So, I'm really, really glad you guys like this. I was so worried no one would.

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Chapter Four: First Kiss

Kendall and Logan had finished their required detention. That weekend their moms were going to force them to hang out. But first, they had to finish the school week.

In gym, while they were changing, Logan asked, "Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Put your gym shirt on before you remove your other shirt?" As he said this, he took off his own shirt.

"Um. I'm kinda... insecure."

Logan stepped closer to him, still shirtless. "Why?"

"Well. I'm all skinny and lanky. Meanwhile, you're all toned."

Logan stepped closer again, their chests now touching. "Green Eyes, there's nothing wrong with your body."

"Green Eyes?"

"I've decided that's your nickname."

"OK..." His heart started to beat faster when he saw Logan lick his lips. He ran his hands over Logan's stomach. "I wish I looked more like you."

"Don't," Logan said as his heart sped up.

"Your heart's pounding."

"So is yours. Why?"

"I'm not sure."

Logan slowly moved his head forward. When their lips were centimeters apart: "Mitchell! Knight! Get out here! Class started five minutes ago!"

Logan stepped back and sighed. "That guy's such a douche."

Kendall rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah. Uh. Can we not talk about what just happened?"

Logan frowned. "Sure." He was a little saddened by this. He wanted that kiss to happen, and he thought Kendall did too. After all, Kendall had already tried kissing him once.

They went to their usual spot on the bleachers, sitting very close to each other. Their sides were touching.

"Why did you start being mean to me?" Logan asked.

"Uh..." How could Kendall tell Logan it was because he had developed a crush on him?"Being cruel was the only way he knew how to make it appear that he didn't. " I don't want to get into that."

"OK." After a moment of silence, Logan said, "I miss being friends with you, you know."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I haven't ruined the potential to be friends again?"

"Nope. I'm willing to forgive."

"No one else would do that."

"I'm not like everyone else."

Kendall smiled. "Yeah. You aren't. In a good way."

They continued talking about random things until the bell rang.

At lunch, Kendall did what he usually did. Watch Pete and Logan. He was a little pissed. Logan had almost kissed him, and now he was acting all couple-y with Pete. Though Logan didn't act as happy as he used to. And he kept meeting Kendall's eyes.

It was the first time Kendall didn't skip out of lunch early to cut himself.

...

Logan was walking to his car after school when someone grabbed him. He was dragged behind the school then thrown against the wall. Jett and Wayne were standing in front of him.

"It's time for revenge for what you did last month," Jett said.

Wayne too hold of Logan and held his hands behind his back. Jett threw several punched to his stomach. Then he hit him square in the jaw. Logan spit the blood that filled his mouth in Jett's face.

Jett screamed. "You son of a bitch! What is I get AIDS?"

Logan rolled his eyes. "You're so stupid. Not every gay man has AIDS."

Wayne kicked the back of Logan's knee, making him fall to the ground. Wayne's foot then came in contact with Logan's back.

"What the fuck?" a voice yelled. Kendall's voice.

Kendall ran up to them. He held back a gasp when he saw Logan.

"We're getting our revenge," Jett said.

"Didn't I say I was the only one allowed to touch Logan?" Kendall asked angrily.

"Yeah. But-"

"No buts! Get out of here! I'll finish him off for you."

The two nodded and walked away.

Once they were far enough away, Kendall kneeled in front of Logan. "You OK?"

Logan sat. "Yeah. You're the only one allowed to touch me? Why?"

Kendall sighed. "I, um, knew they wouldn't hold back on hurting you."

"But you hold back."

"Yes," Kendall whispered.

"Why?"

"I could never bring myself to really hurt a former friend."

Logan smiled. "I knew that deep down you were a nice guy, Green Eyes."

...

On Saturday, Logan was over at Pete's house. As usual, they had sex. And as was becoming habit, Logan's eyes were closed as he moved inside Pete, imagining Kendall.

Kendall had been on Logan's mind a lot since their first almost kiss. He dreamed about him. Thought about him whenever he touched himself. He caught himself staring at Kendall a lot. He always had the urge for physical contact. And he so badly wanted to see that body. But Kendall never let that happen.

After they were finished, Logan laid next to Pete. When Pete sighed sadly, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why don't you look at me during sex anymore?"

"I don't? I haven't noticed," Logan lied.

"It's like you want to be with someone else and not me."

That was true. "That's not true."

"Then what is it?"

"I've been distracted."

"Since Wayne and Jett beat you up?"

"Since Kendall insinuated he should kill himself."

Pete groaned. "Do you always have to bring up that douche?"

Logan sat up. "He's not a douche. I think he's really confused and messed up right now."

Pete sat too. "How can you defend him? He's been kicking your ass for years."

"But only he has. Well, until yesterday."

"What do you mean?"

"Kendall told Jett and Wayne that he's the only one allowed to touch me. He goes easy on me."

"Let me guess. You think it's sweet."

"Yeah. A little."

"Babe-"

"Don't call me that."

"You're fucking crazy. No one else would think that's sweet."

"Kendall might be gay."

"What?"

"Sometimes they way he acts toward me makes it seem he is. And his cruel insults? That's how he tries to hide who he really is."

"You know what I think?"

"What?"

"That you'd rather be dating-or fucking-Kendall, and not me."

Yes. "No! How could you accuse me of that?"

"Because you're fucking obsessed with Kendall!"

"I'm not obsessed! I'm worried. His feelings could be making him depressed. His dad hates gay people. And he really wants his dad to accept him. He doesn't want to be gay and have his dad hate him."

"What makes you think you're right?"

"Because I know him!"

"The Kendall you knew as a kid, and the Kendall you know now are completely different!"

"I still know how his mind works!"

"No you don't!"

Logan got off the bed and started to dress.

"Where are you going? Pete wanted to know.

"Home."

"Babe-"

"Don't fucking call me that!"

"Why not?"

"Because I hate it!" Logan took a calming breath. "I'll call you tomorrow after I leave Kendall's."

"Excuse me?"

"Our moms are forcing us to hang out. Remember?"

"Oh. Yeah."

"We're just gonna study for our History test that's on Tuesday. And I'm gonna help him with Algebra and Bio."

"OK..."

Logan kissed Pete's forehead. "Bye."

"See ya."

...

"Jesus. Your notes are a mess."

Kendall rolled his eyes. "Like yours are any better."

"Yes, they are." Logan handed Kendall his notebook.

They were in Kendall's room, going over their History notes.

"How do you manage this? You barely pay attention in class."

Logan smiled cockily. "It's a natural talent. I also read the textbook and take notes from there."

"Overachiever."

"You can borrow them tonight and type them up."

"Really?"

"Sure. I'll just review the text tonight."

"Thanks."

"No problem. Um. Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah."

"What's been going on between us?"

"What do you mean?"

"We almost kissed. Twice. And then there's the way you touched me in the gym. Kendall. Are you-"

Kendall stood up. "Don't you dare say it!"

Logan got up. "It's OK to be-"

"I said don't say it!" Kendall pushed Logan, and Logan's back hit Kendall's desk.

"There's no need to be violent."

Kendall walked up to him. "I don't appreciate you saying things like that."

He realized then just how close he was to Logan. Their bodies were almost touching. They were staring into each other's eyes. They moved forward at the same time, lips connecting. Kendall finally understood that firework thing people talked about.

Logan began to move his lips, and was pleased when Kendall did the same. He moved his hands to Kendall's hair, and ran his tongue along Kendall's lower lip. Kendall immediately opened his mouth. While they had a fierce battle for dominance, Logan hopped onto Kendall's desk. Kendall stepped between Logan's legs as Logan won control of the kiss.

Kendall moaned when Logan rolled his hips against him. He was happy that Logan was hard as well. He put his hands on Logan's hips and moved his body closer. When Logan wrapped his legs around Kendall, he picked Logan up. He moved them to the bed. When Logan hit the mattress, his phone fell out of his pocket and onto the floor.

The two boys grinded against each other violently, wanting more and more friction. Logan bit Kendall's lip, drawing some blood. Kendall finally pulled away from Logan's mouth and moved onto his neck. Logan groaned with pleasure at the sensation. The speed at which they were moving against each other quickened. Soon, they were both coming in their pants.

Kendall rested his face in the crook of Logan's neck. He couldn't believe that just happened. Then he started to freak out. He shouldn't have done that. It was wrong. Even if he had been dreaming about kissing Logan for years. He flew off of Logan and said, "Get out."

Logan propped himself up on his elbows. "Why?" he asked sadly.

"Because that shouldn't have happened."

"But-"

"Just go!"

Logan gathered his things and left Kendall's room. He reached the bottom of the stairs and remembered that his phone had fallen onto the floor. He ran back up the stairs. He opened Kendall's bedroom door. "I know you want me gone, but-" He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight before him.

Kendall was staring at him with a shocked expression on his face. He held a blade in his hand, and was bleeding from two cuts.

Logan shut the door and put his backpack down. Now he knew why he'd never seen Kendall shirtless.

"Oh, Green Eyes," he whispered.

"Please don't tell," Kendall begged, tears in his eyes. He sat on his bed as Logan walked toward him.

Logan grabbed a tissue and kneeled in front of Kendall. He dabbed at the blood from the cuts and asked, "How long?" He was amazed at the number of scars all over Kendall's stomach and side.

"Since eighth grade."

Logan could feel his own tears forming. "You poor thing. Why?"

"I don't want to go into that. Are you crying?"

Logan nodded.

"But why?"

"You're hurting so bad inside that you hurt yourself outside. The fact that you're going through this kills me." He ran his fingertips over some scars. "So many scars. So many fresh cuts. You do this everyday?"

"Yeah. Multiple times."

Logan stood and pulled Kendall into a hug. That's when Kendall let the flood gates open. He sobbed against Logan's chest. Logan kissed the top of Kendall's head over and over, murmuring, "It's OK."

Kendall backed away. "No, it's not," he said as he wiped his nose. "I'm a freak."

Logan cupped Kendall's face with his hands. "No you're not. You're in pain." He placed his forehead against Kendall's. "I wish you weren't."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

"Are you going to tell anyone?"

"Do you want me to?"

"No."

"OK. I won't."

"Thank you." Kendall closed his eyes.

Logan kissed each eyelid and thought, I won't tell yet.