.

James looked down at Logan, brows furrowed slightly in confusion. He didn't seem to know what to say and Logan didn't give him time to think of anything. "I appreciate the effort you're putting in to act like everything is normal but don't-" he stopped, not sure exactly what he wanted to say.

"Don't what?"

"Don't pretend it doesn't hurt if it does," Logan finally said softly.

James inhaled sharply and looked away. "I just didn't want things to be awkward. I saw the way it was between you and Kendall. I don't want that. You're important to me, Logan. We're best friends, remember? I didn't want you to feel guilty or anything for what happened. It's not your fault. It happened. I'll get over it, okay?"

James turned his eyes back to him and the emotion Logan saw in them hurt more than he had expected. He looked away, down at the table and tried to calm his pounding heart.

"See and now you're going to act even weirder around me. I just want things to go back to normal, before any of this happened. You're the one that wanted to forget about it, right?"

Logan winced slightly because he knew that hadn't been very considerate of James feelings at the time. While thinking about what happened between them and trying to figure out his feelings for James still sent him into a mild panic, he didn't want James to push aside his own feelings just for Logan's sake. "I did, but I don't want you to pretend everything is okay if it's not."

James sighed and rolled his eyes a bit. "I said it was okay, right? I'm not going to hold how you feel against you," he said, then smiled and jerked his head towards the door, "Now, come on, we're missing prime sunbathing time."

Logan brows furrowed slightly at the sudden change in subject but he shook his head, letting out a small chuckle despite himself. If that's how James wanted it to be then Logan would go with it. James was too stubborn to listen to Logan anyway. "I think I'll pass. I have some studying to do."

James scoffed. "You are so boring, Logan. Why am I even friends with you?"

It was surprisingly easy to fall back into being best friends and Logan found himself laughing. "Hey! What happened to me being important?"

"That was before you chose books over me." James grinned and turned back towards the door. "Have fun being a nerd," he called over his shoulder as he walked out the door. Logan watched him, a smile tugging on the corner of his mouth but still feeling out of sorts with the entire situation.

Kendall wandered into the apartment some time later. Logan looked up and smiled. It widened slightly when Kendall smiled back. He was always surprised at how easy it was to smile around Kendall now. The ache in his chest that was almost unbearable in the beginning, that he thought would never go away, was barely more than a twinge now.

"Hey," he said cheerfully, sitting back in the chair.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Kendall nodded slightly in Logan's direction as he walked past the table and into the kitchen.

Logan shook his head and shrugged lightly. "Just studying," he said, gesturing towards the books strewn in front of him.

Kendall's nose wrinkled slightly. "Sounds boring," he said as he pulled a bottle of water from the fridge.

"That's what James said," he said with a small chuckle.

Kendall let out a small chuckle of his own and turned towards Logan, leaning forward on the counter to study Logan quietly. Logan began to fidget slightly under his gaze and was just about to say something about it when Kendall beat him to it. "So, you two are good now?"

Logan froze slightly. Of course, Kendall would bring that up. He was kind of surprised it had taken Kendall so long to ask about it. "Yeah, we're good," he muttered with an awkward shrug of his shoulder.

They fell into a brief silence where Logan stared hard at his textbook without reading a single thing while Kendall seemed to be waiting for something. Logan knew Kendall expected him to elaborate on what happened but Logan didn't feel comfortable sharing with Kendall. Not after what had happened between them already.

Eventually Kendall let out a sigh. Logan looked up and watched warily as Kendall walked around the counter and sat down at the table across from him. They studied each other silently before Logan finally had to look away. "You going to study with me?"

"You ever going to tell me what happened between you?"

Logan sighed softly. Right. Of course Kendall wouldn't just drop it. "It's not really any of your business," he said slowly, not wanting to insult or hurt Kendall's feelings but there were some things that Kendall really didn't need to know about.

Kendall snorted lightly. "You're my friends, of course it is," he said, crossing his arms across his chest and leaning back in his chair.

Logan huffed out a laugh and shook his head lightly. Leave it to Kendall to see it that way. He knew Kendall just wanted to help and he actually appreciated it but this was one thing he wouldn't budge on. "We worked it out. Everything's fine now so you don't need to worry about it anymore."

Logan wasn't really surprised when Kendall gave him a dubious look, one eyebrow arched. "Are you sure? Things still seem a little off between you. Better but still different."

"Yeah and we're working on that too," Logan bit out. He just wanted the conversation to end and was getting a little annoyed that Kendall wouldn't just drop it.

Kendall huffed out a breath and shook his head. "Fine, whatever you say. But if you need to talk to anybody, you know you can still come to me, right?"

At the earnest look on Kendall's face, Logan felt guilt curl in his chest, replacing his irritation. "I know, Kendall, but really. We're fine."

In the end, James bounced back fairly quickly, just like Logan knew he would. He tried not to let it bother him. It was just James. It's what he did. He flirted and he dated and it wasn't meaningless, but they were fleeting just the same. He was hardly surprised when he wandered down to the pool and found James talking to a girl, leaning in close, James Diamond Charm on full blast.

This was good, he decided with a firm nod of his head as he settled down on a pool lounger on the opposite side of the pool. It was great even. He didn't need to worry about James and his feelings anymore. Even after their conversation, Logan had continued to feel uncomfortable and awkward around James. But it seemed he'd been worried for nothing because it wasn't even a week after their talk and James had already moved on.

He ignored the way his stomach twisted at the thought. James had said that he cared about Logan and Logan believed him, he knew James wouldn't lie about that but he'd also said that he wanted things to be normal again. And that's what James was doing. Being normal. And that's what Logan needed to do, too.

With that thought in mind, he slid his sunglasses on and opened his magazine, prepared to relax for the next couple of hours.

Or that was the plan anyway.

Instead he found his magazine lowering slightly so he could watch James from over the top. His eyes narrowed as he noticed the girl's hand was placed lightly on James' forearm. He gave her a quick look over and grudgingly admitted to himself that she was pretty. Of course, she was pretty. This was James and James wouldn't settle for anything less than pretty.

Again, he ignored the way his stomach twisted and let out an annoyed huff at himself. He didn't know why he cared but he didn't like it. As much as he didn't like the idea of James moping and pining for Logan, he liked this even less.

He didn't like the way James smiled at her, or the way he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear then let his fingers trail lightly down her bare arm. He hated the way she tilted her head to the side at James, fingers caressing James' arm.

"Logan!"

Logan jumped slightly and blinked up at Carlos in surprise, air rushing out of his lungs that he hadn't even noticed he'd been holding. He hadn't heard the other boy approaching and considering Carlos wasn't exactly the quietest person around, that was saying something.

"What?"

Carlos grinned and shook his head. "What were you looking at?"

Logan cleared his throat and averted his gaze, pointedly not looking across the pool where he'd been staring at James. "No-Nothing," he said, hating the way he stumbled over the word.

He cleared his throat and ignored the blush he could feel spreading across his face. He watched as Carlos sat down in the pool lounger next to him and swung his legs up onto it, looking across the pool.

"Oh," Carlos said softly then turned back towards Logan, corners of his mouth upturned in a small, teasing grin. "You were totally staring at James, weren't you?"

Logan let out a small choked noise and sputtered. "W-wha- No! I wasn't looking at James. Why would I be watching him anyway? That's stupid."

"Uh-huh. Whatever you say, man. He told me what happened, ya know."

Logan's head snapped towards Carlos sharply, heart hammering in his chest. He could feel his whole body growing warm in embarrassing. "He did? When?"

"Uh, the morning after, I think."

"You've known all this time?"

Carlos nodded and grinned. "Yup. Bet you didn't think I could keep a secret, huh?"

"Well, no, not really…"

Carlos laughed and reached over to punch Logan lightly in the arm. Logan winced softly and rubbed his arm even though it didn't really hurt which only made Carlos laugh even more. "Weenie," he said good-naturedly, a grin on his face.

Logan sent him a dirty look before he realized that it was pointless considering he was wearing dark sunglasses. He sighed and leaned back in his seat and lifted his magazine to continue reading. He made it halfway into an article before Carlos said softly, "He really likes you, you know…"

Logan froze, fingers tightening around the edges of the magazine gently. He didn't say anything or react in any other way for a long moment then he sighed. "I know," he said softly into the pages.

"But you don't like him?"

"Not like that."

"Then how?" Carlos tone was soft, curious and not the least bit accusing.

Logan was surprised. He had expected Carlos to be mad at him for hurting James' feelings, for not feeling the same way about the other boy. He had expected Carlos to demand an explanation, to be fiercely protective of James and threaten to never speak to him again.

Logan would've preferred that to this quiet curiosity. He made a small frustrated noise then heaved out a sigh and remained thoughtfully silent for a moment. "He's my best friend," he finally said, mouth twitching slightly at the pout forming on Carlos' face as he quickly added, "One of them."

Carlos seemed mollified by his correction and leaned back in his chair, falling into a thoughtful silence of his own.

Logan forced himself to bring his magazine back up for another attempt at reading. He only made it halfway into a sentence this time before Carlos was talking again.

"But Kendall's your best friend too, right?"

Logan tensed again, shoulders stiffening. "That was different," he gritted out.

Talking about what happened between him and Kendall always set him on edge. While he and Kendall were on much more stable ground, he still didn't like to rehash it. It still felt raw sometimes, the rejection and humiliation, like no time had passed at all and he could still heard Kendall's soft-spoken apology echoing in his mind. He'd rather forget it ever happened at all.

"How?"

Logan took a deep breath and closed his magazine, finger marking his place. "I really don't want to talk about this right now, Carlos, alright?" The words came out soft and vulnerable, not how he intended at all.

He cleared his throat roughly and lifts his magazine once more, not even pretending to read and just burying his face in it. He could feel the blush creeping along his cheek, warmth spreading down his neck and under the collar of his shirt.

He felt Carlos' eyes on him but ignored it. He also ignored the sound of James' laughter that suddenly drifted from across the pool, loud and clear like he was right next to Logan.

He slumped down in his seat, staring blankly at the pages of his magazine and tried to convince himself that he didn't care.

But still the feeling in the pit of his stomach persisted. Logan managed to ignore it and for the most part, he was able to forget it even existed. Things with James were still stiff and Logan still felt awkward around him, but James made things easier just by being the same old James he'd always been. He invaded Logan's personal space without hesitation, threw his arms around Logan like it was nothing. If Logan let himself, he could almost forget that they'd been at odds at all.

The only problem was that he couldn't. Every time James got too close, his breath caught in his throat, every casual arm slung over his shoulder made him stiffen momentarily in surprise because he knew.

He knew what it felt like to have James' breath brush against his skin, bodies pressed close. He knew what James' lips felt like against his own, knew what it felt like to touch James and be touched in return. He lay awake in bed thinking about it constantly, feeling sick with himself afterwards for not being able to let it go like James had so easily done.

He just couldn't let himself forget and he hated it. He hated more that James could. Sometimes he wondered if he made a mistake. If he should've taken that leap of faith with James when he could.

He had been so confused though, not sure how he felt. He still didn't know exactly how he felt. All he knew was that he didn't want to put James through what he'd gone through with Kendall, didn't want to hurt James the way he'd been hurt.

Logan sighed, wondering what his problem was, why he was thinking about this so much. He'd made his decision and James had accepted it and moved on. Why couldn't he?

Logan ran a hand through his hair and refocused on the book in front of him, tapping his pencil point against his notebook. Studying always helped clear his mind of confusing thoughts but for some reason it wasn't working today. He shook his head and concentrated on the words in the textbook, forcing himself to stop thinking about James.

Of course, as soon as he was able to push all thoughts of James aside was when James decided to walk into the apartment, a damp, white towel slung over his shoulder.

Logan looked up and choked slightly in surprise. Heart pounding, Logan tried not to let his eyes linger on the way James' shirt clung to his body with sweat and quickly averted his gaze to James' face.

Not that that helped in any way considering James' cheeks were flushed and his hair was damp with sweat, plastered to his forehead. Logan's mind went straight to the gutter and he shifted slightly in his seat.

James smiled wide when he saw Logan sitting at the table, books and papers strewn about. Logan couldn't help but smile in return, pushing all thoughts of a flushed and sweaty James out of his mind. It had been a while since he'd last seen James smile like that.

"Well, you seem happy, did someone compliment you on your hair today?" he managed to choke out, almost managing to sound casual and not like he'd been tearing himself apart thinking about James for the past few hours.

James laughed as he closed the door behind him and leaned against it, "No, but I've got a date tonight."

Logan blinked in surprise and he felt his smile falter slightly. "Oh, cool. With who?" He tried to keep his voice as casual as possible, but even he could tell he wasn't doing a very good job at it.

James watched him carefully and Logan could feel himself flush under the scrutiny. "New guy," James said shortly, "He moved here last week. I met him at the gym today."

Logan could feel the strain of his smile and quickly looked back down at his textbook so James wouldn't see it. "Oh, well, that's cool, have fun," he said distractedly, trying to focus on the words in front of him.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He knew this was bound to happen. He'd been watching James flirt with people for the past few days and he knew it was only a matter of time before he asked someone out.

So, why did it feel like the rug had suddenly been pulled out from under him?

"Um, thanks," he heard James say before the other boy walked away. He glanced up briefly, watching James move about in the kitchen. He tried to convince himself that this was a good thing, another step in the right direction to normalcy, but it was hard to ignore the unease that unfolded in his stomach as he stared blankly down at his textbook.

Logan didn't let it bother him. He really didn't. But he had always had an active imagination when it came to 'worst case scenarios'. So when everyone was getting ready for bed and James still hadn't returned from his date, he went into panic mode. No one else seemed to be worried. Mrs. Knight obviously disapproved but didn't seem bothered and Kendall and Carlos seemed amused more than anything else.

When everyone else went to bed, Logan stayed up to wait for James, ignoring Carlos' light teasing, with the TV on, volume low so he wouldn't disturb the others. He realized that he was being mildly creepy by sitting in the dark with only the light coming from the TV and outside, but it was late, past midnight and James still wasn't back from his date.

James had gone out almost every night they had off and it didn't bother Logan. It really didn't. But it was the first time James had stayed out so late and he couldn't help but worry. It was easier to worry than think about what James was really up to staying out late.

The door creaked open and Logan sat up, turning towards it. The lights turned on and James let out a small yelp when he caught sight of Logan.

"Logan? What are you doing?" James asked, hand pressed over his chest.

Logan jumped to his feet, standing with his feet shoulder-width apart and placed his hands on hips. "Waiting for you! Do you know what time it is?"

James arched an eyebrow, as he slowly closed the door behind him, "No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me."

Logan threw his hands up in the air as he exclaims almost before James even finished, "It's almost two in the morning! Where have you been?"

James was half-smiling, half-frowning in bewilderment as he walked further into the apartment. "I was out on a date, you know that. What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you! You didn't tell us where you were going? We didn't even get to meet the guy! He could've been some kind of serial rapist for all we know!"

James stopped at the end of the dining room table and blinked in surprise, "Serial rap-" He started to say but cut himself off with an incredulous laugh, "Logan, what the hell? I can take care of myself."

Logan rolled his eyes, "Yeah, 'cause you have such an excellent track record of making good decisions."

Logan knew he had taken it too far when James' face fell completely still, mouth visibly tightening. "You would know, wouldn't you?"

Logan stiffened and held himself a little straighter, He pressed his lips together and tried to gather his thoughts, but James continued before he could even take a breath.

"Why do you even care so much? Are you jealous?" James arched an eyebrow, a smug smile spreading across his face slowly.

Logan sputtered. "W-what? No! I'm just trying to look out for you!"

"Mmhmm, whatever you say, Logan. I don't need you to look out for me. I'm a big boy."

"You know what? Forget it," he spat out before he brushed past James angrily and stomped away.

It wasn't his finest moment and he knew he could have handled it a lot better but his patience had been running a lot thinner lately. He'd been irritable and tense, snapping at anything that annoyed him. He didn't think about it too hard, didn't want to acknowledge that it started when James started dating again, convinced himself it was just a coincidence.

The thing that annoyed him the most was that he was genuinely worried about James. James was impulsive and entirely too trusting and he went out with people he barely knew. Logan couldn't help but worry about what could happen. James was his friend, he had a right to worry, right?

After that things got a little strained between them again. Logan tried to stay out of James' way as much as he could. And if that meant he also didn't have to watch as James flirted with every pretty girl(and guy) he came across, well that was just a bonus. But they did live together so it wasn't like Logan could avoid James forever. He'd already tried that and failed.

"You're staring again."

Logan jumped slightly, looking up sharply at Carlos who was sitting down across the table from him with a plate of corndogs. "What? No, I'm not," he said then quickly glanced back at James where he was sitting on the couch with Kendall and Katie watching TV before he could stop himself. He flushed when he heard Carlos laugh.

"Sure you're not," Carlos said and grinned at him. "Dude, just tell him how you feel. Everyone will be a lot happier once you do."

"I already did. Now shut up and eat your food, I'm trying to study," he said, scowling lightly at Carlos before he pointedly turned his eyes back to his textbook.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Logan."

The thing was, Logan wasn't sure how he felt about James. With Kendall, it had been planned and agreed that it was just an experiment. They were just fooling around, trying to find themselves or whatever. Logan had been the one that broke the rules and developed feelings. He was the one that fell in love and wanted more while Kendall didn't. Over time he'd gotten over the rejection. He couldn't fault Kendall for not returning his feelings when they had set the rules out so clearly.

What happened with James had been unplanned, unexpected, and had left him completely confused. And now instead of Kendall, Logan found himself thinking about James. His thoughts always went back to James saying that he wanted Logan. That Logan was it for him. Yet it had only been a few weeks and James was already moving on.

But like with Kendall, Logan couldn't really blame James for it. What else did he expect? He was the one that had first pushed James away. He had just been so confused, mind swirling with possibilities and probabilities. He knew he loved James. Being best friends, it was hard not to. And he found James attractive. Really attractive. Too attractive. It really wasn't fair just how attractive James was in Logan's opinion.

And Logan wanted James, too. So much. It was like a burning itch under his skin. He wanted to bury his fingers into James' stupidly gorgeous hair and push him down, kiss every inch of skin he could until James begged.

The only thing that had been stronger than his lust for James, had been his fear of being hurt again, of losing James' friendship when it all fell apart. Because this was James, who had never even been in a steady relationship before, who serial dated and flirted with every pretty face he met.

It wasn't that he didn't trust James when he said he liked Logan. He knew that whatever James felt was real and James meant it. James always meant it. In that moment, James had meant what he said and Logan knew it would hurt all the more for it in the end.

But that still left him jealous and angry, feeling like a little piece of him was dying every time James went out with someone else. He didn't know how much longer he could put up with it before he snapped. He knew he could put a stop to it. All he had to do was tell James the truth except he couldn't. Just thinking about confessing to James, had his heart pounding, breath quickening in a panic.

He needed help, someone to talk to that would help him figure out what he should do, but his options were limited to either Kendall or Carlos. Of the two of them, Kendall seemed like the safer bet. He'd at least actually let Logan decide on his own what to do instead of pushing him into it.

He waited until they were getting ready for bed, then he waited some more until they were both in bed, then waited a little longer as Kendall shifted around in his bed. He finally let out an exasperated sigh, annoyed with himself and sat up, reaching over to flick the lamp on.

Kendall's head snapped toward Logan, eyes wide in confusion. "What-?"

Logan took a deep breath and decided to get it over with as fast as possible. Like pulling a band-aid off, he told himself. "I think I'm in love with James," he breathed out and closed his eyes tightly.

Complete silence followed his words and he found himself slowly opening his eyes, first one then the other to see Kendall staring at him in completely shock, mouth wide open.

"Wh-what?"

Logan took a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly. "You heard me," he said softly.

"Yeah, but I think I hit my head or something because it sounded like you said you're in love with James."

"That's because I did." Kendall sat up and stared at Logan. Logan felt his face flush. "Stop it," he snapped out, hands fluttering with nervous energy.

"Stop what?"

"Stop staring at me like that and just- just say something!" He flung his arms out unable to contain his nerves any longer.

"What do you want me to say?"

"I don't know. Anything."

"Okay…okay. So, is this why you guys have been acting all weird around each other?"

Logan sighed, started to shake his head then stopped and shrugged. "Kind of."

"Kind of?"

"Look. We…we slept together and I was confused. He said he liked me but I didn't know how I was feeling so I kind of made it seem like I didn't feel the same way. I panicked and now I've fucked everything up because apparently I do feel the same way about him but he keeps going on dates with every other person in the fucking world and he won't stop."

"Dude, breathe," Kendall said worriedly. "Have you told him yet?"

Logan took a deep breath and shook his head. "No," he eventually said quietly.

"Well, why not?"

"I can't."

"You can't?"

Kendall's tone was heavy with disbelief and Logan sighed. "I don't know how to…It seems impossible."

"It's not. Tell him how you feel, Logan. If he knew, you know he wouldn't be going out with all those people. He'd want to be with you."

"What if he doesn't feel the same way anymore? Or worse! What if he doesn't believe me?"

"Why wouldn't he believe you?

"I don't know. What if he thinks I only like him now because he's moved on?"

"Logan," Kendall said carefully and it was obvious that his patience was wearing thin. "This is James. He knows you wouldn't mess around like that."

Logan sighed again and nodded. He knew Kendall was right and there was no good reason to not tell James. "Okay…I'll think about it…"

"Good. Can I go to sleep now?"

Logan let out a small chuckle. "Yeah," he said, leaning over to turn the lamp off and settle down into bed. He laid there for a few minutes in silence, listening to Kendall get comfortable once more. "Hey, Kendall."

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"Any time, Logan."

Logan sighed softly and thought about what Kendall had said. He knew Kendall was right but there was still something telling him 'No, this is a bad idea,' whenever he thought about talking to James about it.

But he said he would think about it and that's what he'd do.

And that's all he did for the next few days. Thought about James and how to tell him he made a mistake. But how do you take something like that back?

He was at the pool again doing his favorite thing in the entire world: torturing himself by watching James talk to pretty girls.

"You know he wouldn't look twice at her if he knew how you felt."

Logan jumped slightly then quickly let out a sigh of exasperation to cover it up. "Dude, not again."

Carlos just shrugged and glanced over at James before turning back to Logan. "I'm just saying, man."

Logan rolled his eyes and turned to watch James for a few more moments. Carlos already knew, there was no point in hiding it now. He let out a sigh and turned his attention back to Carlos. "Why do you even care so much?"

"'Cause I hate seeing my friends so miserable."

Logan scoffed lightly and looked across the pool at James laughing and smiling at the girl he was currently flirting with. "He doesn't look very miserable to me."

Carlos didn't respond and Logan let himself relax once more. He knew Carlos was right and he did want to tell James that he'd made a mistake. He knew that much now. It was just figuring out how that was stopping him. There didn't seem like a good way of saying he's made a mistake and he didn't know what to do.

The only thing he did know was that he was miserable and he couldn't bear to watch James mindlessly dating every attractive person he came across anymore.

Logan sighed and wondered where Carlos was. They had been hanging out by the pool when Carlos had decided he was hungry and had gone off to find food saying he'd be right back.

Except he hadn't and Logan was slightly annoyed at being abandoned.

He sighed again, trying to decide if he should just go back up the apartment or not. He was comfortable where he was but he was also bored.

He turned his head to the side and spotted James walking out from the lobby. His breath caught in his throat when James looked over at him, smiling brightly before he sauntered over.

"Hey, Logan," James said as he reached Logan, taking a seat in the pool lounger that had been Carlos' earlier.

Logan sat up and sent James a uncertain smile."Hey, James. What's up?"

James smile faltered slightly and he rubbed the back of his neck in what would've been a nervous gesture if this had been anyone but James. "Uh, well, you know that party that's happening this weekend?"

Logan nodded. Of course he knew about it. Bitters was leaving for the weekend for some kind of conference thing. Logan wasn't sure nor did he care but someone had decided to take advantage of the opportunity and throw a party.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Are you going?"

Logan shrugged because he hadn't really thought about it. Since it was being held at the Palmwoods, he knew the others wouldn't need him as their designated driver and that was really the only reason he ever went to parties. "I wasn't planning on it. You know I never really have fun at them."

James chuckled, "Right. I forgot you were a wet blanket."

Logan's eyes widened at the comment and he let out a laugh. "Hey! I'm the wet blanket that always makes sure you get home in one piece!"

James grinned at him but didn't say anything, letting the silence stretch out into something that wasn't quite awkward but not exactly comfortable either.

Logan cleared his throat and lifted an eyebrow gently. "Was that it?"

James looked startled for a moment before he shook his head. "Well, no," he paused and cleared his throat, shifting in his seat. "I wanted you to go with me."

Logan's brows twitched. "Go with you?" He gestured in the space between them. "Like, together?"

James huffed out an amused breath and nodded. "Duh, that's what 'with me' means, right?"

Logan stared at James in shock. Was James asking him out on a date? That didn't make any sense. There was no way he knew about how Logan really felt. Kendall wouldn't have told him and Carlos wouldn't either.

Before he could think about it for too long, before he even knew what he was doing, he was nodding his head. "Yeah, okay."

James looked surprised for a split second before his face morphed into another bright smile. "Yeah?"

Logan smiled nervously, heart thudding in his chest. "If you want," he said trying to sound casual. He shrugged his shoulders to add to the effect but was sure the movement was too jerky to be convincing.

James didn't seem to notice though. He just smiled wide and slapped his hands down on his thighs excitedly. "Awesome. You'll have fun this time, I promise."

Logan's eyes followed the movement as James stood up and laughed softly as James hurried back into the lobby. He smiled to himself, chest feeling tight, something bubbling up within him that might have been excitement, fear or just pure joy, he didn't know.