Author's Note: Wow I don't think I've ever updated this fast before. Sorry it's shorter than usual though, thanks for all the feedback on the last chapter! Hope this one doesn't disappoint.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not and will never own Big Time Rush.
Chapter 8: Cherry Red
Kendall sighed, tugging the sheets on the other side of the mattress, the area cool as though it had been a while since Logan departed. Bringing himself to his feet, he dragged himself up the stairs, hoping to find Logan in the kitchen making toast or watching cartoons in the living room. Please just be here.
He strolled through the halls, anticipating seeing Logan pop out of a corner at any moment yelling, "Gotcha!" It never happened. The rest of the house was void of life, despite Carlos and James sleeping below. Running a hand through his thick hair Kendall made himself a cup of coffee, drowning his sorrows in the hot mug. He let his mind wander to the night before, remembering every kiss, every moan, every touch. Hanging his head low Kendall sighed over and over. Why does Logan have to be so fucking difficult?
Kendall didn't even hear the oncoming footsteps of Carlos and James while he cradled his head in his arms feeling sorry for himself. Hearing a yawn he looked up to see Carlos rubbing his stomach as the Latino looked around the kitchen. "Where's Logan?"
The name sent a shiver down Kendall's spine, tingling every nerve ending in his body. Logan's name made Kendall's blood boil with anguish, deceit, disappointment, and even…love? Kendall scoffed at the thought. He didn't love Logan, he merely adored the boy and hoped to woo him out of his funk. They would be together, Kendall was sure of it.
"He left before any of us woke up." Kendall sniffled, all he wanted was to wake up to Logan. The night before had been the best night of sleep he had gotten in ages.
"Aww its okay. James make us some food." Carlos walked over to Kendall and rubbed the blonde's shoulders while James scoured the fridge for something to eat, settling with eggs and bacon. "You know Kendall, you couldn't just expect him to give in right away."
Kendall looked up from his stupor, green eyes shining. "What do you mean?"
"You went three years without contacting him. Just because things have changed doesn't mean he has to forgive you."
"But Carlos he's all I want…doesn't he see that?"
"Maybe, but have you ever thought that you're not the one he wants?" Carlos sat in the stool next to Kendall at the counter, thanking James with a kiss when the pretty boy set the breakfast in front of him and Kendall, James making himself a place on the other side of Carlos.
"Carlos is right." James said with a mouthful of eggs. "Logan's changed Kendall."
"I don't care I'm not just going to let him go like this. I'll beat him with my stunning Knight charm and irresistibility."
Carlos choked down a laugh, patting Kendall on the back as the blonde took a bite of his food. "All the more power to you. Logan's going to be tough to crack."
Kendall hid a sly smile, already thinking of ways to dig himself under Logan's skin. "I think I can handle Logan Mitchell. It's just going to take some work."
The next day Kendall walked into his Chemistry class, setting his book bag down rather harshly onto the lab table and taking the seat next to Logan, the brunette avoiding his gaze.
"Hey." Kendall sighed, slapping Logan on the back and letting his hand linger there for a moment, reaching up and giving Logan's shoulder a tight squeeze. Logan glanced up, big brown eyes clashing with the cheery green of Kendall's.
"Hi," the smart boy mumbled, turning back to the book resting in front of him.
"So, what did you do yesterday?" Kendall could practically hear the gulp Logan forced down.
"Family stuff."
Mrs. Baker then chose that moment to walk into the room and called the class to order, putting a halt to Kendall's inquiry for the time being. Knowing they were about to sit through an hour long lecture about electrons and their orbits, Kendall ripped out a piece of paper from his notebook and scribbled down a few words.
When did you leave? He passed the note to Logan, earning a hasty response.
Around five a.m.
Okay, why did you leave?
Logan's reply took longer this time, Kendall watching as the brunette chewed on the end of his eraser, his eyebrows knitted together in deep thought. When he handed the paper back to Kendall the blonde read the words quickly, letting it all sink in.
Remember how I said in the shower we would forget Saturday night ever happened? Well waking up next to you would make the night too real. I don't want to remember that night Kendall.
Kendall thought for a moment, coming up with the only response he could think of. I guess you just didn't drink enough to forget.
Logan chuckled beside him when Kendall passed the note back to the brunette. Exactly, so starting now, Saturday never happened, got it?
Kendall rolled his eyes and sighed. I'm not going away that easily Mitchell.
The bell rang, Logan writing down a speedy reply before clutching onto his stuff and exiting the room. Kendall picked up the piece of paper, smiling at Logan's response. Good luck trying to catch me.
Hockey practice ran its full course that afternoon. Their first game of the real season was in two weeks and the coach was working them to where Kendall was sweating through his pads. Still being a bit upset over Logan, Kendall stormed his way over the ice, plowing through anybody who got in his way.
Not realizing what he was doing, Kendall rammed Carlos right into the boards, shoving the Latino away from him just when he heard the shrieking of the coach's whistle. "Knight!" Kendall turned his head, Coach beckoning him over into the penalty box.
"Yeah Coach?" Kendall huffed, taking a moment to catch his breath.
"Can you stop checking your teammates? I don't know what's wrong with you but pull yourself together. We need everyone for our first game. I don't need you and your hot headedness injuring anyone, especially Garcia. He's the only left wing we have."
Kendall bit his lip in frustration, reminding himself to later apologize to his friend. "Sorry Coach. I'm just distracted."
"What is it? Is it girls? Kendall get a hold of yourself."
"I know I know. And no it has nothing to do with a girl."
"School? How is your chemistry grade? You still holding up?"
Kendall nodded his head. "School is fine. I have a test on Friday I think, so I'll make it a point to meet up with my tutor this week." Tutor. Logan was his tutor. Kendall smiled at the thought of being alone with the brunette. Logan wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of him.
"Well then what's going on with you? Is everything okay with the family? I talked to Jenifer the other day, she seemed okay."
"You talk to my mom?" Kendall asked, his ears perking up at the mention of his mom.
"Yeah, I worry about you kid."
"Oh, thanks." Kendall's protectiveness over his mother wearing down a bit.
"So? What's going on Kendall?"
Kendall chewed on his lip, not really sure how he was going to explain to his coach that his issues had nothing to deal with school, or a girl, but instead a boy. A smart, sexy boy with perfect lips and luscious hair and dreamy dimples. Snap out of it Kendall. Kendall shook his head, breaking away from his daydream. "It's about a boy."
"A…boy?" Coach asked, eyebrows raised in confusion before the look of understanding clouded over. "Oh…well, if you ever need to talk, you know where to find me. I may not be the best with uh…relationship advice when it comes to boys, but I can always try."
Kendall smiled at his coach, a toothy grin spread wide across his lips. "Thanks Coach, I may just take you up on that offer. But for now, I think I know just what to do."
"As long as it doesn't include you manhandling my team, then good for you Knight. Now get back out there." Coach clapped a hand to Kendall's padded shoulder, shoving the teen back out onto the ice. Kendall skated away, shaking his head of his frustration with Logan and focusing on nothing but the puck. Hockey was always his number one priority. He couldn't let Logan ruin the one thing in his life that meant something to him.
After practice ended Kendall left, not bothering to shower. He apologized to Carlos and changed back into his regular clothes before heading out to his car to go pick up Katie from school.
"I can smell from outside the car." Katie plugged her nose and slid into the passenger seat, Kendall rolling his eyes. His little sister could be such a little drama queen sometimes.
"Sorry, I'll shower when I get home." Kendall mumbled. He rolled down Katie's window and his own, the crisp October air stinging against his arms as the wind blew in through the window.
"Please do, you reek!"
"I get it Katie." Kendall reached for the radio, wanting to tune out his sister and her obnoxious attitude.
"What's shoved up your ass?" Kendall glowered at the 12 year old beside him, giving her the "do not swear" look and turning his eyes back to the road, remaining silent. "Well?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"You've been moody ever since mom and I came home from grandma's last night. What happened this weekend?" Katie paused for a moment. "Did you and Logan…? You didn't did you?" She gasped at the thought, her expression disgusted.
"No Katie, we didn't do whatever you're implying, but something happened and he wants us to forget it ever happened because he says it was a mistake and a one time only thing but I can't forget because I think I'm falling in love with him and he will barely talk to me and I don't know what to do." Kendall took a deep breath, venting to his little sister felt as though a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders. He waited for the taunts and gripes, but Katie only turned in her seat to give him a more inquisitive stare. "Stop looking at me like that." Kendall shifted uncomfortably in the driver's seat, thankful when he pulled into the driveway. Once they were out of the confined space he figured he would be able to breathe a little bit easier.
Katie opened her door as soon as the car was in park, Kendall watching her closely. Before slamming the car door in his face she cried, "Well are you coming? We have a lot to discuss Big Brother." Kendall reached into the backseat for his hockey bag, quickly following Katie into the house.
Dropping his bag by the door he stepped into the kitchen, giving Katie a puzzled look when the little girl handed him a popsicle. "It's like 50 degrees outside why are we having these?" Kendall asked, popping the cherry flavored stick of ice into his mouth, waiting for an answer.
"I don't know, popsicles make everything better. Now sit." Katie pointed at the stool by the counter, waiting for Kendall to sit while sitting in the one across from him. "This time speak slower, and tell me what is going on, because all I heard in the car was 'blah blah blah Logan blah blah blah love blah blah don't know what to do'."
Kendall shook his head and dug his teeth into the cherry popsicle, wincing from the cold. "I don't even know why I'm telling you this."
"You tell me because Carlos will just tell James. And if you even tried to tell mom she would just give you one of those sweet little pep talks and tell you everything will be alright. With me, I'll tell you like it is. Now start talking idiot."
Kendall hurried up and finished his popsicle before speaking again. Katie was right, she was always right. It scared the blonde at how intuitive his little sister could be at times.
Tossing his cherry pop away, Kendall clapped his hands and cleared his throat. "Where to begin? Logan is avoiding me. After Saturday we barely talk…it's not like we talked much before but still, now it's all awkward between us. But I know that after all those kisses…" Kendall paused, smiling at the thought of how soft Logan's lips were, "…we both feel the same way about each other. I mean you can't kiss someone like that and have it not mean anything right?"
"Well he wouldn't kiss you if there weren't some sort of feelings there, so he's obviously holding back on you."
"I know! That's why I'll just seduce it out of him. I can't lose him again Katie. He means too much." Kendall bit his lip and sighed. What if Logan never cracks? What if I'm stuck left with my heart broken? I don't think I could handle that.
"Okay, I don't need to hear about the seducing Big Brother, but for the other stuff, just keep trying. He'll give in. Or at least I hope he will, it's hard seeing you like this. Where's that goofy grin I love?"
Kendall spread his lips into a wide smile and quirked an eyebrow, earning a giggle from Katie. "By Christmas he'll be mine."
"Good luck. And if even then it doesn't work, you can always try mistletoe."
"Will do Baby Sister. Thanks for talking to me kid. I love you." Kendall stood up from his stool and approached Katie, holding his arms out for a hug
"I love you too, but don't touch me. You still smell disgusting. Seriously go shower." Kendall rolled his eyes and walked down the hall. "AND DON'T FORGET SOAP!" He heard his sister yell behind him, chuckling to himself and heading towards the bathroom for a nice relaxing shower, where he could just forget about Logan. But I can't, we made out in the fucking shower. Now I can't even properly clean myself without thinking about him. This is so fucked up.
Once out of the shower Kendall threw on a towel and reached for his phone, searching his contacts for Logan and sending the brunette a text, "Chem test on Friday, tutor this week?"
Kendall's phone buzzed instantly with a reply. Opening the message he read, "When and where, I'll be there ."
That little fucker. Kendall typed a speedy response, closing his phone and tossing it on his bed so he could change. "Thursday night, you and me, my bedroom. "
Just as he was pulling on his boxers his phone went off, ringtone and all. Glancing at the screen a giddy smile appeared on his face, he's calling me. Clicking the little green button Kendall answered his phone. "Hey baby." He said in a low, seductive voice.
"Kendall don't call me baby. And we are NOT meeting in your bedroom."
"You ruin all the fun."
"Someone has to keep you in check. But Thursday sounds good. WE STAY AT THE KITCHEN TABLE."
"Fine, funsucker." Kendall pouted.
"Bye Kendall." Logan sounded annoyed through the receiver.
"Bye sweet cheeks. Mwah!" Kendall ended the phone call with a kiss, shaking his head and laughing to himself. There was no way Logan would ever be able to resist his charm, he was Kendall Knight after all.
The week flew by, Thursday afternoon approaching quickly, just to Kendall's liking. Kendall waited behind his front door for the sound of the doorbell to chime, signaling Logan's arrival. The blonde had a devious smirk on his lips, already having planned how the entire evening would plan out, and it helped that his mom and sister were out for the night. Everything was working in favor of Kendall; that was at least if Logan went along with everything the blonde had in mind.
The doorbell rang and Kendall opened the door, running a hand through his hair as he did while Logan pushed passed him into the hallway. The brunette kicked off his shoes and nodded a hello before making his way into the kitchen, Kendall following suit. Well that was rude.
Logan sat down, making himself at home at the kitchen table and pulled out his chemistry book along with a few pencils and a notebook. Kendall stood under the door frame, watching Logan with a peculiar expression on his face. Looking up Logan gave Kendall a scowl, "Well are we going to do this or what?"
Kendall glanced at the clock, it was four in the afternoon and he had until at least seven for his mom and Katie to get back from wherever they were. Figuring they would work on chemistry for about an hour since Kendall already knew most of the information; that left two hours for him and Logan to do whatever they pleased. And if things went Kendall's way, the blonde would be far more than pleased in the end.
Sitting down at the table across from Logan Kendall took out his notebook, but Logan shooed it away and handed him a worksheet they had done in class about a week ago. "Remember this pop quiz?" Kendall nodded, he failed that pop quiz. "Well I'm going to help fix the issues you had before, and then you'll most likely be ready for the test tomorrow."
"Okay." Kendall took the paper from Logan and bit his lip when he stared down at the quiz marked with red all over the page. He understood orbitals and electrons as much as the next guy, but he didn't understand how some elements had more than one type of way their electrons could be associated when it came to the s and d orbitals. Explaining his problem to Logan, the brunette went into genius mode, drawing diagrams and giving clarifications to Kendall's predicament.
Nodding his head to let Logan know he understood what he was saying, Kendall approached the problems marked in red, fixing his mistakes and letting the smart boy critique his work as he went along. Within forty-five minutes Kendall was all caught up to speed, Logan guaranteeing him that he would pass the test the following day.
"Thanks for all the help Logan," Kendall stood up and walked over to fridge, opening the freezer door. "Are you hungry?" Kendall pulled out the box of popsicles Mrs. Knight had bought earlier in the week, offering one to Logan. At the shake of the brunette's head Kendall shrugged, pulling out a cherry pop and groaning in delight when he tasted it.
Kendall walked back over to the table and sat down across from Logan again, leisurely sucking on the ice pop and watching Logan with a thoughtful gaze in his piercing green eyes. Slurping loudly when removing his mouth from the cold, red popsicle, Kendall licked his lips and began speaking, "So that was fast, what do you want to do now?"
Logan was squirming in his seat, Kendall could tell. The smart boy was beginning to pack up his book and pencils, "Well I have a lot of other homework to do, I think I'll just head home."
Watching Logan with wide eyes, Kendall stood up from his seat and followed the boy back to the front door, squeezing his tall frame between Logan and his escape. "You can't leave just yet, you practically just got here." Kendall pouted, his lips stained a cherry red, popping the popsicle back into his mouth and sucking on the flavor, letting it linger on his tongue. Logan stared at Kendall while the blonde sucked on the frozen treat, a light tint of lust hidden in those deep brown eyes of his.
"K-Kendall move so I can leave."
"No." Kendall spat, reaching for the handle on the door and locking them inside the house. "Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't cherry your favorite flavor Logie?" Kendall held the popsicle in between them, dragging his tongue along the side to stop the red coloring from dripping onto the floor.
"If I wanted a popsicle I would have asked for one."
"Come on Logie…just one," Kendall licked the treat again, "…little," lick, "…taste."
Logan groaned, parting his lips and licking them quickly. "Fine, give me that damn thing."
"Ah ah ah, open wide." Kendall smiled a devilish grin, inching the cherry treat towards Logan mouth and watching the brunette hollow his cheeks, giving one long, exaggerated suck. Kendall's jeans felt just a little bit tighter after watching Logan lick the delectable cherry ice pop.
"Mmm…so good." Logan's tongue was slightly pinker when he backed away from Kendall, his lopsided grin painted on his face.
"You know what else looks like a popsicle and likes to be sucked?" Kendall asked, now leaning back against the door and slurping down the rest of the treat.
"Kendall…"
"Oh come on Logan lighten up! We could have some fun together, and you know you could use some fun in your life."
Logan looked offended, "What is that supposed to mean?"
Kendall shrugged his broad shoulders, smile playing on his lips. "You're kind of boring, and a little stiff. Let me…loosen you up a bit."
"If I'm so tedious and rigid then why is your desire to have me so intense?"
"Normal language please?" Kendall asked, thick eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
Logan dropped his head in frustration. "What do you want with me Knight?"
"I want to hold you and squeeze you and kiss you and lo-…like you. I like you." Pull yourself together Kendall. You can't just let yourself slip like that. I don't love him. I don't love him. I don't love him. Kendall hoped repeating the words over in his mind would make it true, but to his defeat it didn't work.
"Well you're three years too late for that, so get over it. I told you Saturday was it, it's not going to happen."
"If it happened once-"
"Not. Going. To. Happen."
Kendall was sick and tired of listening to Logan defy him. Dropping the popsicle stick that he still held in his grasp he stepped forward and wrapped a hand around Logan's neck and pressed his lips softly against Logan's. The brunette kissed Kendall back, snaking his arms up to Kendall's shoulders and pushing Kendall back against the front door and taking one of the blonde's lips between his teeth and biting down on it harshly.
Kendall moved his hands up to rake his fingers through Logan's mussed hair, listening to the smaller boy sigh with pleasure while he assaulted Kendall with his tongue. They battled, Logan ending up dominant over Kendall and exploring the deepest crevices of Kendall's mouth with his tongue, swallowing up Kendall's moans.
Pulling back for a moment, Kendall took a few deep breaths, still keeping a hold onto Logan in front of him. "Wow. I thought it wasn't going to happen?"
"You just ruined a perfectly good moment by being a jackass." Logan stepped out of Kendall's reach and grabbed his bag off the floor from when it fell while they kissed.
"Don't be like that Logie. We still have an hour until everyone gets back. Are you really going to leave me here alone to deal with this?" Kendall pointed to the bulge in his pants, his jeans constricting against his now painful erection. How does he even do this to me?
"Yes I am. Now unlock the door and move so I can go home."
Kendall obligingly slid over to the side, letting Logan unlock the door for himself. "All you're doing is running away Logan."
Logan turned to Kendall, stepping up a bit on his tip toes to reach the blonde's lips once more with a simple kiss. "It's one of the many things I'm good at," Logan mumbled, stepping outside. "Good luck with your problem." Logan pointed to Kendall's crotch and sniggered, before slamming the door in the blonde's face.
Fucking tease. Now I have to take a cold shower. Kendall hobbled up the stairs and into the bathroom. Turning on the shower the water felt like ice on his skin as he caught his bearings, smiling to himself all the while. Logan would give in. It may not be now, or even a week from today, or even within the next month. But sooner or later, Kendall would have the brunette wrapped around his finger, just the way Kendall wanted him.
Sorry for the short chapter, just wanted to do a quick update before I go away for a while. I hope everyone enjoyed it. I know there wasn't as much kogan as last time, but the next chapter will be fun I promise! While I'm gone I hope to even work on the next part of Perfect Disaster too! I don't know if any of you read that, but it's been a while so yeah :)
