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James POV

I told Logan and Carlos to leave and I would talk to Kendall. So after they left I took off looking for Kendall.

I checked all the rooms and I was about to leave when I saw some blonde hair at the top of the swirly slide.

"Kendall?" I asked as I started climming the slide.

Still no movement but I heard him let out a quite sob.

I climb over the railing and sat down beside him.

I noticed that he kept tracing his fingers over the outer part of his wrist to the inner part of his elbow.

It was then that I noticed the scar.

"So what's going on?" Kendall asked in a small voice.

I jumped from the shock, I've never heard Kendall use a voice so small it scared me.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I move closer to him.

"Well, you are acting like there is this secret you can't tell me." Kendall said.

"Ok, listen let me go get some stuff then I'll explain everything. I said as Kendall nodded.

I got up and went down the slide and went to mine and Kendall's room, then to Mama K's room.

When I come back up the slide, I see that Kendall is still there.

"What is all that?" Kendall asked me once I got back over.

"You'll see." I said.

I sat down beside him and handed him a picture.

Kendall looked at the picture, it was a picture of him and his friends, then James handed him a picture of James, Logan, Carlos, and the blonde hair teenager.

"This is my best friend, Kendall." I said.

"What's his name?" Kendall asked.

"His name is Kendall Knight." I said.

Kendall looked at me.

"Kendall the guy is you." I said.

"What?" Kendall asked.

"Kendall, you're sixteen and you live with me, Logan, Carlos, your mom and Katie in LA." I said as I looked over at Kendall and noticed tears in his eyes.

"It's not true." Kendall said.

"Kendal..." I started but Kendall cut me off.

"ITS NOT TRUE!"

Then Kendall ran off, What is with that kid and running off when he is upset.

"KENDALL!" I yelled.

Then I saw the bedroom door close and heard the lock click.

This is going to be a long night.

Kendall's POV

Once I got the door lock, I went to the mirror hanging in the closet.

I looked at the picture then at my reflection.

Same blonde hair color.

Same green eyes.

Same eyebrows.

This can't be happening, I don't know what to do or anything what is going to happen to me.

I climbed up on the bed and closed my eyes when I heard someone enter the room.

I looked over to see James sitting on the other bed.

"How did you get in here?" I asked

"Carlos's uncle is a locksmith, he taught me to pick locks." James said with a smile on his face.

"How are you doing?" James said as the smile left his face.

"I really am that sixteen year old in the picture?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm sorry this happen to you." James said.

"Why are you sorry?" I asked.

"Because this happen to you." James said.

"If any is sorry its me." I said.

"Why?" James asked.

"Because now you are stuck with a eight year old who is really so posed to be sixteen." I said.

"Kendall its fi..." James started to say but I cut him off.

"Its not fine now since I know you proably want me to act like I was when I was actually was sixteen, but I don't know if I can because I'm eight in body and mind." I said, I could feel the tears falling down my face.

"Kendall, clam down." James said as he came over and sat down beside me on the bed.

"You took care of us when you were sixteen, so now its our turn to take care of you." James said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The others and I want you to act like an eight year, we are now the ones to take care of you, Ok." James said.

"Ok." I said as I hugged him.

"Well we should get some sleep, its been a hard day on all of us." James said.

"Ok, goodnight James." I said.

"Goodnight Kendall."

Well here is this chapter. Remember to review. I'm planning on writing a story about Katie and the guys but I don't know what to write about so if you have any ideas please tell.

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