A/N: Hello again everyone! I'm back with another update! Before we get started, I'd like to thank mrs. hutcherlark, loovingthis, and winterschild11 for reviewing last chapter!

I know that you all were a little frustrated with the ending of the last chapter, but I'm sure that by the end of this one, you'll be happy ;)

I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter Ten

"What'll it be hon?" The tall blonde bartender asked as she leaned over the bar and tapped her fingers restlessly on the countertop.

I let out a sigh as I looked around. There looked to be about half a dozen people waiting for service, which was pretty suprising since it was a weekday. I guess the bingo games and free pool drew in big crowds.

"Sweetie, you getting something?" The bartender asked again, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Um, no. Is Carlos around?" I asked, knowing that he was usually here around this time. I watched as she shook her head, giving me a sad smile.

"I don't know how he does it. You're the third one to ask about him tonight. He quit. Found another job." She explained, making me slump my shoulders in disappointment. "You sure you don't want anything?" She asked.

I shook my head at her question, watching as she moved on to the next customer.

I stepped away from the bar and surveyed the room. If Carlos wasn't answering his door and he wasn't here… where the hell would he be on a Monday night? More importantly, would Logan be with him?

I had spent all day yesterday waiting outside Logan's room for him to come out, and when he finally came out, silent and pale, he ignored me talking to him, opting to head next door to take refuge with Carlos. All my calls were sent to voicemail. My texts were unanswered and I suspected that they were also unopened. I wasn't even sure if he had come home last night. Coming home after work to find the house empty, my last resort had been to try and get in contact with Carlos to get Logan a message, but he wasn't responding either.

This entire situation was screwed up and I didn't know where to begin trying to fix it. If I told Logan the full on truth, that he wouldn't want me once he knew me better, once he realized just how shallow and flaky I could be, I wasn't sure it would make the situation better. It might be even worse, because then Logan would know for sure that I really did care about him and that I was holding out for another reason. A reason that, while important to me, Logan would just say it was an excuse.

I didn't need a therapist to tell me that walking away without trying was a cop out. I also didn't need anyone to tell me that screwing up my relationship with Logan would narrow my circle of very close friends down to one, and James wasn't exactly on my side with this one. I had to get Logan to understand, there were no other options. I just hoped that I hadn't already lost him.

"Ken! What's up man?!" A voice that I knew all too well asked as a pair of muscular arms slung around my neck and pulled my into a loose hug. When I didn't hug him back, Jett pulled back to look into my eyes. "You okay?" He asked, his excitement quickly turning to worry.

"No, I'm just tired." I responded. "I think I'm just going to go home."

"What? No. You just got here right?" He asked before motioning around the room. "Tourists are filling the place up, so there's lots of action to be had." He said, wiggling his eyebrows for emphasis. "Let me buy you a drink."

"No, I'm driving." I said before glancing around the room.

It was getting full. The lights had been dimmed, making it difficult to make out any one face among the growing crowd.

"I was just looking for Carlos. You don't know where he is do you?" I asked, watching as he shook his head.

"No, he quit! Can you believe it?!" He pouted. "Finally get a hot guy in here who isn't taken and he leaves to bake cookies. Ugh. I'm going to have to start expanding my hunting grounds if all the god ones are going to bakeries and restaurants." He said with a thoughtful expression on his face before knocking back the rest of his drink.

He set the empty cup down on a nearby table before staring at me, one eyebrow raised as he waited for me to say something.

"Can we talk outside? I can barely hear myself in here." I asked, to which he nodded his head. The two of us made our way outside, away from the noisy club.

"What's going on?" He asked, laying a hand on my forearm and giving a comforting squeeze.

"There's just been some drama. I don't know what to do." I said before turning to Jett, studying him for a moment. A skin tight white t-shirt and black skinny jeans showed off his toned body perfectly. Expertly styled blonde hair and a full mouth that I had more than fond memories of.

"Hey, when we were messing around, you were okay with what was going on right?" I asked hesitantly. "I didn't make you think I felt something more for you did I?"

"No, of course not. I knew what our relationship was. We all know if we want anything from you we have to play by your rules."

"I have rules?" I asked, watching as he nodded.

"Of course you do. Always use protection. No sleeping over. No messing with your Jamie. No messing with your Logie."

"I don't have a rule about Logan." I objected, just getting an incredulous chuckle out of the other blonde.

"You may not have said it in so many words, but the look you gave Dak when he smiled at Logan that night could've burned a hole in the wall. We all took the hint. You were marking your territory there."

"I don't even remember that. Besides, Logan hardly ever comes here. When did they meet?" I asked.

"About a year ago." He said. "After our playoff game. Remember? We went back to your place because Dak didn't want to go home drunk." He added, everything starting to make sense.

"What's wrong Ken? You look like someone just kicked your puppy." He asked.

"I… I didn't even think… Logan has a crush on me. Thinks he's in love with me." I said, not missing the way he grinned before slapping me on my arm.

"About time he got you back! So when's the wedding?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked, looking at him in confusion.

His smile wavered slightly as he moved closer, grabbing my shoulders and looking into my eyes.

"Don't tell me this is news to you." He said before rolling his eyes. "Seriously, you don't drop hits like the rest of us, so I don't know what your excuse is. The way you look at Logan sometimes, well… frankly, I wish you'd looked at me like that when we were sleeping together."

"I didn't mean to hurt you." I said, feeling guilty knowing that he felt that way.

"You didn't. I swear. We had fun, and I knew that's all it was. Just some fun." He said as he shrugged his shoulders. "I figured since James was never going there, Logan would be your guy when you finally get tired of cruising."

"Speaking of which, aren't you supposed to be chasing Dustin down?" I asked.

"Nope. That loving relationship lasted for about a week. Last I heard, he and Carlos were making out in the bathroom at some club." He said, making my eyes widen in shock.

"When was that?"

"A few days ago I think. Right before Carlos quit."

Shit. So Carlos wasn't interested in Logan at all. And I had what, been protecting Logan from my 'friends' for about a year? I scrubbed at my face with one hand. This was crazy. I'd probably warned off Dak because everyone knew he couldn't keep someone in his life longer than it took to get their clothes back on. I knew that Logan wouldn't go for that. He needed more than just a quick hookup with someone who doesn't care about him.

What did I need? Assurance? Some guarantee that if I ended up doing to Logan what I did with everyone else, I wouldn't end up ruining our friendship. I depended on Logan to be a stable influence, although I doubt that he knows it. When I needed to escape the merry-go-round of what passed for relationships with some of my friends, I knew that I could come home to Logan and get my head straight. He was a rock, dependable, never shaken. Not until I hurt him by pushing him away.

I had to fix this…

"So, since Logan had finally come around and, if the look on your face says anything, you're just figuring out how you feel about him, why are you looking for Carlos?" Jett asked.

"Yesterday, I told Logan that it wouldn't work between us and now he's not talking to me. Carlos is his best friend."

Best friends always stuck close when something like this went wrong, either smoothing over the situation or warning the other guy off until things cooled down. In this case, Carlos was joining Logan in ignoring me. I had no idea what the silent treatment meant in the grand scheme of things.

"Ken, you're his best friend. You and James. Carlos is just his friend. The person he goes to when you're not around."

"Okay, how the hell does everyone know so much about me and Logan?" I asked with a frown, wondering if I was really that oblivious.

"I don't know. But you know, Carlos is pretty popular. I can't be the only person who wondering if there was something between him and Logan. Plus, after seeing the way you gave Dustin the evil eye the other day when he looked at Logan, I decided to ask him. He said Logan's just a friend to him and that he had his eye on someone else. Now we know who he had his eye on." Jett explained.

"And I was too stupid to figure it out on my own." I muttered.

"You're not stupid. Just blind, I guess."

"Same difference."

"No, it's not." He said, reaching out to put his hand on my arm, just below my shoulder. "You're cared about Logan for a long time. Being in love with him probably just snuck up on you. Hit you upside the head in the dark."

"And now I'm alone in the dark." I whispered mostly to myself.

"Ooh, how very romance novel of you." He said, giving me a small smile. ""You're not alone. He's ticked because he can tell how you feel about him, like pretty much every person who's been in a room with the two of you." He said, giving me arm a reassuring squeeze. "He'll calm down and then you can tell him you were a blind moron to throw his love away and you'll do anything to make it up to him so he knows that he's the only guy you'll ever love."

"That's a bit much." I said, with Jett joining in on my laugh. "What movie did you steal that from?"

"Who knows. I'm just saying, you better say something worth coming out of a mood for or you'll never get your Logie back." He said before pulling his hand away. "He's lucky, you know?"

"Logan?" I asked, watching as he nodded.

"If I had someone who looked at me the way you look at him, I'd give up anything in my life to keep him. When someone like you falls, you fall hard. And with your best friend, I don't think anything will be able to shake that." He said, his words completely registering with me.

I caught him off guard when I pulled him into a hug, which he returned after a few seconds.

"Thanks Jett." I said softly, knowing that he helped me more than he probably knew.

"Anytime. Now go get your guy."

Done! Who would have thought that Jett would be the one to get Kendall to come to his senses?

A little fun fact, I was originally going to write Jett as a villain of sorts, with him trying to get with Kendall. But I like to change it up because I honestly feel like Jett could either be a great guy, or a great villain. So I chose to make him a good guy in this story. I don't know why, I just like writing him like that :)

Anyways, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this chapter!

I know that you all are excited for Kogan to finally become official so I'll try my best to update with the next few days!

Until then!

-Epically Obsessed