"How am I supposed to compete with a blonde?" Kendall could hear the pout in James' voice, which was good, because everything was fuzzy and he could barely make out the brunette's body let alone how his bottom lip was protruding out.
"You're still upset about this?" He couldn't understand it. How could James be so upset about him having Jo as a friend? James was like a Greek God, a modern day Adonis; he wasn't about to mess that up for someone who could never even come close. "I told you, she's just a friend. I love you."
The blurry image of James smiled. "I love you, too."
"I don't even get why you'd be insecure," Kendall admitted with a laugh. "You're my whole world, James. Without you, I'd die."
Everything stopped, going back just seconds before, and played again over and over again like a skipping record as everything got more shadowy and unclear.
"Without you—without you—without you—without you."
Skip. Skip. Skip.
"…I'd die."
"Get up!"
Those were the words that broke Kendall's sleep as the covers were pulled away from him with a force so strong, it sent the blonde over the other side of the bed to the hard, wooden floor below.
Kendall groaned, taking several attempts with his heavy limps to get back up again. He looked up to see Logan standing there with a sickly sweet smile.
"Finally up, cousin? I thought you were going to sleep your whole visit away. Guess you were tired from the long drive here, huh?" the smart boy asked, crossing his arms.
If Kendall wasn't so tired, wasn't so broken up inside he would've been surprised at how angry Logan was. It took a lot to get the brain of Big Time Rush pissed, and that he was.
"You went to see James without me?" Surprisingly, the thought angered him. When the blonde talked again, his voice was louder with just a touch of annoyance, "Why didn't you wake me?"
"Why did you lie to him?"
"What else was I supposed to say to him! You told me he didn't want to remember me, or us, or what we had…" He cleared his throat, trying to dislodge the tight ball of feeling stuck in his windpipe. It didn't work. "So he doesn't have to. Now he can know Kendall, Logan's nice cousin who came all this way just to see him."
"Do you know just how immoral that is?" As if Logan couldn't find the words to describe how wrong that was, he threw his hands up in a fit of passion. "You're taking advantage of him, Kendall!"
Kendall stood up. "No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!" Logan shouted back, coming closer to the other boy till they were chest to chest. Kendall had at least three or four good inches on him, but he didn't let the fact faze him. "You're not telling him the truth about what happened and making crap up because he's in the hospital and doesn't remember. That's like the definition of taking advantage of someone!"
Then the most surprising thing happened, something even rarer than Logan's banana slugs mating every ten or fifteen years; Kendall Knight backed down.
Kendall bit his lip, looking down, wisps of dirty blonde hair falling over his eyes. "…You're right. I'm taking advantage of him." Deep, dark green eyes locked with Logan's chocolate brown. "Please, Logan, don't tell him the truth."
Logan started, "Kendall, I have—"
"No, please, just don't. I have a plan, sort of." Kendall looked around in exasperation before giving a big sigh, his whole body deflating when it was released as he continued softly, "Look, I just—I can't not do something to try to make this right. Wouldn't you do the same if it was Carlos?"
Logan blushed. "Carlos isn't my boyfriend," he mumbled out.
"And James isn't mine; that's why I have to fix it." With that said, Kendall passed Logan, their shoulders lightly brushing against each other's. "I'm going to take a shower, and then visit James…"
A sigh passed though the smart boy's mouth. "Kendall, wait."
Said boy turned around, one thick eyebrow raised. "Yeah?"
"You don't have a license yet and Mama K went to the gym." A lopsided grin took over his mouth. "You may have been lucky not to completely murder someone when you drove yesterday, but let's not put any more lives at risk. Tell me when you're ready and I'll give you a ride."
There was a pause.
Then, slowly, there were matching smiles.
"Logan?"
The shorter brunette made a grunt of acknowledgment in the back of his throat, sounding something like "Hmm?"
"Thanks."
"Do you always fall asleep in the car?" James asked, looking down at the green-eyed boy who was currently curled up in the passenger seat, blonde head leaning against the cool window. "Or is it just when I'm the one in the car with you?"
"Just when I'm with you." Kendall grinned at the brunette's mock hurt expression. "It's when you sing… It's like a lullaby, really…" A kitten-like yawn breaks his sentence. "I like it."
"Of course you like it," James quipped, smirking. "Everyone with ears would like my singing. You have ears, ergo you like my singing."
"…Ergo?"
James chuckled haughtily. "Impressed?"
"Sure…" Kendall answered, but it sounded more like a question even to his own ears. Then he rolled his eyes, dismissing the subject. "Either way, you're right—for once. Sing again? I want five more minutes of sleep…"
"Am I your snooze button now?" Kendall had closed his eyes, but he knew that if he wasn't too lazy and opened them, he'd see James pouting to the windshield like a three-year-old. The thought was almost enough to make him open his eyes to see it, but Kendall Knight really loved his sleep.
"Yep." He threw one arm out, blindly poking random places on the brunette's right arm, shoulder, neck, and face. "Which button do I have to press to make the song start?"
James smirked. "It's my lips, but it only works if you hit them with yours."
"You'd do anything for a kiss, wouldn't ya?" Kendall peeked one eye open, a smile playing on his lips.
"From you, yes."
Kendall's smile widened until his dimples were large on his cheeks. "Cute." He got up and leaned over to the driver's seat as far as he could with his seatbelt still on to press a sweet kiss against James' full lips for just a second. Then he pulled away and curled back up again in his own seat. "Sing," he demanded.
"That wasn't long enough!" James whined.
That pout was back again, but Kendall just giggled—when James brought it back up, he swore it wasn't; men don't giggle—and shook his head. "You got your kiss, now sing."
"Here I am. There you are," James sang, his voice washing over Kendall's ears and straight to his heart like only his voice could as the blonde released a dreamy sigh, snuggling farther into the leather seat. "Why does it seem so far?—
"Next to you is where I should be!" the radio blasted out.
Wha—?
Kendall blinked several times. When he opened his eyes, he saw he was in the Big Time Rush mobile's passenger seat with Logan beside him driving. He looked out the window and found, with surprise, that they were at the hospital already.
"You okay?" Logan asked as he cut the engine.
"Um, yeah," Kendall replied, blinking a couple more times with furrowed eyebrows. He opened his car door clumsily and fumbled out; luckily, he managed to do it without stumbling. "I'm fine."
It was a lie that neither of them believed.
So, there's the third chapter. Not a lot of action or advancement in this one I know, but I hope you liked anyway :)
