Stand Forever
Chapter Four:
Rating: M
A/N: Okay, so I can officially tell you guys when my updates will start to regulate. The date, as of right now is June 9th. It's the last day of school which means I'll be at home by myself for around eight hours of day with free excess to the internet:D that is, until I screw up and accidently forget to delete my history or something... This chapter is my favorite so far, and it was actually the reason I decided to write the story in the first place. But, enough of my babbling:P I now present Chapter 4 of Stand Forever!
P.S. Sorry about any errors, I don't have a beta so it's just my own petty proof reading.
Waking up in Kendall Knight's arms was the most peaceful and serene thing Logan had ever experienced. Kendall's warm breathon his neck brought back beautiful memories of the night before, when the blonde had touched him sweetly and filled his head with dizzying lust; a lust driven mad with love.
Logan's eyes were still closed, just enjoying the feeling of waking up with someone. He could tell Kendall was still asleep, his breathing was heavy. But the moment Logan moved to get more comfortable he was fully conscious.
"Good morning, tesoro; mio bel regazza." (1) Kendall whispered into his lover's hair with a perfect Italian accent, sending shivers down Logan's spine.
"Dove sei stato tutta la mia vita?" (2) Logan whispered back breathlessly, also in a perfect accent.
"You speak Italian?" Kendall asked, not so much shocked as he was delighted. He loved the idea of being able to carry on conversations with his lover in such a pure, beautiful, not to mention romantic language.
Logan nodded, happy that Kendall also knew the amazing language. "Along with French, Latin and Spanish; oh and a little German." He explained. In his free time at Circus Diego and Xavieramous he'd taken to studying languages; particularly romantic ones like French and Italian.
"Which is your favorite?" Kendall asked, he loved that even though they were soul mates and madly in love; he still had everything to learn about the beautiful boy in his arms.
"Well, that's a difficult question; I love to write in French, but Italian is my favorite to speak. I had the most fun learning Spanish, because I learned it really quickly; I was fluent in less than a year." Logan explained, not mentioning he'd only learned Spanish so quickly because he studied it five hours a day and had grown quite accustomed to having it whispered seductively in his ears. Spanish was the first language of both Diego and several of his regulars.
Kendall nodded. "I know how you feel, when I'm angry everything I say morphs into Russian, I speak rapid Latin when I get nervous; at least that's what my friends say. Italian is my favorite though, it sounds so elegant and graceful; full of raw emotions and passion." Kendall said excitedly, he loved talking about languages almost as much as he loved speaking them.
Logan nodded, smiling. "Which languages do you speak?" he asked.
"Russian, French, Italian, Latin, Enough Spanish to carry on a halfway decent conversion, oh and German was my first language." Kendall explained. "I'm a language freak; if speaking six fluently is any indication." He said, shrugging.
Logan laughed. "I'll say." he said sarcastically as he scooted closer into Kendall's stomach.
"I don't want to move..." Kendall complained to the shorter boy, who's rapidly changing hair had started to lose it's vibrant coloring, settling closer to a dark blonde. obviously still not his natural hair color.
"Logie, what color is your hair?" Kendall asked randomly.
"What, can't you see it?" Logan said, giggling slightly. "It was green what I left Xavieramous last night; I haven't looked since then."
Kendall laughed lightly, running his hands over his boyfriend's chest and arms. "Last night, the drug I gave you? Do you remember?" Kendall asked. When Logan nodded, he continued. "It was the full reversal drug, the chip can't do anything so your hair is starting to go back to normal, your memories will stick from now on..." Kendall rambled off random facts about the qualities of the drug, hoping Logan could fill in the effects he didn't know about.
"Wow..." Logan said, breathlessly turning on his side so he was face to face with Kendall. "This is really happening, my life is going back to somewhat normal." He was smiling happily with relief in his eyes.
"Yeah..." Kendall Agreed, letting his eyes fall shut again.
Logan placed a long, slow kiss on his lips, which he happily returned. "Thank you." Logan whispered, pulling the duvet up over their heads whilst he absentmindedly drew patterns along Kendall's bare chest with his fingertips.
"Let just lay here and be lazy, baby drive me crazy..." Kendall sang quietly.
Logan giggled and joined in. "All I want to do-oh-oh-oh-oh way-oh-oh-oh-oh way-oooh-ohh Is love you.." They sang together, trailing off in a fit of giggles.
"You have a great voice." Kendall complimented. "I swear I've heard it somewhere, you were definitely in a band." He concluded.
Logan smiled in the darkness created by the covers they were under. "I wish I could remember more, all I know is that it was me and my best friends, who's names I can't even recall."
"We could track them down you know, I can hire a private investigator to piece together the mystery of your past." Kendall offered sweetly. They were still under the covers, as close as they could possibly be.
"I'd actually rather not, I don't want to be thrown back into a life I don't even remember having." He explained. "They've had a few years to cope with me being gone, I don't want to go back and ruin whatever closure they've developed for themselves. You're all I want, and all I need," He finished with a smile.
Kendall smiled back. "Then I should show you my world." He said, attacking Logan's neck with kisses. Logan wrapped his legs around Kendall's waist and his arms tightly around his neck.
Kendall giggled against his chest. "You're like a little monkey, I love it. I love you." Kendall said in between kisses. " You are so perfect its frightening." He whispered straight into his boyfriend's ear.
Logan pulled back slightly. "Trust me Kendall, I'm far from perfect." He said in a serious tone.
Kendall responded quickly. "You're perfect to me baby, and that's all that matters because no one will ever have to know the truth. Everything you've been through, everything you've seen; it's between us. Up here, I'm the only person who knows, and I don't care about everything you were forced into. I love you, in spite of and because of everything. You're so strong and beautiful, Logan. Anyone who can't see your perfection is blind in my eyes." Kendall said honestly, glad Logan had been open enough with him to tell him about his insecurities.
"I just feel like you're putting me on a pedestal is all. Do you really know everything about me? Everything I've seen? Kendall, I'm not even sure I know what I've seen. The last few years of my life have all been a never-ending nightmare; awake or asleep. I'm not sure where the line is between my dreams and my reality. I watched my roommate get stabbed on a street corner when she asked for money from a client. The first week I was in there my only friend starved to death. That's all it ever was, death and sickness and loss. Xavieramous is beautiful, chandeliers and priceless artwork. But it's all there to mask the truth. Or at least try. No matter how loud those speakers blast pop, glam rock, whatever they feel like playing; they were never able to hide the screams of pain in the punishment room down the hall or the whimpers in the dorms. I may seem perfect on the outside, but on the inside I'm a broken mess of half-baked memories." Logan said sadly.
Kendall sat there for a few moments, letting Logan's words sink in. He did the only thing he could think of, he clasped Logan's hand into his own and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "Do you want to talk about it?" He whispered, placing more kisses on each of his boyfriend's cheeks and one on his forehead before finally reclaiming his lips.
"Kendall, I want to talk about it when it's far away. Right now, memories are too fresh in my mind. Some day, when everything is calm and slightly perfect; I want to tell you about Hell. But right now, can you just tell me about Heaven?" Logan whispered in a tear-filled voice.
"I could tell you about my world, but I don't know very much about Heaven." Kendall answered honestly. He'd never been a religious person.
"That is heaven to me." Logan said, placeing his head down against the pillow.
Kendall giggled lightly. "How wonderful life is, now you're in the world..." He sang, sounding exactly like Christian had in Moulin Rouge.
"Do you want to get up? We Could make breakfast together. Or if you want, we could lay here all day and have the kitchen staff make us breakfast." Kendall offered with a smirk. Logan didn't seem like the type of person to allow staff to do anything he was capable of on his own.
"As tempting as that sounds... I'd much rather make our own food and get on with the rest of the day. I'm kind of a busy body like that." Logan answered, getting out of the bed and proceding to look for his clothes.
"Closet." Kendall answered the silent question, pointing towards the frosted glass door sporting a large "K". Logan guessed it stood for either Kendall or Knight, though he hoped it was the surname. He knew Kendall was too generous for his own good, and not above changing a letter on a door to please him. At least with Knight, it would some day be his name too; at least he'd hoped so.
His generosity theory proved true. Upon opening the closet, Logan found himself surrounded in designer labels. Flashy, casual,fanct, formal, everything. He felt like he'd stepped into Kurt Hummel's closet, not his.
H estood there, stark naked; mouth open in shock. Kendall came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Logan's torso. "Get used to it, I'm going to spoil you silly."
And that's it for Chapter 4!
1) Good Morning darling, My beautiful boyfriend.
2) Where have you been all my life?
Sorry for errors, I don't have much time to type these before I'll get caught and I tend to not waste it proof reading. I just hope I don't look like a total tard. Oh and I apologize for the Glee reference at the end, I couldn't help it :P
Chapter 4 Playlist:
All I Want To Do By: Sugarland
Your Song By: Alessandro Safina and Ewan McGregor from Moulin Rouge
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