Chapter Seven:

"Are you actually going into a mental ward?" I asked the second I saw Logan in his house. "Why have you not told me this? Why did I find out from Jenny fucking Tinkler and Halston gossip Sage?"

"Adding words to their names doesn't emphasize your point." Logan casually said as he flipped the page of his book and curled up more on his couch. I marched into the lounge room and slumped down on the couch next to him.

"Still." I mumbled.

"Still." Logan mimicked. "Yes, it's true. And I didn't want to tell you in case you freaked out or something." Logan shrugged.

"Dude- what happened to our heart-to-heart talk the other night?" I asked; honestly feeling slightly offended.

"Well you won't tell me why you kept limping around and hissing at stuff. You look like you're in pain but no, you won't tell me why. I want to be a doctor, let me help you." Logan finally put the book down as he stared me in the eyes.

"Maybe James and I did it a little too hard, it's really no biggie. Look, why are you going to this mental ward? Why is Carlos going to jail? Why haven't any of you told me this yet?" I asked through a strong glare. Logan sighed heavily.

"I have to go pretty much to talk to a bunch of random physiologists and crap about being 'molested' and stuff…" Logan used air quotes before he moved his hands to tightly hold his book. "Carlos is going to jail for a while… and he's losing his rights to work with children. Well, he should be going to jail. Alexa is taking it to court first. Which means after spending three weeks in the mental ward, I as the victim, have to state my experience." Logan finally answered.

"What are you going to tell them?" I asked softly, trying not to sound too desperate to know. Logan gave me a look that said he knew exactly what I felt, but he was going to subside it this one time.

"The truth." Was all he answered with.

"The truth?" I looked at him with confusion. He nodded, fiddling with the book. I couldn't help but find it cute how he and Carlos fiddled with things the same way.

"Even if they don't believe me, it's better to say it now than never. Mums gonna be in for a real surprise if she wakes up." Logan stated.

"Wait- if you're going to hospital do I have to stay here?" I asked with confusion.

"No. Have you not spoken to James at all?" Logan looked at me with disbelief.

"No one's telling me anything dick head!" I growled. "I had a class with him, and he was supposed to give me detention but the substitute Spanish teach showed up." I said.

"Who's the sub? I bet their not as good as Carlos…" Logan stated.

"All I know is that they swapped English with Spanish. I didn't like her all that much. She was blonde, Spanish. I didn't get her name though. She seemed really nice, until she heard my name. Then she got a little sour. Anyway, what did I not speak to James at all about?"

"While I'm in the mental ward or wherever it is I have to go you're going back to James'. Just until I'm back home."

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? WE LITTERALLY DID ALL THIS FUCKING AROUND FOR NOTHING? LIKE- I'VE BEEN FEELING DEPRESSED AS FUCK FOR HOW FUCKING LONG ABOUT JAMES AND NOW I'M GOING BACK TO HIS FUCKING HOUSE? WHAT THE FUCK YOU FUCKING FUCK TARD!" I yelled, standing up to glare at Logan. My chest heaved as I panted from my mini rant.

"No need to swear so much dude! Plus you've been away from him for like- what? A weekend. Plus you've known him for a total of three weeks now." Logan stared at me, a look of entertainment in his eyes.

"Well sorry for offending you sir. When do you go?" I asked.

"Tomorrow." Logan spoke slowly.

"Well, I'm leaving now." I said as I moved to walk to grab the stuff I had thrown into the corner and never touched.

"I'm not allowed to be in a house alone in case Carlos tried to 'get me' or I commit suicide or something. You're legally not allowed to go back until tomorrow after school when I'm actually gone." Logan's words made me stop and groan. The way I felt right now was so awful. I was so close to seeing James again, yet I was so far away. To make it worse all of this made me realise that I wasn't like those girls at school who drooled over James and crushed on him. I was actually in love with him, and that's what was hurting the most.

"Then how come I was at school today? Wouldn't I of have to have stayed home with you?" I crossed my arms over my chest and faced him with a raised eyebrow.

"I had a social worker with me here all day. You're seriously not this slow with things." Logan stated.

"Being in the same room as James is pretty much illegal for the both of us. Do you know how many laws we've probably already broken?" I chuckled, returning to my seated position on Logan's house. "So we've got a big day tomorrow?"

"Yep. I'm going to crazy-town and you're going to your metaphorical home." Logan said as he picked up his book, drowning himself within the world of Game of Thrones.

"I still can't believe you're reading that."

"And I still can't believe you care."

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As I showered I couldn't help but let my mind wonder as it seems to do in this angsty, cheesy fanfiction. I thought about the usual things, James and I being in such a short yet powerful relationship, the job and life Carlos was losing and everything that James could lose. I just wanted to close my eyes and let it all slip away with the water drops that fell from my body.

I leaned against the shower wall and let the water continue to wash over my body. I played with my wet knuckles, seeing the small bruises and sores from bashing James' bedroom door. At the time I didn't realise how hard I was hitting it, all I knew was that I wanted needed James.

"Dude- you can't stand in there forever?" Logan's voice came from the other side of the door.

"I'll be out in a second," I called back as I turned off the shower. I stepped out and grabbed a towel, using it to dry my body. Once I was dry I looked around the bathroom, realising that I had forgotten to bring my pyjamas.

"Uh- Logan! Can you grab my pyjamas?" I yelled out.

"We have guest dude! I'm a bit busy." Logan yelled back from the lounge room.

"Guest?" I thought out loud. "Can you keep them in the lounge or something?" I yelled out. When I heard no response I assumed he was busy, so I looked at the door then wrapped my towel around my waist. Whoever it was probably wouldn't see me, plus I'm a guy so it doesn't really matter.

I shrugged and opened the door, holding the towel around my waist as I started walking. I walked out slowly, trying to be careful of where I was going. I walked down the hall and into Logan's room. I had a mattress laid out on the floor for me that was covered in messy sheets. I looked around the room in search of my bag.

"The bag I left by the door…" I thought out loud with a soft curse. I groaned and stomped out of the room and down into the lounge room. I mumbled a not so-much-thought-let-alone-sincere hello to whoever the guest was as I stomped past. I walked into the entrance of the house, kneeling in front of my bag so I could pull out my pyjamas.

"Fucking hell!" I yelled when I remembered that I had put them in the wash. Thanks to my lack of sleep I had spent the past few nights here at Logan's in his backyard. I couldn't fall asleep, and when I did I'd wake up gasping from a nightmare that had some sort of connection to James. So that I wouldn't bother Logan I kept sneaking into his back yard to lay there, which dirtied my clothes. I groaned and pulled out my hockey jersey then stared at the brownish-red and yellow colours. The number 13 on the sides of and back of it. I stood up after pulling out some underwear then walked away from the bag, not caring that it was open and made a mess.

Once I was actually dressed I walked back into the lounge room, slumping next to Logan and closing my eyes. "God- getting dressed is starting to be a fucking episode." I mumbled.

"You play hockey?" An unfamiliar female voice came from in front of me. I opened my eyes and sat up properly, seeing a strange woman sitting on the couch across from the one Logan and I were sitting on.

"Uh- yeah. I play for the Minnesota- oh- I'm sorry about how I came out before. I'm not in the best of moods." Something about the rooms aura made me realise I have manners somewhere inside me. I stretched my arm across the coffee table between us with a crooked smile. "I'm Kendall Knight."

"Hi Kendall, it's nice to meet you. Logan was just telling me about you… Plus I've heard quite a bit from James." She smiled cordially as she shook my hand. I awkwardly moved back into my seat. The woman had beautiful skin and perfect blonde hair to complement it. Her eyes were brown and she looked like a natural brunette, so I was guessing the blonde was dye.

"This is Alexa… Mr. Garcia's wife…" Logan whispered stiffly. I looked at him then the woman before us.

"Alexa? Oh…"

"You sound disappointed…" Alexa said with confusion.

"No no no, not at all. I mean, I've heard a lot about you too. Your Carlos' wife, yeah… Weren't you reporting him for y'know…" I let the sentence trail off as I looked at Logan. Logan slapped my arm, glaring at me.

"I am actually, only because it's not right. Plus he's my husband and this might teach him a lesson. I should be doing the same for James and you…" Alexa said softly. "I came here to talk to the both of you though." She added in an even softer voice.

"Why so late at night?" I asked.

"I came over at 7:30." She stated.

"Dude- you've been in the shower since 7." Logan pointed out.

"Well what's the time now?" I asked.

"It's almost 8…" Logan and Alexa both answered.

"Sorry…" I apologised bashfully.

"I was waiting for you to come out so I could speak with you both. Look, I know we all just met, and I don't want to sound rude, but please listen to what I'm about to say. And listen carefully, cause I'm only going to say it once." Although she was stern, she was really sweet as well- which made her more intimidating then she was trying to be.

"James and Carlos are both too old for you. I believe that love comes in all shapes and sizes. Some love is between a man and woman. Some between and man and a man, and some between a woman and a woman. Love is very powerful, and some people don't know how to control it. Logan, I'm not here to say stay away from my husband. Kendall, I'm not here to say stay away from James. I just want you both to think about what you're doing. It's a dangerous world out there full of people who could overreact like I did and accidentally send their husband to jail. Well, not necessarily accidentally, but without any harmful intentions. If you love Carlos, then by all means…" Alexa looked down with a pained expression.

"…Then go love him. If you love James, go love him. But remember there's a consequence to everyone's actions, whether it's big or small. Just like love. Does this make any sense?" Alexa looked at us.

"Yeah…" Logan and I said as we nodded to answer her.

"Depending on the outcome of the court trial depends on the outcome of Carlos' jail time. If you were curious. The longest he'd be in there would be twenty years as well as having his teaching rights taken from him. But we're not all that sure yet… Guys, I really do regret what I did, but it was the right thing to do. I'm sorry guys, but that's just how it is. How are you feeling Logan?"

"How could you ask how I feel when your husband cheated on you with someone almost fourteen years younger than him and he's going to go to jail?" Logan asked quietly, though he spoke with a little confidence. It was almost like he was a completely different person. From the way he spoke to the way he sat all slouched and leaned forwards with interest.

"Because it's not your fault. You didn't know he was married." Alexa said softly.

"The thing is; I did though. I was really in love with him, you understand why right?" Logan's words shot through Alexa, and you could see it in her face. She looked hurt and betrayed, a feeling I don't want to feel from any of James' actions.

"Yeah…" Alexa nodded. The two sat there, stuck in what you could call a bad situation. They were both in love with the same guy, and that guy was about to leave them for a really long time.

"I'll just go-" I moved to awkwardly stand up but Alexa had cut me off.

"No, don't worry. I should probably leave anyway. I hope you do well in the ward tomorrow Logan, I'm sorry about what's been happening lately." Alexa looked over at me as she stood up and grabbed her purse. "Kendall… Continue to love James, if that's what you feel is right. Please, just be really careful. I'd suggest you wait until you're much older, when it is legal. You and James are lucky that you're still together. Trust me, the headmistress, the physiologist and James should all be in a lot of trouble with the law right now. James is lucky to have his job, so are the other two. You know they can get into a lot of trouble for keeping quiet right?"

"Great…" I said softly. I looked down at the floor, staring at my bare feet.

"Thanks for inviting me over…" Alexa smiled sadly at Logan before the brunette stood up to lead the fake-blonde out.

I watched Logan and Alexa walk out, leaving me alone in the lounge room. I was aware of the situation James and I were in and all, I even knew about most of Logan's. Not only could I sense there was something Logan was leaving out, but I didn't even think about what the headmistress and Rebecca were doing for us. It had never even crossed my mind.

"What do you want for dinner?" Logan asked cheerily as he came back into the lounge room.

"I'm not hungry…" I watched Logan check his phone, a small smile forming on his face.

"Yes you are. Dude- I haven't seen you eat since-"

"-Why are you acting so happy? You don't have to be fake for me." I interrupted him. Logan's face fell into a frown.

"Look, I don't want to think about it. The mature thing to do is smile and just go on with life. Okay? Now, we're going to McDonalds." Logan announced as he walked over to my bags, pulling my car keys out and throwing them at me. I caught them, hissing softly at the feeling of griping the keys as fast as I had.

"I don't feel like it…" I whined.

"Trust me, you will. Let's go." I sighed and followed Logan out of the house.

"Whatever…" I grumbled.

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I pulled into the McDonalds car park, the bright, big yellow M and other surrounding lights lighting my way. I was going towards the Drive Thru when Logan stopped me.

"Du-"

"-Park, we're going in." I looked down at myself after Logan rudely interrupted me.

"I'm not dressed-"

"-stop complaining. Just do it." I sighed at how straight-forward Logan was being.

"Stop interrupting me." I countered as I parked the car by the entrance. We both got out before I locked the doors and we made our way inside. We walked through the doors and into the basically empty fast food place. McDonalds was usually popular at night. Considering it was a school night and it was almost nine at night I guess it was nice to be this empty.

A girl grinned from behind the counter at us. "Welcome to McDonalds. How can I help you two?" She asked.

"I'll order, just go around there…" Logan said, pointing in the other direction. Although I was confused with whatever Logan was getting at, I shrugged and just went with it. I didn't want to be here much longer. Maybe if I did what he said I'd be able to leave faster.

I walked over and turned the corner he had pointed at. I stopped dead in my tracks and stared. I felt my entire body tingle and set on fire from the inside. My stomach swelled with happiness, making me want to squeal and run away. Sitting in the corner was James Diamond. He sat there, playing with his phone. He just held it in his hands and moved his fingers around it, rolling it back and forth on the table every now and then.

"James…" I said in a voice below a whisper, too breathless to muster anything else. James looked up, either sensing my presence or having some sort of super audible range and hearing what I had just said.

He smiled brokenly at first. For the first two seconds of us seeing each other we must have worn matching expressions. He looked sad and on the verge of crying, a pained look that screamed he just wanted to drop everything and run away. I smiled brokenly at him, then tried to smile as wide as I could to bring a smile to his face, but he was doing the same. I walked over and sat down across from him.

"Hey," he greeted coolly.

"Hi," I smiled shyly.

"I missed you." He stated as he stopped fiddling with his phone and put it down beside him.

I'm strong on the surface,

"I missed you too…" I admitted quietly.

Not all the way through,

"It took a while but I found Logan's number. I really wanted to see you, I can't wait another day…" James said softly.

I've never been perfect,

"I know how you feel…" I said with a small smile.

But neither have you,

"Look, I can't wait till you come back home." I couldn't help but grin at the use of the word home. "Plus you look really sexy in that jersey…" James said the last part as a whisper.

"So- is this our first date?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. James looked around the insides of McDonalds and smirked cheekily.

"Are you telling me the music room doesn't count?" James laughed softly. I blushed and remembered the way he leaned over the guitar in my hands and politely asked if he could kiss me; simply because he couldn't help himself. Suddenly everything became a little more serious, and you could tell because James frowned.

"Look Kendall… I wanted to talk to you about some stuff. Leaving all the laws and legal stuff out of it." He said softly.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked worriedly.

"Us. Ever since all this legal and law stuff became even bigger then we were hoping, we haven't really sat down and spoken about how we feel." James answered.

"Why is everything about how someone else is feeling? How do you feel. Honestly." James stared at me for a moment, probably thinking about his answer. He looked down at the table in front of us.

"Really annoyed. I mean- you make me so happy. You're my one. I tried so hard to stay happy and positive around my students and friends, even Carlos. But it was never actually genuine… Then we started spending time together. Kendall, you have no idea how in love with you I actually am, do you?"

"No one knows how someone feels, James. No one in the whole world can know your exact feelings, and I've realised that recently. I can't say I know how you feel just cause I try to pretend to be happy and being around you has made me so happy that the sport that makes me happy doesn't even make me smile anymore. Especially if you can't be a part of it. I can say that I have an idea of what you mean, but truthfully, I'll never actually know." I said softly, looking down at the same spot James was looking at on the table.

"That doesn't answer my question though. Do you know how much I am in love with you?" As if on cue, we both looked up at the same time.

"That's what I mean… I have an idea, but I'll never really know. I love you so much, I feel so guilty that I could take away everything from you, just so I can be with you." I replied.

"Having everything taken away from me though, Kendall… It would be worth it to spend five minuet's with you." I stared at James, noticing the love in his eyes. I blushed deeply, looking down at the table.

"I want to kiss you but I can't." I admitted quickly and softly.

"I've got an idea of how you feel." He played on my previously said words.

"I didn't know if you wanted anything so I just got some nuggets… Everyone loves nuggets." Logan smiled as he put our food down on the table in front of us. He sat down, giving us both a stern type of affectionate look. "I didn't interrupt anything did I?" He asked shamefully.

"No, you're alright." James smiled as he grabbed the small box of chicken nuggets. "Thanks, I love these, they're my favourite. Thanks for dragging him down here. Especially for bringing him in that." James smiled at Logan before popping the box open and pulling a nugget out.

As we ate, I couldn't help but stare at James. Even the way he chewed was beautiful. The way his jaws moved to mush up his food. He'd occasionally look at me and smile his beautiful, James Diamond smile that made my heart and entire soul melt.

Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everythin'
And it's all in your mind

James yelled and screamed, his anger and negative emotions being displayed all over his face. He glared harshly at me and threw whatever was around him at me. His long lecture on how much he hates me had been going on for quite a long time now. I wanted to run away, but our love is what kept me in place.

"I'm so sorry!" I sobbed, trying to move to the door. Only I couldn't move at all. All I could do was sit there and watch the man I love get angrier with me by the second.

"You don't understand Kendall! I hate you so fucking much! You've taken everything from me! I don't want to see you ever again you little faggot!" He yelled, throwing a thick book at me. The script for Romeo + Juliette opened up to a random page. I glanced at the scene, reading over a scene where Romeo couldn't stop kissing his love. It made my heart feel like it was shattering into millions of pieces.

"Please James… What happened to our love? We were in love a few days ago. It's all my fault, I shouldn't have kissed you when I had detention. If Carlos would have just come to the detention none of this would have ever happened!" I yelled through a cracked voice and teary eyes.

"Your damn right it's your fault! You're nothing to me Kendall. Leave. Now." James looked at me sternly before simply turning, and walking away.

"No! Please- don't leave me!" I screamed, trying to move to chase after him, only I was glued to the spot.

"Please don't leave me!" I screamed as I shot up out of bed. I sat up with a heaving chest, panting heavily as I felt around the mattress. I panicked at not being able to feel anyone near or around me. I flared my arms and legs around, trying desperately to find James.

"James? JAMES?! Where are you?" I asked with panic. I stood up, frantically running around the unfamiliar room. Suddenly the lights came on, making me groan and fall to my knees. I covered my eyes and couldn't help but to cry into my hands.

"Are you alright?" Logan quietly asked from the door of his room. I let my hands drop from my eyes as I slowly opened them, patiently waiting for them to adjust to the room's bright light.

"I-I need James~" I hiccupped. I tried to hold back any further sobs, which resulted in me breaking into more tears. "Where-where is he?" I cried. Logan pulled his phone out of his pocket. I groaned and stood up, looking around the room in an absent minded fashion. I was searching for James, stopping at the sound of Logan's voice again.

"Yeah, he's freaking out. He was tossing and turning then woke up screaming for you. Yeah, he's looking around my room for you…" Logan spoke quietly. I ran at him, grabbing his phone and forcefully pushing him onto my mattress that laid on his floor.

"James? James? Please tell me you're here. I need you. I'm so sorry…" I sobbed into the phone.

"Hey hey, shhh, don't worry…" James said soothingly. "I can't actually come to you right now, okay? I love you… Go turn off the light and lay back in bed…" I did as he said, turning off the light then pointing from Logan to his bed. Logan groaned and pushed himself up, crawling up onto his bed. I laid down, getting comfy on my side with Logan's phone pressed under my cheek.

"How about I sing to you? Would you like that?" James asked sweetly. I sniffled and nodded.

"Yes please. I miss you…" I sobbed.

"I miss you too. What song would you like me to sing?" James asked softly.

"I dunno! The first one that comes to your mind." James responded to what I said with an 'alright'. The line went silent for a moment before he took in a deep breath and started singing.

"This time, this place. Misused, mistakes. Too long, too late, who was I to make you wait?" James' beautiful voice sang along to the lyrics of Far Away. His voice was heavenly, making me already calm down and relax. I had heard him play the piano, but I had never heard him sing. I made a mental note to remind myself later on that I need to hear James singing in person, and note over the phone.

"Just one chance just one breath, just in case there's just one left." The more James sang the more I fell in love with him more. His voice was so beautiful; it relaxed my entire body completely. His voice was sweet and soothing, and mixed perfectly with the beautiful lyrics.

"I love you, I've loved you all along. And I miss you, you've been away for far too long. I keep dreaming, you'll be with me and you'll never go. Stop breathing, if I don't see you anymore~" I almost fell asleep to the beautiful song, but I wanted to stay awake for as long as I could, just to hear his gorgeous voice.

"I love you Kendall, I hope you can fall asleep easily." James said in the sweetest voice I had ever heard him speak with. I could hear how badly he wanted to be with me, he usually hugged me as tight as he could when I woke up from a nightmare. But he wasn't here. Hearing him sing then say those three beautiful words and my name… As much as it made me miss him, it made me love him even more.

"I love you too James…" I said tiredly with a small yawn.

~ You Americans say McDonalds hey? We just call it Maccas here xD I had to do actual research to see if what I was saying was kinda almost true in a weird sense. But seriously though- you guys are way too nice for your own good. If I kidnap you and feed you cookies that is so not my fault. I'd like to take a moment to say thanks people like itsallguchicauseyolo, simpLEEreading and stuff cause they've been with me for a while and thanks for the lovely reviews along with everyone else who takes the time to leave one ^_^ I'll seriously love you all forever! See ya next time – Bebo ~