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Tell Me That You Love Me

Part 10

I groaned at the incessant knocking coming from my front door. I didn't want to, but I forced myself out of my bed and trudged my way to the door. There was only one person who would be knocking on my door at such an ungodly hour. Looking through the window on my door, I rolled my eyes, seeing exactly who I thought it was.

He gave a small smile and a wave. I moved the curtain back over the window, but didn't make a move to open it. "Logan, please open the door." Kendall's voice floated through.

I crossed my arms. "Go home and get some sleep Kendall."

He paused. I almost thought he had left, until he shakily responded, "I need someone to talk to."

He sounded so vulnerable. So un-Kendall-like. Throughout this whole mess, I didn't think of how this was affecting Kendall. He was right in the middle of it all, having to take crap form everyone. No one to turn to, no one on his side. He was probably desperate. Not for someone on his side, but just for someone to sit and listen to him. I had James, Dustin had him...and I was the closest Kendall had to that.

But it wasn't fair! Why the hell does it have to be me? I wasn't ready for this! I was doing great without him. I was so close to moving on. I so afraid that if I saw those big green eyes...I would be right back where I started.

"Please, Logie..."

I swallowed thickly. This was one time when I absolutely hated that nickname. I took a deep breath and reached for the knob, taking my time to prepare myself for what was behind the door. When I opened the door, I saw Kendall standing there, looking close to tears. "Come in." I sighed.

He gave an attempt to smile as he walked in and kicked off his shoes. I didn't wait for him as I started for the kitchen and sat at the table. Kendall soon joined me. We sat in uncomfortable silence, a lot like the night Kendall found out Dustin was in love with him.

In fact, almost exactly the same. "Deja vu." I chuckled.

"What?"

My eyes darted to the blond, a small smile tweaking at the corners of my mouth. "I was just thinking about how familiar this situation feels."

Kendall let out a small laugh. "Oh, yeah."

"Except this time I'm completely prepared for another mind fuck, if that's what you're here for." I added before I could think about what I was saying. I don't know where this sudden wave of bluntness came from. I regretted the words as soon as Kendall looked at me with sad eyes. "Look, I'm sorry, I didn't let you in to dump a guilt trip on you."

He shrugged. "It's okay. I deserve it for everything I did to you."

I rolled my eyes. I was beginning to understand why James was so frustrated with me. People who blame themselves for everything was exhausting...or maybe that's because I was awake in the middle of the night. Speaking of which... "You said you wanted to talk, and it couldn't have been about this."

"Dustin and I had a fight and kind of broke up." He shrugged as if it were no big deal.

My mouth, however, dropped in shock. "Kendall!" He looked up at me, his eyes impassive. "How can you be so cool about this?"

"It's no big deal, Logan." He crossed his arms over his chest in a stubborn fashion.

Not to self: send James a giant 'I'm sorry' cake for putting him through this.

"Bull shit!" I exclaimed, my eyes narrowing slightly.

Kendall looked surprised. "Excuse me?"

"That is such major bull shit, Kendall Schmidt, and you know it. You were just on my door step, nearly in tears, begging me to let you in so you could talk. Now you're just going to sit here, lying to my face, saying that it's 'No big deal'?" I asked. When he didn't answer, I kept going. "No, Kendall. It's not going to work that way. I care about you way too much to let you shut me out like this..."

It was weird as I found myself borrowing the words James had said to me. How did I become the voice of reason all of a sudden? I studied the blond in front of me but he only continued his refusal to speak. "Kendall," I called to him again in a much softer tone. I hesitated a bit before lifting my hand and placing it on top of his. "Please, talk."

I could tell he was breaking when he started blinking rapidly and shaking his head. "I just...he thinks it'll make everything better." I could tell he was having mixed emotions about this statement. "He just wants everything to be the way it was, even if it means sacrificing his own happiness."

I smile slightly at this. It was such a Dustin thing to do. He was just selfless like that. "Sounds like he really loves you."

Kendall sighed. "I guess, but...I think I'm still in love with you."

I breathed in and out slowly. I waited so long to hear Kendall say that, but, at this moment, it just didn't feel right. "That's just it Kendall. You think you're still in love with me. You might just be afraid to admit you love Dustin because it's new and unfamiliar." I smiled softly at him, squeezing his hand comfortingly. "Falling in love is scary, but you just gotta trust yourself and the person you fall for." I shrugged. "And then in the end, no matter what happens...it was worth it."

"I don't want to hurt you, Logie."

"I don't want you to hurt Dustin or Dustin to hurt himself just to protect my feelings." I rolled my eyes. "God, do I look that helpless?"

This elicited a laugh from Kendall. "No, of course not. You're one of the strongest people I know." He ran his thumb over my knuckles. It wasn't until then that I realized I was still holding his hand. "But if Dustin takes me back -"

"When." I interrupted. "When he takes you back..."

He chuckled again. "I promise we'll be extra careful around you."

"Don't worry about it." I shrugged.

He quirked a ridiculous brow. "Really?"

"Yeah, I'm sure James will keep me plenty distracted." I smiled to myself.

I glanced over to see Kendall's brow shoot up higher, now hidden by his bangs, half in shock, half in amusement. We both laughed, our clasped hands shaking with our bodies. "How did you get so cool?" Kendall asked as we sobered up.

"I was born this way."

At that Kendall burst out laughing. "And on that note, I should go."

"I'll walk you to the door." I chuckled as well.

We stood, our hands still loosely entwined. I opened the door, allowing him to walk out. When he stepped onto the porch, he didn't let go of my hand. Instead he pulled me outside too. We were chest to chest. We hadn't been this close in a long time. I looked up at him with a confused expression, but before I could voice it, his lips were on mine.

Our lips were just pressed together. There was no movement, we stood there unmoving. Our hands only remained connected by the pads of our fingers. My brows furrowed the longer the kiss went on. I reopened my eyes to see Kendall wearing the same expression. The moment was awkward to say the least.

We both pulled back at the same time. Kendall's brows were knit together, his eyes shifting in thought. My appearance was probably no better. Kendall's eyes finally found mine. "Anything?"

I shook my head. "No."

"Me neither."

I chuckled. "Night, Kendall."

"Night."

We finally allowed ours hands to completely drop from one another, walking our separate ways.

I totally put a metaphor in here! Raise your hand if you caught it :D