Author Note: Thanks for all the comments/favorites/follows and for reading! I hope all these little filler type chapters arn't getting boring. I don't want to rush into the pairings too soon. Want to give them some time to fall for each other ;)

Chapter 11: Love Quarrels

"You should pick."

"No, you pick."

"I insist."

"I just want to see you happy," Carlos smiled brightly up at Kendall. The blond sighed dramatically, his fingers running through the Latino's short black hair as the two fought once again over what they were going to watch. Only this time, instead of fighting over wanting to watch their own show, they were insisting that they watch the other person's show.

"And I'll be happy with what ever you pick," Kendall smiled back passing the remote back to the shorter boy.

James sat across from them rolling his eyes before finally standing up and pulling the remote out of both their hands. He fell back onto the couch before switching the channel to ESPN, "Oh, look! A hockey game. Something all three of us can enjoy," his tone was condescending as he tried to avoid his eyes which unintentionally kept flickering over to the two. Kendall was sitting on the end of the orange couch, feet propped up on the coffee table while Carlos spread out on the rest of the couch, his head resting in the blonde's lap.

"Someone's missing their Logie bear," Carlos teased kicking James' leg gently with his foot. The taller boy swatted it away before standing up in annoyance.

"He's in the shower," he answered walking into the kitchen and opening up the fridge. He pulled out a bottle of orange juice, unscrewing the cap before taking a swig as he listened to the sounds of the shower cease. Screwing the cap back on he replaced the citrus drink. With the door still opened, he glanced over quickly making sure the other two were still preoccupied before pulling out his cell phone typing quickly. He sent the text, shoving his phone back into his pocket before grabbing an apple and closing the door just as the bathroom door swung opened and Logan came strutting out in nothing but a towel hung low on his hips.

"Hey Sexy," James winked giving him a hidden thumbs up before following the brunette into his bedroom, closing the door behind him.

As soon as the bedroom door was shut, Carlos sat up, his hands going to his hair, "Why are you petting me?" he asked the blond who merely chuckled.

"I wasn't petting you, I was just running my fingers through your hair. Didn't you like it?"

Carlos shrugged, "It felt nice I guess."

"No ones ever ran their fingers through your hair before?"

The Latino looked down at his hands as he shook his head, "I never had a real girlfriend, remember?"

"Yea, but you've been out on a few dates."

"But nothing that ever lasted long enough to include cuddling," he replied with a pout. "I like cuddling."

Kendall frowned wrapping his arm around the Latino's shoulder in a comforting friendly gesture, "Then I guess we'll have to find you a girlfriend after all of this is over," he smiled patting his shoulder.

"For now I'm stuck with you," Carlos teased, a smile appearing on his face as he playfully laid his head on the blonde's shoulder, "Who would of thought my longest relationship so far would be with you."

Kendall chuckled as well, "Is that a bad thing?"

Carlos thought about it for a moment shrugging his shoulders, "I guess not. It's good practice."

Kendall rolled his eyes laughing at the shorter boy before craning his head to look at the bedroom door he shared with Logan, "What do you suppose they are doing in there?" he whispered.

Carlos eyes widened, "You don't think they would-"

"No," Kendall answered before he could finished only to stop and think, "Would they?"

Carlos shrugged, "Apparently they have a lot secrets they are keeping from us."

The two jumped suddenly as the bedroom door swung opened only to slam shut after James walked out only to fly back open revealing Logan who slammed it shut even harder, "I said I was sorry!" the brunette was saying as he caught up to James grabbing a hold of his arm. "I was just waiting for the right time."

"We'll don't you think now would be the right time?" James shot back.

"Now?"

"She's already on her way up here anyway seems how you can't go five minutes without texting her."

"I didn't text her! She texted me and said she wanted to talk!"

The shouted paused as the their was a knock on the door. James was there in two strides as he yanked the door open, his eyes narrowing at the sight of Camille standing there, "Oh, it's you," he hissed , but she paid him no mind as she shoved him a side, stalking towards Logan a finger wagging in his face.

"Camille, I can explain," Logan held up his hands trying to reason with the curly haired girl, but she kept coming at him.

"It's true then?" she demanded, a hand on her hip, "the rumors are true. You are cheating on me?"

"It's not what you think Camille. I didn't mean for it to happen like this."

"Who is it, then? Who's the tramp who stole my Logan away?"

"Who are you calling a tramp?" James stepped in between the two, shielding Logan from her view, but she shoved him aside again.

"Stand back, Pretty boy, this has nothing to do with you,."

James gasped, "You're right! I am pretty, but it also has everything to do with me," he exclaimed wrapping an arm around Logan's waist and pulling the smaller boy into his side.

"It's you?" Camille gasped, her eyes narrowing at the taller boy in disgust before shifting over to the brunette, "It is over Logan Mitchell!" she cried out, her hand whipping across his face with a loud smack before grabbing his face in both her hands and kissing him deeply. James' mouth gapping as he watched, "I hope you two are happy together," she exclaimed pushing Logan away. She stalked back to the door flinging it open before slamming it shut behind her.

Logan stood there a surprised look on his face as he stared at the door, "That actually went better than expected," he shrugged wrapping an arm around James only to have the taller boy push him away. "What did I do now?"

"You didn't have to kiss her," James hissed before disappearing out the door.

Logan sighed starring at the door, but instead of following the taller boy, he simply hung his head and retreated to his bedroom.

Kendall and Carlos blinked in shock of what they had just seen before finally turning to look at one another.

"What just happened?" Carlos broke the silence as Kendall shrugged.

"Camille found out he was cheating on her with James, broke up with him, kissed him, and now James is mad because he kissed her back?" Kendall summed it up the best he could though he was just as confused. "Do you want Logan or James?"

Carlos thought about it for a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a quarter, "Heads Logan. Tails James," and with that, he flung the coin high into the air.

Author note: So who should go after who? any ideas?