[CH: 004]
[3rd Person's POV] (Day 4)
Logan and his team prepares themselves early in the morning, eating breakfast quickly and making sure all of the meds are up to date.
The fourth day is always the worst, since it's the day where Rugby is played. Not only are the school's 4 teams going up against each other, there'll be other schools too, since it's an open-for-all event.
"Right. As usual, Dustin and I will be part of the lifters team today. You three need to be watchful as well later, since there's gonna be two events involving female teams," Logan briefs his teammates, seeing them nod.
As soon as the clock pointed towards 7.30 AM, the first two teams competing came out, fans cheered out loud for both their respective teams. Logan, along with the other three male paramedics, stood under the canopy, their eyes scanning each player for potential injuries.
After being school paramedics for so long, all four of them could tell if a player's properly warmed up or not, based solely on how they move.
"Watch out for player 15 on the Red team, he looks like he'll cramp up," Logan whispers to Carlos, who's eyes immediately fix onto said player.
Soon enough, after about 10 minutes of tackling, running around carrying a ball, player 15 of the Red team falls down because of a cramp after being tackled.
Carlos and Jett rushes to the field, carries the player out and Dustin quickly puts an ice-pack as the poor boy cries out in pain, all while Logan continued scanning the rest of the players.
'4 peoples…' Logan nervously tells himself as he sees 4 more potential injured students.
Surely enough, by the time the first game ends, with the Yellow team winning, the canopy had 7 patients under it. Some had a broken arm, some were simply there because of a cramp.
"Right. We're lucky nobody got seriously injured for the first match," Logan sighs, scanning the surroundings. He tries to calm himself as much as possible, seeing the three girls tend to the others as the other three boys were busy only made his heart race more.
This is the first year where he's leading the team, since they're literally 5th year seniors now, which means it's his turn to lead.
"Logie, calm down, okay?" Carlos nears the boy, seeing him slowly starting to panic. "I-I don't know if I can do this, Carlos," Logan actually panics, sweat forming on his forehead even though the sun's nowhere to be seen thanks to the clouds.
"You can! You did amazingly the past three days, just one more," Carlos cheers his best friend up, which worked. Kind of.
"Hey you two," A soft voice calls from behind them. Immediately Carlos' hairs stand on edge, recognizing the soft voice to be Kendall's.
Logan turns around and surely enough, there stands the tall, green-eyed Adonis.
"The teacher uh… Told me to take these to you guys," He hands Logan a plastic bag with snacks inside.
Once he's gone, Logan peers into the bag to see a bunch of snacks inside, and a small note for Carlos.
'Dear Carlos,
Please meet me under the right-side bleachers after school.
Sign, Kendall.'
Carlos' heart starts panicking.
"Someone's gonna get lucky," Logan winks at Carlos, whose face starts heating up.
The rest of the events fly by, with patients going in and out of the canopy.
Soon, the Sports Week comes to a conclusion. One final match.
PalmWoods High Tigers versus Minnesota Eagles, their rivals.
Everyone sits anxiously, knowing how powerful both teams are, it's always hard to predict who'd win… Until Minnesota Eagles commit a foul.
Although James was already pinned down by his team-mate with the ball in his arms, one of the members actually kicked his head, rendering him unconscious.
"Man down!" Logan yells, the four guys immediately running towards James, his heart beating fast upon realizing he's out, cold. It took all four of them to lift the big guy back to the canopy.
"James, James wake up," Logan tries his best to wake the large boy up, gentle shakes, slaps, ice to the face and various other body parts…
"Oh… wha…" James' eyes slowly flutter open, his sight clouded by millions of tiny colorful dots. As he slowly regains vision, he sees an angel hovering over his face.
"Don't faint on me now, James," The angel speaks, immediately his hand reach out to caress the angel's cheek.
"Lo…gan?" He calls out weakly, his brain still spinning and his head pounding, and everything feels like a drema.
Thinking he's actually dreaming, he slowly and painfully leans upward.
"Wha-" Logan was silenced by a pair of lips mushed onto his own.
"Don't wake me up from this dream," James' voice rather tired as he breaks the kiss, a big stupid grin on his face.
At that time, anyone literally in the canopy, or looking at the canopy, did so with a fallen jaw.
Logan's face heats up as James slowly fades out of consciousness, only to be snapped back into reality when an ice pack is smacked onto his face by Jo.
"You're not dreaming, idiot," She grins widely as she says so. "Someone's got a boyfrieeeend," Camille and Lucy teases a very red Logan.
"Congrats leader guy. Don't forget to invite to our wedding," Jett jokes, "We better be your groomsman," Dustin adds, Logan's face heating up more and more as James removes the ice-pack from his face.
"Alright you two, eyes back onto the field," Carlos drags the other two guys back out as Logan freezes still in his crouching position.
"Did I just… Uh… did that?" James asks, his face horrified. Logan, upon realizing that James was horrified, deduces that James thinks he's made a mistake. Immediately he thinks the kiss was simply a mistake. James simply thought Logan was a girl that James' has had a crush on for a long time…
Though it broke his heart, he tried his best to continue his duty as a paramedic.
"Can you sit for me," Logan asks, though the way he said it so coldly… It was more of a statement than a question. James, detecting Logan's coldness, immediately regretted his decision.
He didn't mean to kiss Logan like that! He wanted their first kiss to be romantic as hell…
Now Logan hates him. Heck, he doesn't even know if Logan even liked him in the first place!
"Your head's fine, no seriously blows. Scram out of here once you're feeling fine," Logan's tone, seething with anger and a bit of hate, rings in James' head as the boy stood up and left the canopy, keeping his eye out for more injured members.
"What the hell did you just do," Jo angrily hisses at James before returning to her patient. There were about 3~4 female patients under the canopy since the females competition had just ended.
James sat there, horrified. Not because people just saw him kiss a guy, no, he doesn't give a fuck about that.
But it's because Logan may or may not hate him now, even though he was saved by the boy.
~After the Events end…
"Logie, you okay?" Carlos asks as they clean up, his best friend seemingly distant and cold.
"He didn't even mean the kiss," Logan says as he crouches down to pick up the kits.
Instead of standing back up, he repeats "He didn't even mean it," before tears roll down his face slowly. "How'd you know?" Carlos asks, hugging his friend tight.
Dustin silently signals towards Carlos that he'd pick up the kit and finish cleaning up. The other girls also offered to finish cleaning up silently as Carlos hugs his best friend.
Carlos nods as Logan responds, "You should've seen his face Carlos. He was horrified," Logan sobs quietly into his best friend's vest as Carlos helps take off his.
"Ssh, Logan. I-" Carlos almost tells Logan 'it'll be fine', realizing that James was Logan's life-long crush… He stopped himself then because he knew Logan won't be fine for a long while.
Logan sobs into Carlos' shirt for about 5 more minutes. By then, the field was already empty, with only the two of them under the canopy left.
"You okay now?" Carlos holds Logan's face in his hand, looking into those watery doe eyes. Logan shakes his head, looking down.
"You'll get through it, okay? Let's go home," Carlos whispers gently, helping his best friend stand up. "B-But Kendall-" Logan was about to remind Carlos about Kendall, only to be stopped by Carlos, who hushes him with a finger.
"It won't be worth it, okay? He's just gonna tell me it was a mistake too. Holding my hand and all," Carlos shakes his head, knowing full well he wouldn't be able to take it if Kendall actually says so.
"Carlos, he's right there. You can't just… Leave. You know he'll find you in school," Logan sniffles, trying his best to convince his friend. Shit might've ended badly for him, but it doesn't have to be a bad ending for Carlos.
Well, he hopes it won't be a bad ending.
"I…" Carlos stops, realizing Logan's right. If Carlos doesn't show up under the bleachers at that moment, he knows Kendall's gonna hunt him down at school, where he won't be able to avoid the boy.
"Come with me," Carlos urges, Logan nods.
With a racing heart, Carlos nears the bleachers, seeing Kendall stand there patiently.
~Kendall's POV
I've been waiting here for quite a bit and boy let me tell you… My heart feels like it's gonna rip out soon. James is in the locker room bawling his eyes out… Apparently he's made an even bigger mistake than I did.
Though unlike him, I'm gonna make up for it.
"Y-You came…" I weakly tell Carlos as he approaches me, Logan standing a few feet away from us. "You wanted to see me?" Carlos tells me, his voice somewhat cold.
"Listen Carlos," I reached out and grabbed both his hands. "I uh… I w-wanted to say sorry about earlier," I began, seeing hate, anger, sadness and heartbreak in his eyes. "It's fine, alright? I didn't mean anything to me either, I-" I hush him with a kiss.
"I like you," I say, once the kiss was broken.
"I… Excuse me?" He says, his voice shaky. "You're joking right? This is a prank, right?" Carlos continues, fear evident in his eyes.
"No! I do like you, I genuinely do Carlos. For the longest time now," I say, picking up my bag and unzipping it, taking out the bouquet of flowers I had inside.
"Will you be my boyfriend? And my prom date," I say, extending my hand, down on one knee, proposal style.
"Kendall, what if people find out?" He says, "T-Then your popularity's gonna be ruined, you'd get kicked out-" I didn't let him finish, I couldn't let him finish.
"Fuck them then! I don't need fame. I don't even want to be in this team! I… I just want you, Carlos. Please. I swear, I don't give a single fuck about those people, okay? They could go eat shit if they think I care about their opinion," I cry out loud.
I need him to know that other people's opinions don't matter. They could egg me for being gay for all I care, I just want Carlos to be mine.
"Please Carlos?" I plead, waiting for his answer, Logan standing behind him, anxious too.
"Kendall I…" Carlos' reluctance brought out all the fear in me. I watch as he gulped, my heart's literally about to burst soon. "I-I w-will," He says, his cheeks heating up.
"W-wha…?" I ask, blinking a few times.
I'm dreaming.
"I-I wanna be your boyfriend, and prom date," He repeats himself, his hand holding mine as he accepts the bouquet.
I couldn't resist myself. I stood up, let go of the bouquet and just kissed him. "If I'm dreaming, don't wake me up," I let the tears flow.
Years of waiting, worth it.
One we break from the kiss and I open my eyes, I see Logan turning around, sadly.
"Logan, wait," I call out, seeing him shake his head. "I uh… I'll be at the car Carlos. Take all the time you two need," He says, his voice breaking as he sobs.
"Logan, wait," I run towards him, grabbing his wrist. "L-Logan, d-don't go yet," Carlos calls his best friend out. "What? And stay here so I could watch you two idiots be all lovey-dovey? No," He coldly answers.
"He means it, you know," I say as he snatches his hand. "No he doesn't," Logan begins walking away.
"He's crying, right now. In the lockers room. He means the kiss Logan, it wasn't a mistake," I say, Logan immediately freezes in his step.
"James… Likes him?" Carlos questions, interest twinkling in his beautiful eyes.
"He's obsessed with you," I answer.
[3rd Person's POV]
James slams his locker door close, punching it hard.
He ignores the blood dripping out of his arm, since these lockers are practically made out of titanium. "I'm a fucking idiot," He rests his forehead on the cold locked door, sobbing his eyes out.
"I'm a fucking idiot," he repeats himself, thinking Logan's gonna avoid and hate him forever now.
After a few more minutes of sobbing to himself, his head resting on the locker door, he feels a soft hand grab his. He refuses to lift his head as said hand pours water over his wound.
"James," An angel calls out his name as he feels cloth wrapped around his bleeding knuckles. "James, look at me," Said angel calls out again.
"I can't, okay? I'm a fuck up," James sobs weakly. "I fucked up on the field, I fucked up… with you," He cries, too ashamed to look at the angel. He slowly backs up, then sits down on one of the sturdy wooden benches in the lockers room.
"I'm a screw up," He repeats to himself, looking down, letting his tears hit the cold, tiled floor. Soon… He feels soft hands lift his chin.
Two pairs of lips met again… Except this time, he felt fireworks go off in him.
"Lo…gan?" He breaths out, his eyes widely open once Logan breaks the kiss. "I like you too, you know," Logan smiles warmly, revealing his dimples.
James felt like he had died and is currently talking to an angel. Like, a real halo-wing angel.
He couldn't believe someone as perfect as Logan, actually liked him back.
"I… I'm sorry for getting mad earlier. I-I thought you didn't mean that kiss…" Logan says, gently holding James' hands. "I-I mean it, okay? I did! I-I wanted to kiss you for so long but… I thought I wanted to do it romantically and-" James flustered, only to be stopped by Logan by another gentle kiss.
"Does this mean… You'll go to prom with me?" James asks, his eyes brimming with hope once they break from the kiss. "Only if you promise you won't get drunk at prom," Logan smiles, a big grin grew on his face. "I don't even drink, and I promise I won't drink whatever punch they provide," James smiles, feeling like he's actually dreaming.
"How… did you know I was here?" James asks, realizing he wasn't clothed yet. He only had a pair of white towels around his waist, nothing underneath. "Your best friend, who's also dating my best friend now, told me," Logan smiles as he say so.
"They're dating too?" James grins, standing up. Logan nods, blushes, then looks away.
"Hey," James gently turns Logan's face back to face him. "You can look, y'know?" James winks, grabbing Logan's hand.
"I'm all yours now, babe." He gently guides it towards his chest, Logan's heartbeat picking up as his face continued heating up. "You can look…" He gently guides it down to his abs, "You can touch all you want," He whispers into Logan's ears.
"You're such a tease," Logan snatches his hand, stepping backwards. "This tease is all yours," James winks, Logan immediately turning around, trying to calm himself. "Just- hurry up and get dressed… you. I wanna go home," Logan squeals, millions of sexy thoughts running in his head.
"I wanna go home with you," James smiles, fully clothed. "Um, no?" Logan lifts a brow. Though they're a thing now… He still doesn't know much about James.
"Please?" James pleads, zipping his bag up. "No." Logan sternly answers, knowing full well James would be bored at his house anyways.
"Please?" James pleads again, giving Logan his best puppy eyes. "I'm not leaving here till' I say yes, am I?" Logan sighs, a grin growing on James' face.
"Fine," Logan huffs.
Logan, James, Carlos and Kendall ends up having fun at Logan's house, playing games on his Wii U.