I'm honestly surprised absolutely anyone is reading this. Good surprise though! Christmas morning surprise!
And 'xnlnzx', I know that I should bring this to an end and trust me, I will. Very soon. It's just, I can't just end it. I did that with my other story and I hate myself for it. I've cut down on the amount of chapters that this was intended to have, for sure. There's just a couple of things I want to desperately add. Oh, and for it being a "filler". Yes, it was sort of to make people know that I was still doing this. And, to be honest, I wanted to move that day on a little bit because Logan's got a whole week of this! But, it still had some vital stuff in it that I will have to use in the next chapter so, yeah. Maybe this is a filler too...
Thank you to the people who showed that they're still interested! I appreciate that so much!
Chapter Seven
Logan awakes a couple of hours later to find he's in his own bed. He doesn't remember moving from James' arms so, he assumes James carried him.
Logan draws his lips into a fine line, brows furrowing as earlier events begin to flood back in.
Remembering James' lips on his makes him regret not kissing back. James' lips were so soft, so delicate and just so kissable and Logan didn't even take up the opportunity to have him.
He inhales sharply and removes the duvet from him with the minuscule amount of energy he now possesses.
He doesn't bother changing out of the clothes he left himself in the night before.
He instead makes his way out of the room and into the main part of the apartment.
It takes him a few moments to register the fact no one else is in.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, he removes his shirt, his bra-less chest free at last. His pants follow, leaving him in nothing but the sweet comfort of his own boxer shorts.
He makes his way over to the kitchen, opening the fridge to ponder on his after nap snack.
Deciding on nothing when all fails to take his fancy, he shuts it again, turning to face a sudden frozen Kendall.
It takes a few moments for both deer's to snap out of the blinding headlights.
Logan is the first to react.
"Fuck! Don't look! Turn away!" He hurries to hide himself, unsure of where he'd be able to run to. "Go get my shirt from the living room!"
"I'm so sorry!"
Kendall hurries away without another word, swooping up the shirt to throw it across the kitchen counter.
"What are you doing here?" Logan's quick to put the shirt on, unable to relax once he actually has it on.
"Why are you half naked in my apartment?"
Logan has to give it to Kendall. That question's a lot better.
"I thought you were out..."
Kendall gives a small wave, making his presence clear, "Well, hi!"
"Hi." He mumbles in return, spinning round to face the closed fridge again when Kendall shifts forward to sit at the dining table.
"Sorry though."
Logan appreciates the fact Kendall's trying to make this a little less awkward than it already is but by now, they both know that this is the best it could possibly get.
"I saw you with James."
Logan's hands drop to his sides, his lips drawing themselves in again as he stares long and hard at the fridge, desperate for an excuse.
"He's bad news, Lonnie."
He turns to face Kendall, opening his mouth to reply, but Kendall starts again.
"I see how you look at him. It's exactly how Logan looks at him."
Logan tenses, the feeling of dread forming.
How could Kendall have seen something Logan wasn't even aware he was doing?
"I don't want another broken heart mopping around this department."
"Now wait a minute!" Logan turns now, stepping closer to tower over the sitting blonde. "If I recall, you're the one that did the dirty with him!"
"How can you recall that?" Logan can see the fear lingering on Kendall's trembling lips, his eyes focused on the lie he's trying to get away with.
"James told me. Practically walked into the room and sang the story to me."
Kendall snarls, looking away when realising he's been caught out. "It was an accident and it has nothing to do with anything anymore."
"When was it?" Logan's tone is indifferent, every contrasting emotion that is intended to be expressed, all coming together at once to die down and create a time ticking fuse.
"A couple of weeks after my girlfriend moved away. I promised I'd get him laid and that I did."
"Why did you promise to get him laid? What has that got to do with you being a pussy?"
"Because I like to know I have control, alright?"
Logan goes to argue some more but stops momentarily to only reply with, "I don't get it."
"Put it this way, if I can't even control myself, I can't control a situation. I had planned on Logan but let's face it, he already doesn't want to be here. I'm so glad I didn't go through with it. Personally fucking James had been a rational last resort that I'm not quite sure I wouldn't have done so with Logan."
Slightly hurt and disgusted, Logan draws his lips in, trying to figure out when Kendall may be coming from before he decides to spill his brain all over the kitchen table.
He decides to go with the question of; since when has he said he wanted to leave?
"How so?"
Kendall snorts, looking up at the brunette with a sympathetic look.
"Let's be serious, it wasn't Logan's first choice to do this. It wasn't my first choice either, but for some reason James thinks Logan's change in heart is all down to me. I can't understand that really. I wasn't the one clinging onto him the night we packed. It wasn't James either but I think Carlos deserves some of that credit. If not, all of it! I just said it'd be a nice to do before we grow up and go our separates ways, but he was already convinced by then. Yet James let's me take the credit."
Logan looks back, remembering the night that felt like so many years ago now.
He remembers sitting at the foot of Kendall's bed, watching the three boys rush around to gather everything in sight to shove it into a suitcase.
Logan remembers holding a pile of his own stuff, staring at the bag. He remembers thinking that if the clothes went in the bag, it was official, and he would've had to have gone.
He hadn't been sure that's what he'd wanted.
In all honesty, Carlos clinging on to him for dear life when he did admit he was having second thoughts did make him reconsider and Kendall giving him a heart to heart did convince him that it may have been the right thing to do.
But the fact James hasn't even approached him, or even looked his way for that matter, set Logan's mind at rest.
He hadn't been sure why, but he'd let himself think it'd been to make James shed a tear. Possibly improve their friendship up till the point that when he did come of a time when Logan did have to leave, James would be at his feet, pleading and begging for him to stay.
It hadn't been the case, but his selfish excuse had sounded so much sweeter on the tongue.
Logan decides this is the point where the conversation should end. Kendall already looks hurt, confused, disgusted and so many other things. He can't imagine what he'd do if Kendall of all people started to cry.
"Where are the others, anyway?"
"Mum took Katie shopping earlier this morning. James had a weird change of heart and decided to take Carlos out for ice cream. I hope he fucking drowns in his."
"KENDALL!" It comes to a surprise to even hear Kendall use a death threat, the fact he's using it on his friend is horrible.
"Well! He's messing with Carlos' head! Just like he messed with Logan's. If I'm completely honest, I think Logan has gone to a hotel or something. He probably needs a break."
Logan would admit, a break may just not hurt, but no, he wouldn't do that. What would be the point? He'd just worry.
"What about the headlines?" Logan's somewhat hoping for a reassuring thought.
"Oh! That's the fucking media! Who gives a shit what they say? Griffin probably have them a phoney story anyway. No one cares until you're not there anymore."
Kendall never seems to fall through for Logan and now is no exception.
Logan launches forward, drawing the surprised blond into a hug, the biggest smile planted on his face.
"Thank you!"
Still surprised, Kendall mutters a small "...You're welcome."
The embrace grows more relaxing when Kendall relaxes into it a bit, wrapping his arms around the girl as they share comfort.
They break apart when they hear a rustle of a bag, turning to look at the door where their two friends stand, James' gaze is hot with something indescribable and Carlos, well Carlos is busy devouring his snow cone.
"I brought Chinese takeaway. I told Mama Knight." James' tone is much softer than his expression, his features slowly falling to meet it. "I don't know what you like Lonnie, so I got you chicken noodle soup. Everyone's loves chicken noodle soup!"
Carlos' attention is back when James puts his hand up to meet him in an effective high five.
Kendall and Logan turn to each other with cautious looks, both smiling when the same concern is silently shared.
I'm going to update quite quick as I guess this isn't really that interesting of a chapter. But then again, what's interesting to me, might not be interesting to you.
Anyway, I'm babbling!
Thank you so much for reading.
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