That Boy is a Monster! Chapter 3 do Monster's go on dates?, a big time rush fanfic

chapter 3, do monster's go on dates?. review, (:

I love that lavender blonde

The way he moves, the way he walks,

I touch myself, can't get enough,

And in the silence of the night,

Through all the tears, and all the lies,

I touch myself, and it's alright.

James's POV.

I want him, he's taking up my mind, please be mine. I can be ya best friend, yeah I'll love you forever.

Open up your heart and your mind to me. My desperate pleas, really get too me.

Through the darkness of the nights, I know people can't sleep, feeling he's out on the streets, but I touch myself and it's alright.

He ate my heart out.

He's so real, and I'm so unreal? I guess. I' am as vain as I allow, I do my hair, I gloss my eyes, I touch myself all through the night, and when something falls out of place, I take my time, I put it back, I touch myself 'til I'm on track.

Baby is a bad boy, with some retro sneakers, let's go see the killers and make out on the bleachers, I like you a lot I think you're really hot. I know it's just high school dreaming, to be falling for a bad boy, I want a real man, not some paper gangsta.

I can't get what we did at that party out of my head, I think we died on the dance floor. If he can make me unravel just like that, then imagine the wonders we can do in his bed, I want that monster in my bed. But I touch myself and it's alright. I've been bit by this fucking bug, he's like my drug. I need his hugs. I need his love….

Drip, drip, drip. The sound of your wasted life juice, falls from your sorry body. I know he should regret it, but this boy has no intentions of feeling for you. But a certain brunette is making his heart flutter.

And all you do is stutter, while you're being questioned. I can end you just like that. I have play dates with death. And I punch you once again, because your vocabulary reeks of meth. It's one thing to be sober and fight, but another when your higher, than stars them selves.

" Tell you're boss not to send messenger boys to do his dirty work". yells the bad boy, as he kicks the poor drugged bastard, in the ribs, most likely breaking them.

He knows he should feel bad, after all he's just his rival's bitch boy, doing his work. But if you have stuff to say too me, do it in my face. Fucking waste.

" Shit Knight, ya really did a number on the fuckers face" says, one of his acquaintances, eyeing the unconscious body on the ground.

Kendall shrugs, throwing his cigar bud on the ground, and crushing it with his boots.

" Whatever" he says as he mounts his motorcycle. He starts his bike.

" Where ya goin?" asks the guy. Kendall smirks. " I got's a date" he says, as he drives out of the garage…

James sits at his desk, spacing out. He's not really paying attention to the lesson. He's fantasizing about the monster of his dream.

Daydream..

The scene takes place in a white marbled room, a huge golden thrown in the middle of the plain white room. It looks like a mental asylum room. Except for the golden thrown and the jewelry surrounding it .

Diamonds, golden coins, designer clothes, all over the white floor. Suddenly James is sitting at the thrown, two very attractive woman, in golden lingerie, are fanning James, with large feathers, as he sips out of a large golden cup. With JD imprinted on it in diamonds.

"Oh, oh

La, la, la"

"I' am, I'm too fabulous, I'm so fierce that it's so nuts, I live to be model thin, dress me I'm your mannequin."

James smiles as people dressed in golden suits, bring him racks and racks filled with designer clothes.

"J'adore Vivienne, habillez-moi, Gucci, Fendi, and Prada, Valentino, Armani too, Medre, I love Jimmy Choo."

James is sitting at his throne, with his designer glasses, as people hold out the options, with they're arms extended out towards the pretty boy, while bowing down.

He motions with his fingers, a yes and a no, then the people go to the racks again picking out another outfit for their fashion king.

" Fashion put it all on me, don't you want to see these clothes on me, fashion put it all on me, I' am anyone you want me to be"

Suddenly a man dressed in a bondage outfit, appears behind James's thrown, the man in black leather is slowly placing a diamond crown on the pretty boys' head. James smiles, as he fans himself with a fan made of dollar bills.

" Oh, oh, la, la, la, we love designer"

" I need some new shoes, can't walk down the street in those, you are, who you wear, it's true, a boy's just as hot as the shoes he choose, oh yeah."

It starts raining money, golden coins, diamonds, expensive brands. Louis, Gucci, Armani you name it. The green hundred dollar bills start falling, but James is quickly protected by a golden umbrella. He smiles, taking a sip of his large cup, as his workers are bowing down to him.

"J'adore, Weitzman, habillez-moi, Louis, Dolce Gabbana, Alexander Mcqueen, eh oh!, Merde, I love those Manolo.

" Fashion put it all on me, don't you want to see these clothes on me, fashion put it all on me, I' am anyone you want me to be"

" Oh, oh, la, la, la, we love designer"

James smiled proudly, reveling in his fortune, the only thing he needed was his bad boy, as if on cue, Kendall walked in, wearing a pair of tight black jeans, black combat boots, he had just a leather jacket on no t-shirt under, his skin was glistening with oil, James bit his lip.

Kendall got closer, he was holding two large chains in each hand, at the end of the chains were two large tigers, leading the blonde towards the pretty boy.

" Fashion put it all on me, don't you want to see these clothes on me, fashion put it all on me, I' am anyone you want me to be"

" Fashion put it all on me, don't you want to see these clothes on me, fashion put it all on me, I' am anyone you want me to be"

" Oh, oh, la, la, la, we love designer"

The blonde got closer smirking at James, the pretty boy looked around, and all his servants were gone, everything was gone. He was suddenly pushed on top of a circular revolving bed, draped in a tiger print, the two large tigers lay on the ground, just lounging on the ground.

" Fashion put it all on me, don't you want to see these clothes on me, fashion put it all on me, I' am anyone you want me to be"

" Fashion put it all on me, don't you want to see these clothes on me, fashion put it all on me, I' am anyone you want me to be"

James looked at the bed as it was rotating, he looked up at the blonde, who had the sexiest look on his face. Suddenly the blonde attacked his lips, James moaned into the kiss as he ripped the bad boys jacket off, leaving it on his arms, as he ran his fingers down the oily skin, making him shiver. He looked up to see that Kendall was wearing a large golden chain that said, MONSTER, he smirked as he attached his lips once again to the bad boy.

" Oh, oh, la, la, la, we love designer"

End of James's materialistic daydream.

" Fashion put it all- he was cut off by the teacher, who did not have a pleased look on his face.

" Mr. Diamond, is there something you'd like too share?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

James suddenly remembering what he was doing, looked around at everyone staring at him. He nodded his head at the teacher. The teacher sighed and returned to his lecture.

James had really zoned out, he quickly gathered his things as the bell rang, signaling the end of the day…

James walked down the road, through some trees, he sighed, he really needed his car back. He was humming too himself, when a black motorcycle pulled up in front of him, making him jump back.

The blonde of his every thought, was sitting on the bike, smirking at James, James gulped, he was so intimidated by the bad boy, and Kendall fucking loved it.

He raised his dark eyebrow. " Ya need a lift, pretty boy?" he asked, kicking the kick stand out, and placing his feet on the ground.

James had no idea what to say, I mean it's one thing to get a ride in a car, but it's another to get a ride on a motorcycle. But Kendall sure did look sexy in his leather getup.

" I-I uh, I…is, is it safe?" he asked, earning a chuckle from the blonde.

Kendall threw his leg over the bike, and slowly crept towards the blushing boy.

" Do you think anything about me is safe?" he asked, slowly, looking into James's innocent eyes.

James gulped, and nodded his head slowly. Kendall smiled, he caressed the boys' blushing cheek, he smiled as James nuzzled into his hand. With one quick movement he yanked the pretty boy by the waist, pulling him against his chest. James yelped in surprise, he watched as Kendall teasingly leaned in, ghosting his lips over James's, James so desperately wanted to close the gap, but something told him otherwise.

" But you can trust me" said Kendall, leading James to the bike. Kendall hoped on first, he looked back at James, who was eyeing the bike hesitating . " Get on" he demanded. James not wanting to make the blonde, angry, climbed on the bike awkwardly. After he was seated, Kendall looked back smirking at him, as he started the bike, making James jump.

Kendall smiled, he saw how nervous James was, so he grabbed the brunettes arms, and placed them on either side of him. James blushed as Kendall did this. " Ready?" asked Kendall. Before James could respond, he sped off, making James, hold on tighter to his waist, burying his face in the leather. Kendall smiled, as he drove through the woods.

He slowed down a little, when he noticed James's arms shaking around his waist. " Baby I got you" he said, calmly. James slowly unburied his face from the leather, and looked towards the woods.

Kendall smiled, when he felt James's arms calm down a little, but James was still squeezing him, not that he minded. James smiled, getting more comfortable, he placed his chin on the blonde's shoulder. Kendall turned his head slightly, giving James's cheek a loving peck. James blushed but smiled, as Kendall drove into the city. The only thing playing in his head.

" Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars.

Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars.

Boys, boys, boys, with hairspray and denim,

And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them"…

That night Kendall had treated James, to a fun night.

James was still a little shocked at Kendall's definition of "fun", the blonde drove him around town, showing him all his hang outs, and where he was shot, in the stomach.

They also went to an ice cream parlor, in which they were banned from ever returning, the reason, Kendall punched the lights out of some hockey head, that was hitting on James, well that's not the entire reason, the hockey player had tried to kiss James, and that's were he lost it.

They also went to some weapon store, because Kendall had ordered a pair of brass knuckles, that has his last name on them. James's eyes widened when Kendall decide to use them on a wall, leaving a huge hole in it.

It was getting late and James needed to get home, to avoid another grounding. Kendall understood but he promised James another night on the town, well forced is more like it, Kendall sure is persuasive with his lips. And it had James agreeing to another dangerous date.

Kendall pulled into James's drive way, the pretty boy relieved that his parents weren't home yet. Kendall walked the brunette to the front door.

" Thanks for the ride Kendall…I had fun" he said, blushing and looking towards the ground.

Kendall smirked, this boy with all his blushing and his cuteness has him falling quick.

" I had a fucking good time" he said chuckling.

After a few moments of silence, James spoke up. " Well I uh better go, thanks again" he said, starting to turn away, but was pulled back.

Kendall cupped his face, looking into his eyes, " Don't I get a goodbye kiss?" he asked, running his thumb at the bottom of James's lip.

James blushed, he looked towards the ground. " I guess" he said quietly.

He leant up, quickly pecking the blonde's lips, but it was not enough for the bad boy, before James could pull away, he smashed their lips together.

James's eyes widened for the second time today. He began melting into the kiss, he gasped, when Kendal began nipping at his bottom lip. James quickly opened up, letting the blonde snake his tongue in.

" With the taste of your lips, I'm on a ride, you're toxic, I'm slippin' under, with the taste of a poison paradise, I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?".

Kendall moaned into the kiss, James tasted like the ice cream he had eaten earlier, Strawberry, with gummy bears. The kiss got a little more heated, James wrapping his arms around the blonde's neck, as Kendall deepened the kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance, James gave a good fight, but Kendall was no way in hell letting James be the man in the relationship.

James pulled away, panting, and moaning as Kendall began nipping at his neck. " Mmm K-Kendall, s-stop, my parents will be home soon" he said.

Kendall placed on last kiss to the mark, before pulling away. He smirked at the flustered boy.

" Well see ya pretty boy" he said, pecking him one last time on the lips.

James nodded his head, as he opened the door.

He smiled as Kendall, mounted his bike, and sped off into the night. He sighed contently against the door, touching his lips, and blushing. He ran upstairs to his bedroom, to have another night filled with dreams of his creep….

I'm addicted to you don't you know that you're toxic…..that boy is a monster.