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Kendall PoV

I've been in this creature's abode for only a day and I've already made myself at home. I was in its living room, watching one of my old performances in Times Square on its flat screen.

I may have been famous, but I wasn't really around people that much. I mean, yeah, I love my fans and all, but none of them really stop and ask, "Hey, Kendall. How was your day today? Are you doing okay?" It's usually all screaming and teenagers yelling about how they saw me and wanted to chase me down. I was pretty much alone in the world. My parents had died in a car crash a few years after I was born. I've jumped around between foster parents, but I kept causing them trouble. Once I got my last (and current) foster parents, I found out that one of them worked for a record company. He introduced me to the record label when he heard me singing, and the label liked me, so they signed me by the time I turned 18. I smiled at those memories. I looked down in my lap and smiled even brighter.

Yuma, the creature's adorable piglet, was on my lap, sleeping peacefully. I stroked her back absentmindedly as I thought about the boy who took me in for these couple of weeks.

I discovered that his name is Logan Mitchell. He doesn't usually live on his own, but his parents are both on a Mediterranean cruise together for the next three weeks. He wants to become a doctor, and is currently majoring in the medical field at a prestigious college nearby.

My thoughts were disturbed when some rude person decided to ring the doorbell. Logan said that he was exhausted, so he went to take a nap. He told me not to kill/hurt Yuma or open the door on my own, but I did the latter and disobeyed his orders.

I carefully tiptoed over to the door and cautiously looked through the peephole. I saw two people, one extremely tall and the other very Hispanic… I opened the door and they burst in like they owned the place. They completely ignored me.

"Oh my gaawd! Logan got a new piggie!" The Hispanic one exclaimed.

"Carlos, it's just Yuma." the taller one whispered to the shorter one.

"Well, she looks different... Somehow."

I stared awkwardly at them, as if they each had two heads. That's when they noticed me.

"Ooh, Logie's got himself a new boy toy, huh?" the extremely tall boy implied.

"Um..." I looked around uncomfortably, not really knowing what to say.

"Mmhmm." the Hispanic one, Carlos, I assumed, replied.

"I'm right here. Literally. Standing in the room with you as you assume that I'm here as a Logan's fuck boy."

"Wait, don't I know you from somewhere?" The tallish one asked.

"Probably. I'm a world-renowned superstar."

"Noooo, that's not it." Carlos claimed.

"Wait, I do know you! You're Kendall Knight! You're Kendall, aren't you?!" the tall one had gotten in my face and I could tell that he was starting to get really excited by the way he was bouncing on his toes.

"Yeah… Are you a fan?" I asked nervously.

"Um, YES. I love your work!"

"Hmm, I've never met a guy that likes my music so much, most of my fans are chicks."

"Yep. Saying James is obsessed with you, would be an understatement." Carlos mentioned, sounding a little concerned. Or was it jealousy? I ignored the thought.

"So, you're James?"

"Yeah, and you're Kendall."

"And I'm Carlos, still alive and in the room, I might add."

"Sorry, 'Litos. I got distracted." he glanced at me. "Very distracted." he smirked.

Carlos slapped James lightly on the arm and I only stared.

Something falling to the floor caught my attention. All three of us looked in the direction of the noise and saw Logan standing there. He had just dropped a mug on the ground; it shattered.

Logan looked around nervously. "Um… What're you guys doing here? You weren't supposed to come until tomorrow!"

"Yeah, but we wanted to check up on you and make sure everything was fine. It seems everything's in order… Except for Blondie over there. Care to explain, Loges?" asked Carlos.

"Alright. I guess this is it." Logan made all of us sit on the couches in the living room. He sat on a recliner while the two other boys sat on the loveseat. I sat on the floor so that I could play around with Yuma while we talked.

Logan explained to the boys as we all sat together. He told them the whole story, starting from my side and moving onto his. After explaining to them about he and I, he explained about the boys and himself as well. I learned that this James and Carlos were Logan's best friends. They've known each other since they were still toddlers and had their cribs. They all went everywhere together for years, and by the time they were 16, James and Carlos had developed feelings for each other and were going out.

I thought that he would only explain the basics, but we sat there for hours, with Logan telling their life stories.

A good four hours later, Logan finished his 'science research paper' with "And then I invited Kendall to stay here and you guys know the rest."

I sighed in relief once he was done. He seemed quiet at first, but gosh, this boy could talk.

James and Carlos stared at me for a few moments before jumping up and landing in my lap. He hugged, well squeezed, me tightly. "I get to meet my IDOL! FINALLY! CARLOS! IT'S KENDALL, IT'S REALLY HIM!" I laughed nervously and helped Carlos pry the other man off of me. It took some work, but he finally let go.

"So how long are you staying, Kendall?" asked Carlos.

"Um, two weeks. If I'm lucky..."

"Oh, cool! So you get to be with Logan for two weeks! And I get to see you every day." said James, looking at me creepily.

I looked around. "Yeah…" I trailed.

"Well, don't worry. I'm sure our Logie, here, will take really good care of you during your time here. James and I will be back later for dinner, so we'll see you guys then!" said Carlos, cheerfully, before waving at me and Logan and dragging his boyfriend out of the front door. The door slammed behind them. Logan, Yuma, and I were all left in silence. I grinned my superstar smile at him and I could feel him tense up once I walked next to him. I smiled down at him before snatching Yuma from his grasp and running away from him.

I ran all around the house, going upstairs and back down, then into the front yard; all the while, Logan was chasing me and yelling at me to put his baby down.

I stopped to take a breath in front of a subtle corridor, and the next thing I knew, I was being tackled to the ground and Yuma was gone.

Oh, it's on.

This isn't even about Yuma anymore. This was between Logan and I. That little S-o-B thinks that he can just take what he wants from me? I mean, granted, it was his property, but I wanted it. I pouted before getting up and walking toward the kitchen. All of that running had made me thirsty.

I was in the middle of pouring myself a glass of water when an idea hit me.

A prank war.

That was the perfect way to get back at the magnificent creature for taking the fluffy ball of pink fur from me.

Yeah, maybe you'd say that I was taking this thing too far. Well, you'd be right.

I was contemplating nice gooey ideas and I started to smirk when I thought I found the right one. Then Logan walked in. I stared at him. Sweat was glistening from his body. His hair was matted to his forehead and the nape of his neck. He looked beautiful.

Wait, what? I've only just met this boy. Unfortunately, as he got closer and closer to me, I could feel the air get more and more tense. All sensible thoughts flew out of my head the moment he was only a foot in front of me. He tilted his head to the side. He was studying me?

"So, pretty boy... I think we're going to get along just fine. What were you smirking about when I walked in?" asked the dazzling creature.

I averted my eyes. "Nothing."

He squinted at me and stepped closer. I could feel my breath hitch in my throat as he did so. "I don't believe you." he was so close, I could feel his breath ghosting over my earlobe.

I scoffed and looked at him. "Of course you don't." he grinned at me and backed away. He held out his hand for me to take, so I did. Then he started dragging me off somewhere around the house.

He opened the front door and pulled me through it with him. Soon after, he led us to a stony path. It had a lot of twists and turns, but I was sure that he knew where he was going.

"Close your eyes." he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because. Just close your eyes."

I sighed and did as he said. I felt him tugging on my hand again.

We stopped. We weren't on the stone anymore. The ground under my feet was...soft?

"Open your eyes." the shorter boy commanded. I did.

"Whoa..." I drifted off as I looked around.

I was standing on grass and looking at a garden. I haven't really been to a real garden before; work and touring didn't leave much free time to be discovered for me. There were trees full of all sorts of flowers. Pink, orange, and...blue too? Lining the garden were even more colours of delicate looking flowers. I could recognize a few, if I'd seen them in pictures before. I walked over to a group of blue flowers that looked like extravagant orchids. "What are these?" I asked Logan.

"Those are called Iris Cristata. Those are my mother's favorite flower. I'm surprised you'd look at that one first."

I nodded. Then I pointed at another flower, this one was orange. They looked like small, orange pine-cones. "What's that one called?"

"Those are called Orange Plume Celosias. They remind me of pine-cones in the fall." he said while I laughed.

"That's what I was thinking just now too." We looked around for a bit, I asked about the flowers and Logan explained a lot for me. Suddenly, I had the urge to ask something. "Hey, Logan?" he acknowledged me with a small 'yes.'

"Why did you bring me out here?"

"...What do you mean?"

"I mean, this place seems like something really private that you wouldn't want to share with anyone. If it were me, I would be selfish and I wouldn't want anyone else to look at this place. It's so beautiful. I don't think I've ever even seen something this pretty before..." Except for you. I thought, sinfully.

He looked away, seemingly embarrassed at my statement. "W-well I just thought that you would enjoy seeing this. It's my favorite spot on the estate. I like to come out here and relax often. I usually sit down with Yuma and my books for hours at a time while I study. It's peaceful for me. Like, my own escape from reality. I just wanted t-to share it with you," he stuttered, "I figured that you'd like it. You can c-come out here anytime you feel like it. Maybe if you're just tired of reality, or if you only want to be alone. You know?"

"Yeah. I know exactly what you're talking about, Logan." I said, smiling even brighter at him.

He shook his head before lightly punching me in the arm. "Come on, silly. Let's get you inside. It looks like it's going to rain anyway." he said, looking up at the sky. It was darkened with clouds. I felt a raindrop plop on my face before sliding toward the ground.

The radiant creature grabbed my hand before pulling me and making a mad dash for the house.

These two weeks actually may not be so bad...

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