James POV

This is killing me.

The waiting.

The not knowing.

Not being around Kendall. Thats killing me the most. Well that and not being able to know what Jett is gonna do with him. And that scares the shit out of me.

I should find something to pass the time. I go into my pocket to get my phone, so I can play Candy Crush. Going in my pocket, I feel nothing.

I must have left it on Kendalls night table.

Great ! Now I have a reason to be there and to see him.

~~One car ride to work later~~

Walking down the hall to Kendalls room, I get a feeling in my gut.

And not a good one.

I slowly and quitely open his door, only to see a sight of horror.

Jett's on top of Kendall.

He's crying and begging him to get off.

Anger fills me, hands ball into fists as I walk over, still going unoticed and yank Jett off of him. When he's standing he looks at me in shock, just when he was going to say something my right fist connects with his jaw.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" I yell at him inraged.

Holding his jaw he was going to say something again only to be cut off by my fist again. After the second punch to the face he feld the room. I hear small whimpers from behind me.

Cooling off, I turn to face a very sad sight. Kendall holding his knees to his chest with fat tears in his eyes. I make my way over to him and embrace him, telling it's okay and that he's gone.

Then I ask, "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"Yeah I'm fine, you came just in time before he started anything. Great timing." I had to smile at that. Good, he's okay.

My eyes go to his left arm. My smile goes away when I see the cuts.

"Kendall," I said softly "Why did you do this?"

He sniffed, "I had to punish myself for not being good enough for you." He takes a breath, "And because the kiss meant nothing to you." A tear left his eye.

My heart got a huge crack in it.

"Kendall, I lied okay, it meant the world to me. I just wanted a reason to kiss you and your panick attack seemed like the right moment." Then I add, "I'm sorry I hurt you so bad."

Then he asks, "Thenwhy did you say it didn't?"

"Because of my job."

"I understand." He sai with a smile, the first one he's ever gave me. My heart flutters at the sight."So, James I was woundering..." He trail off then picks up, "Could we kiss again?" He asked hopefull.

How could I say no?

"Of course you can." I answer with a smile. Then our lips meet in a passionate, sweet kiss. My hands go to his waist and his for my neck.

We break when air is needed.

The room is silent until he asks "Do you think I'm crazy?"

To that I reply, "I don't think you're crazy." I peck his lips. Then I get an idea, it's crazy but whatever.

"Kendall, will you be my boyfriend?" I ask him.

He smiles then says, "Are you crazy?" he askes in a joking manner.

"Crazy for you." I smile huge.

Still smiling he says, "I would love to." Then he kisses my lips again.

I must be the luckyest man on earth.