Wow, this is by far my longest chapter! I hope you enjoy it. As many of you know, or at least I hope you know, one of our fellow Rushers, Jane, passed away. I didn't think it was possible for me to love or respect the guys anymore, and then they went and dedicated Worldwide to her last night at their performance in Canada. Even though I didn't know her, she'll always have a special place in my heart. So I'd like to dedicate this chapter to her. RIP Jane, you will be missed.

I'd also like to dedicate this chapter to my good friend Bri, whom I love so much! I know things are hard, but I promise it'll get better. Till then, I hope this will make you smile! :) Much love ALWAYS!

Also, I don't think you guys understand just how much I appreciate you taking the time to read this. In case I didn't mention it before, THANK YOU SO MUCH! I LOVE YOU! It really means a lot to me when you guys take the time to read and review! I love hearing from y'all, it really does make my day! So again, thank you so much!

And just as a reminder this story is no longer first person. Just throwing that out there so no one is confused since Just a Coincidence was written in first person.

The happiness in his eyes faded. That was not what he wanted to hear. He wanted you to jump into his arms, knocking him onto the floor, kissing him with everything you had, saying yes. He didn't want you asking him what you should say. He didn't want you to have to think about it the answer, or even hesitate. This, this was not what he wanted.

"Blake, I, I want you to say yes. I love you."

"And I love you too, Kendall. But this is so out of the blue. I mean, we never even talked about this!"

You were already crying because of his beautiful proposal, but now the tears in your eyes were fresh from the pain you were causing Kendall. No, it wasn't physical pain, but you could almost hear his heart breaking. The pain was in his eyes and disappointment was written all over his face.

Knowing that you made him feel like that, you caused him that pain, made you feel like crap. He was the best thing to happen to you, the sweetest, most kind person you knew, and you just broke his heart into a million pieces. You instantly regretted your decision and would give anything to take it back, but it was too late for that. Besides, he wasn't ready for something like this.

"I didn't know that he we had too," he told you sadly. "I just thought it was the right thing to do with the baby and all."

"That's just it Kendall. I love you, I want more than anything to be with you, but why are you proposing?" You ask him. "It's not because you want to spend the rest of your life with me."

"It's not for the reason you think either," he says cutting you off.

"You just said that it was the right thing to do because I'm pregnant!"

He shook his head, "That's not what I meant though."

"But it is, Kendall, it is. Look, I love you. More than anything." You took a deep breathe, knowing that your answer was going to break his heart into a million pieces because it broke yours. "I just don't think you're asking me to marry you for the right reason."

"So, you're saying no?" He asked as he got up and turned away from you.

"No, I'm not. I'm just saying not right now. Kendall?"

He didn't respond.

You hurt him. You were the worst person in the world right now. This was all your fault. You stood up and walked over to him. "Kendall." You wrap your arms around his waist and lean your head against his back. "I, I'm sorry it has to be this way. I'm sorry that I couldn't give you the answer you wanted, but I can't help how I feel. I do love you though, and I can promise you that's never going to chance." You pull away from him then. "I'm just sorry."

You left the room then, not sure you could face him. You were still crying. You just felt so bad for making Kendall this upset. That look of disappointment on his face haunted you; you couldn't erase it from your mind. When you made it downstairs, you walked pass the guys in the living room, head down, not looking at them, straight out the door. You didn't want to have to explain why you were so upset.

You sit down on the front porch steps and lay your head down atop your knees and just cry. You didn't know it the crying was because of the guilt you felt from what you just did, from the hormones, or a combination of both. You let it all out, not holding anything back.

After a moment, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You look up and see Brittany standing next to you. "What happened?" She asked as she sat down. She was worried; her eyes were filled with concern. There were wrinkles running across her forehead as she tried to figure out what was going on.

You tried catching your breath, but even that was too difficult.

"Okay, just try to stop crying," she said slowly. "And try to breathe regularly before you tell me anything."

After another couple of minutes, your breathing was back to normal and you were able to talk. The tears hadn't stopped, but it wasn't as frequent as before.

"Can you tell me what's wrong now?" Brittany asked. "One minute, you and Kendall are upstairs and everything is fine. The next, you come running down the stairs, tears streaming down your face. Do I need to go inside and kick someone's ass?"

You shake your head, "No, but you might have to kick mine for being so heartless."

She wasn't sure what to say to that. "Uhm?"

"I was looking for something to change into; one of Kendall's t-shirts. While I was going through one of the draws in the dresser, I found a small box."

Your best friend shrugged, "So? You're crying over a box?"

You shook your head. "Over what was in it. A ring."

It took a moment before it all clicked in her head. "He was going to propose!?"

Again, you shook your head. "He did propose."

"Why are you crying? That's a good thing! You should want to be a proper family!"

You sigh, "And why do you say that?"

"What do you mean? The baby isn't going to wait till you and Kendall are married!"

"That's just it though. He asked me for the wrong reason. He didn't ask me because he loves me, he asked me because I'm pregnant. He's asking me for the wrong reason!"

"So you don't think he loves you?" Brittany asked outraged.

Brittany was one of the smartest people you knew, but something's she was completely blind too. But this, her best friend, you and Kendall, she saw with so much clarity it was crazy. If you told her that you didn't think Kendall loved you, you knew that he did, he wouldn't have done all this if he didn't, you had another thing coming.

"No, I know that he does."

"THEN IT SHOULDN'T MATTER!

"It does Brit. I need to know that he wants to be with me because he loves me. I don't want him to propose to me because he thinks that he has to because I'm having his baby. It makes me think he feels trapped or something."

She had no answer for this. Even though she didn't agree with you, she understood where you were coming from. There was no changing your mind, at least not about this. You weren't going to accept his proposal and that was that.

"So you're upset that you said no?" Brittany finally asked you.

"No, I'm upset because I broke his heart. You should have seen his face, Brit. It was literally the most beautiful proposal ever. I could care less that was in our bedroom, it didn't have to be special at all; even then, it was perfect. I was crying because every gesture, every word was so heartfelt. But I just couldn't say yes. Something inside me knew that it was rushed."

At this point, you stopped crying, but you were still very upset.

"I can't get over up hurt he looked when I said no. He wouldn't even look at me. I am the worst girlfriend in the world," you tell your best friend. "Pathetic."

"You are not."

Of course, any best friend would say that. However, it wasn't your best friend who said that. You shifted slightly and saw Kendall.

"Can you give us a moment, Brittany?"

She nodded before pulling you in for a hug. "It's gonna be alright, I promise."

After she left, Kendall took her place next to you. You, on the other hand, did everything you could to avert his eyes. "We'll sit out here all night if we have to, you know? I have nowhere to go," he says as his hands reach for your face, forcing you to look at him.

Even then, you wouldn't look into his eyes. You were afraid that you would still see the pain you caused him.

"Blake, will you please look me in the eyes?"

"No."

He exhaled loudly showing that he was annoyed. "Please babe?"

Your eyes roamed his face for a quick second and saw that he wasn't upset. This confused are you. "Are you okay?"

"I think I'm supposed to ask you that," he tells you softly.

"But before, when we were upstairs, you"

"I was upset," he admitted. "The girl I loved just rejected me when I asked her to marry me."

You felt the need to apologize. "I'm,"

"I'm not done yet," he said cutting you off. "Blake, I do want to marry you. I've known that I've wanted to spend the rest of my life with you for a long time now, and I guess the baby just made me rush into it a bit sooner than planned. You were right about that, and I'm sorry."

You leaned in and kissed him. When you pulled away you leaned your forehead against his, "I'm sorry too. I want to say yes, but it feels wrong agreeing when I know it's not for the right reason."

"It's alright, babe. I understand what you're saying. But I do hope you say yes when I ask you again."

You leaned in to press your lips to his once again. "You can count on it."

Sorry for any grammatical errors, it's late and I'm tired. I'll try to have the next update up by next weekend!

What do you guys think? Thank you so much for reading; please leave me a review telling me what you think! Is there anything that you wanna see happen? I'll definitely try to work it in! I'll try to have the next chapter up within the next couple of days. And remember, keep on rushin!