Thanks to CoogrrrShae, DiamondDustK, 0809m, Aislinn Flynn, fanmin, rensahannou, Hikari no Kasai, jamesmaslowlover for their reviews 3

*IMPORTANT NOTE* so last chapter I revealed who Dak cheated with; Jett. Spell-check ruined his name (Jett's name) in chapter 9, when Logan finds them in Dak's room. Instead of this random Zach guy that spell-check put in there, it was supposed to be Jett. I fixed it; I just don't want you guys to freak out…. So yeah. JETT. Not this random Zach guy, who (to be clear) is NOT in my story at all…I don't even know what I would do with a character named Zach. -_- you can all thank Hikari no Kasai for that correction :D

(I'll say it one more time; sometimes there will be no point of view, including all flashbacks. [Flashbacks are italicized] But when there are points of view, I will designate the character.)

On with the show!

RATED M for language and smut.

Chapter 11:

Carlos, as promised, showed up at Logan's house within minutes of his phone call. James and Logan were busy discussing the party when Carlos arrived. Carlos was beyond excited; he couldn't wait for tomorrow night to come.

"Weren't you supposed to hang at James' this afternoon?" Carlos asked, munching on some Doritos he found in the cabinet.

Logan saw James face fall, in the corner of his eye. He glanced over, to see James looking at his shoes.

"Why don't we decide who's in charge of what for this party? I'm supplying the house…you guys have to help too!" Logan quickly responded, ignoring Carlos' question. He wasn't going to let James feel sad or hurt for a second more.

Carlos, with the attention span of a four year-old forgot he asked the hard question and requested he be in charge of food and snacks. It was decided James and Logan were in charge of alcohol. After all, they would need a lot of it.

"Should I get a hold of Kendall?" Carlos asked, before grabbing the keys on the hook next to the door to Mrs. Mitchell's car.

"Well, he's probably with Jo," Logan said, pulling his own keys off of the hook-tree.

"Logie, he made you and I swear we'd call him before something big was going to happen! This is big! You're finally getting back at Dak! Kendall fucking hates him!" Carlos said, pulling out his phone and pushing the buttons to text Kendall.

"You're right," Logan said, reaching out a hand to ruffle Carlos' hair as Carlos jumped around in excitement, texting their other best friend Kendall. "Go ahead Carlitos."

James couldn't help but love Carlos for not asking too many questions, for he wasn't in the mood to talk about his mom just yet. James was also a bit nervous to really talk to Kendall for the first time. They'd met, but Kendall was too busy kissing Jo in the hallway to actually introduce himself.

"James, I'd like you to meet Kendall! My other best friend…that NEVER STOPS MAKING OUT WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND JO," Logan shouted into Kendall's ear. Kendall didn't flinch, and raised a hand up in acknowledgment. Kendall and Jo remained standing at her locker, kissing when Logan decided "Okay see you later then… Kendork." Logan waved a hand in disappointment and dragged James along to their next class that day.

James chuckled at the memory as he sat down and Logan hoisted himself onto the counter, grabbing an apple from the untouched basket of fruit his mother had put together. They listened as a frustrated Carlos talked to himself about how Kendall doesn't answer his texts.

"I'll just call him…he's probably having sex with that chick," Carlos growled.

"Good call," Logan said, pointing at Carlos while eating the apple.

James sat in the stool, admiring his two closest friends. He wondered if Kendall would mind that Logan and Carlos were James' best friends now, too—and if he would like James and Logan being together.

"Kendork you dumbass why didn't you answer your texts?" Carlos said annoyed, into the phone. We heard a quiet voice in Carlos' phone make up an excuse.

"Whatever man, are you busy with Jo or something?" Carlos asked, inspecting his nails as he listened to Kendall's response. Carlos' face went pale all of a sudden. "Wait…what," Carlos asked. James and Logan looked at each other in panic, and then to Carlos who was freaking out.

"Dude! What!" Carlos was pacing now. Logan and James started making hand motions and obnoxious gestures desperate to catch Carlos' attention, but the Latino kept pacing, either ignoring or not noticing the motions.

"I'm sorry man…" Carlos finally stopped pacing. Carlos didn't really look sorry—he was grinning now. "That sucks."

James and Logan once more turned to each other, and mouthed "What?" out of confusion. There was more silence as Carlos was listening to Kendall, before Carlos started talking again.

"So yeah, Logan's having a party tomorrow night—" Carlos started. "What? Yeah, we know. That's the point. We're stealing the people from Dak's party and moving it here, Dak's gonna be so angry," Carlos chuckled.

"Yeah! We need you man, we're gonna do this—all four of us, together," Carlos answered Kendall's questions about Dak.

"All four—oh! Right. James!" Carlos answered. James' stomach dropped, Kendall must not have cared for him all that much if he didn't know whom Carlos was talking about.

"Dude you've met him…yeah you have…you were too busy making out with that girl Jo or whatever," Carlos said looking over at James. "Whatever, just come over to Logan's so we can plan…it'll be like old times!"

Carlos pressed the 'end call' button, and shoved his phone back in his pocket, grinning to himself. He looked up at the ceiling for a moment, not acknowledging James or Logan, who were waiting for him to speak.

He finally met their gazes. "Kendall's coming!" he said, excitedly. Logan put a palm over his face, and James groaned.

"Oh, and James, he's really excited to re-meet you…he seemed really happy about you joining us three," Carlos said, smiling. Logan walked over to James and hugged his neck, smiling.

"See? He's not always ignorant and sucking face with that girlfriend of his," Logan chuckled, kissing James' cheek.

"Oh, right," Carlos said. "About Jo…"

Logan and James looked up at Carlos.

"He dumped her this afternoon while we were busy talking about them spending too much time together, isn't that ironic?" Carlos asked, grinning.

"Well…she was starting to get annoying anyways," Logan commented. "I guess I'm just happy we're gonna have our best friend back—sorry it had to happen this way."

"Dude no you're not," Carlos laughed, walking over to look out the window to see Kendall pulling in the driveway in his Audi convertible. "Someday I'll have that car," Carlos sighed, watching Kendall get out.

"Carlos…he made the money for the car…maybe if you weren't so lazy…" Logan teased, releasing a nervous James from his hold. Noticing his boyfriend was nervous for some strange reason, Logan found it necessary to kiss James for reassuring reasons.

James smiled into the kiss, nerves flying away for the moment. Logan pulled away, and went over to a drawer to pull something out he had remembered about for Carlos. "Oh, Carlos, my mom dug these out of the basement and figured you'd want to have them," Logan winked, and handed Carlos a set of Pokémon trading cards.

Carlos stood in awe, holding his hands out to receive the gift he thought of as something from God himself. "Dude! These are like, the best!" Carlos scanned through them, reading all of the names.

Yeah, James thought, why worry about my mom when I have these goofballs?

James POV:

The doorbell rang, and I jumped up to open it for Kendall—as Carlos and Logan were busy chatting about the holy poke-cards. Nothing to be worried about. As soon as I opened the door, I was taken aback by a hug from a tall blonde. "I am so sorry I didn't really introduce myself because of my stupid ex," he said, into the hug.

I chuckled. "Don't worry about it dude," I answered him.

"I'm Kendall," he laughed.

"James!" I smiled.

"And you and Logan are…" He asked, raising an eyebrow and making finger motions resembling 'together'.

"Yeah," I said, shoving my hands into my pocket.

"Good, it's time he moved on from that asshole," he said, closing the door behind him. "Carlos tells me you make him really happy."

I blushed. "I try."

He put a hand on my shoulder before walking into the kitchen. I stood in the entryway, just realizing what just happened. Huh, Kendall Knight likes Logan and me together. He likes me. Good…now that that's over with…

"Kendall look at these Pokémon trading cards Logan gave me!" I heard Carlos shout as soon as Kendall walked into the kitchen. I followed afterwards. I found Logan watching me, smiling. I walked over and sat down next to him on the stool again.

"He likes you," Logan turned and whispered into my ear. "Or else he would have come in here scowling as usual instead of smiling and hugging us both…" I turned and met his whispering lips and pulled them into a kiss.

"So we need a game plan," I spoke up, after seeing fireworks once more.

Kendall and Carlos both looked up and walked over to the counter in which Logan and I were sitting at.

"Kendall, you should start inviting people," I said. I was going to let Logan relax, and I would take control for him. Kendall nodded, smirking.

"Guys, I can call girls now and talk to them without Jo getting mad at me," Kendall laughed.

"What exactly happened?" Logan asked, curious.

"I'll tell you some other time. But for right now, we're focusing on you. Sorry. James, resume," Kendall apologized.

"Okay, now. You should tell them that Logan is inviting them to his house—and also tell them not to talk to Dak about it," I said, smiling mischievously. "The lesser he knows, the better this is."

"Obviously you've had your fair share of these, haven't you?" Kendall asked me, grinning.

"I do what I can. Now Carlos, you're in charge of food like you wanted, and Logie and I will take care of alcohol and drinks and that shit," I concluded.

Kendall and Carlos were smiling now. Logan grabbed his keys and I pulled on my jacket while Carlos pulled Mrs. Mitchell's keys out of his pockets and was about to leave—before Kendall spoke again.

"Wait!" Kendall said. He had everyone's attention. "We need like a.. Uh…like a break. You know? Like a team cheer! Like we used to do in little league hockey. James have you played any sports?" Kendall asked me. I shook my head, a little embarrassed.

"Well…everyone put your hands in then!" Carlos said, bouncing up and down in excitement. We all put our hands in. Kendall shouted "TEAM ON 3…1 2 3—"

"Team!" We all shouted before going our separate ways.

Logan and I got in his car, while Carlos hopped in Logan's mom's car.

"So how are we going to do this?" Logan asked, nervous.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, confused.

"We're not twenty-one…I don't know about LA but in Minnesota there's a drinking age," he said, furrowing his eyebrows while pulling his car out of the driveway in front of Carlos.

I smiled. "Obviously, honey, you don't know the James Diamond ways yet."

He looked at me, like I was crazy.

"I guess this is why I love you."

And we were off.

Logan POV:

Pulling into the liquor store parking lot, I was nervous.

"So we just have to buy small amounts at different places, let me do the talking," James instructed me. I nodded, swallowing before entering the store.

As soon as we entered the store, I felt eyes on us. Oh god… we probably look like we're five.

James immediately started charming a cashier, a young girl a little bit older than us. I couldn't help but feel raging jealousy as I watched him twirl her hair, telling her how cute she was, while she blushed and laughed obnoxiously.

I walked over, tapping him on the shoulder. He said, "Oh hey buddy," to me, before turning back to the girl. I was going to punch this bitch in the face.

He continued talking to her. "So my best friend Logan here, is throwing a party tomorrow night," he said, flashing a smile at her. Best friend?

At that moment I realized that this was part of the 'James Diamond ways' he mentioned. He wasn't actually flirting with her…I can solve ancient math problems but I can't figure out my boyfriend…

I smiled at the girl as well, flashing a fake smile. I had 'ways' too, James Diamond. I started 'flirting' as well.

"And I would definitely want someone as adorable as you to come over tomorrow night…I'll save you a dance," I said to her. She melted right there—two attractive boys flirting with her at once, and I could see it.

James glared at me. "But the thing is, we're a couple months under twenty one…and we were hoping you could let us slip for twenty one year olds," he lied to her.

I nodded, grabbing her hand and kissing it. James glared at me again, kicking my leg. I smirked back, wincing at the pain and patting his back. He stood up straighter, still angry.

"Well I guess I could let you two slide…" she smiled, acting cool.

"Thank you, lil' darling," I winked. I could almost hear her heart shattering, and I giggled before disappearing into the aisles. I heard James running after me.

"What the fuck was that?" James angrily whispered to me. I turned around smirking.

"Don't act like that wasn't the hottest thing you've ever seen me do to someone before. Especially a girl." I laughed, before bending over to pick up three bottles of vodka. Before I had the bottles in my hand though I was being wrestled to the floor. James pinned me down, and kissed me harder than ever before. If we weren't in a liquor store, I would suppose we would have ripped each other's clothes off within seconds.

"Please don't ever do that to me again—I'll probably have to punch whoever you flirt with straight in the face," he said, before calmly leaving me on the floor and picking up the three bottles I was going for before being attacked. I was left there, speechless.

I stood up, straightening my clothes and hair out, and bent down to pick up a couple packs of beer.

I held onto James' hand as he smiled and kissed me on our way to the cashier that was desperately awaiting our return. I dropped his hand as she rang us up. James leaned down to kiss me—almost forgetting the cashier we had been 'flirting' with five seconds ago, but I stomped on his foot, making him both yelp in pain as well as realize that he was crazy.

When he looked down at me angrily for hurting his foot, I couldn't help but smile and mouth out "I love you,"—attempting to not catch the cashier's attention.

"I wrote down my number on the receipt. I'll be waiting for that dance invite," she said, winking at me. I forced a smile and waved the number she gave me, before turning and pulling James along. We put the vodka bottles and beer in the trunk, and moved on to the next liquor store.

Before we got out of the car this time though, James stopped me.

"I swear to god, if you ever make me come close to hard by flirting with someone else again, I'll kill you," he said. He was still hung up on the last cashier.

"Don't worry baby," I laughed, before taking his face with both of my hands and pulling him in for a deep kiss. "I save all of my real love and attention for you."

He sat there, smiling like a five year old. I got out of the car and headed towards the door to the store, with James close behind.

"This time I'll start the talking," I chuckled.

James POV:

I stood watching Logan talk to the new cashier, completely tearing her apart emotionally. He stood there like I did, leaning over the register to talk to her, as if her life story were so important to him, like he truly cared. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't. With Logan, one couldn't tell. But I could, and he just wanted to show me his skills.

As soon as I got the 'ok' from him, I followed after into the aisles. We did the same thing, only this time we took more than the last store—knowing that people would be bringing alcohol as well.

My phone started vibrating in my pocket as we were checking out, and I pulled it out to answer it. It was a random number, so I answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey James, it's Kendall," I heard Kendall speak through the phone.

"What's up man? Invite enough people yet?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I got most people to come from my contacts and Carlos' and Logan's. This is gonna be great, Dak's gonna be so mad," I could practically hear his evil laughter from inside his head.

"So what did you need?" I asked him.

"Oh right, my hockey coach called and needed me to come to a captain's meeting tonight, so I'll be back at Logan's by 9:30-ish," he said.

"Got it, 9:30," I answered.

"Thanks man, hey, it's great to see Logan happy again, thank you," he said, before hanging up. Glad to know I helped more than just Logan by dating him...

"Who was that?" Logan asked, walking over with the large bags filled with drinks.

"Kendall," I answered, taking a bag from him, easing his load. "He's not gonna be back at your house until 9:30ish he said, hockey meeting or something."

"Oh, alright. Well let's head back and see if Carlos is there or something," he said.

He lead us out to his car, where we once again loaded the trunk with more alcohol. It was completely filled.

"What am I getting myself into…" he whispered before turning to face me.

I looked down at him, smiling.

"You worry too much," I said, before leaning down and closing the gap between our lips.

We drove back to the house, teasing each other about flirting with the cashiers. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as I thought of Logan calling the first girl "lil' darling." I was ears deep in an ocean of love for Logan. I wanted to punch myself for coming up with that cliché analogy. I almost teared up thinking about him leaving me for someone like the cashiers we charmed today to get drinks for our stupid rager.

Then who would I have? Certainly not my mom.

"Hey Logie," I asked him. "You won't leave me, will you?"

He looked over, still smiling from our joking around.

"What? Of course not!" he said, alarmed, pulling into the driveway and parking us there safely.

"Okay." I took his shock as a reassuring no, and I allowed myself to forget that I even thought about him letting me go.

I smiled at him, and he blushed. I threw my legs over the cupholders and stickshift in the car, and somehow managed to gracefully straddle him so I was sitting on his lap and facing him as I leaned down and kissed him, hard. My head was brushing against the roof of the car—no doubt messing up my hair, but I could care less. I had my Logie next to me; err, well, under me.

"But if you seriously dance with that bitch cashier tomorrow night," I started, teasing.

"I will break your dick."

"Ooh, promise me?" Logan smirked at me, eyes getting dark with lust. Seeing him like that made we want him that much more.

I leaned down again unable to resist and began to suck on his neck, making him groan. I sucked hard on his pulse point, and I could feel something hard pushing against my ass, while I was seated on his lap. I moaned at the wonderful feeling, and shivers went up and down my spine.

"Get inside, now," he growled as I jumped off his lap and basically ran inside. Ignoring Carlos' greeting and then his shouts for us to "get a room", we slammed against the door after we had closed it.

Logan pushed me off of him out of courtesy for Carlos and led me up the stairs.

We barely made it to the top before Logan pushed me down to the carpeted floor and straddled me, leaving me breathless. Maybe threatening to destroy his genitals is a huge turn on for my Logie…I love it.

He hunched over so he could kiss my neck, unbuttoning my shirt and running his hands all over my chest. I closed my eyes as I got shivers from his cold hands touching my skin. I grabbed for his waist so I could steady him on my waist.

I rolled my hips around under him, creating the delicious friction we had both been missing all week. Any stress I had left in my body flew away as soon as Logan was sucking on my nipples.

"FUCK LOGAN," I said with a harsh tone. I wanted him to keep doing it for the rest of time.

Soon my shirt was unbuttoned completely and I could feel my erect member rubbing against Logan's butt.

Logan threw his head back in pleasure as I continued to roll my hips into him. I took the hem of his shirt in my hands and pulled it up and over his head with his help. I sat up so we were sitting on the floor, with Logan's legs wrapped around my waist, our two clothed boners sitting in between us.

I reached down to cup his, and he placed his head on my shoulder, biting at the skin. I hissed in pain and pleasure, forgetting we were sitting at the top of the staircase, forgetting the argument I had with my mom, forgetting everything. Logan knew I loved bites and scratches when it came to intimacy, and I adored him for trying to make me feel wonderful. Now it was his turn. I leaned into him, making him fall backwards in surprise. He bumped his head on the carpet—but he then looked up at me, grinning as I sat on top of him, shirtless and all. Logan loved it when I played it rough.

I lay flush on top of him, rolling my hips more to create that beautiful friction once more. Logan moaned under me, grabbing on to my hips like I did his.

I bit down on the side of his neck, pulling and groaning. It disturbed me how much of an animal I sounded like—but I didn't mind it at the same time, and Logan sure as hell didn't either.

He shouted out as soon as I hit his pulse point with my teeth.

"James," he whispered out heavily.

"We should probably get back down to Carlos," I teased, winking at him when he gave me a death glare.

"Don't even think ab—" I took that moment to reach down and stroke him through his pants. I slowly lowered myself down to that area and unzipped his jeans with my teeth, as he watched with his eyes blown with amazement. He was cut short of whatever he was going to finish that sentence with, as his hard member was set free under his boxers.

I soon pulled down the boxers, and dove in.

I licked the head of his dick, holding on to it with my hand. I listened as Logan writhed under my control, loving the feeling of my mouth around him. He made a squawk of a noise as he tried to tell me something, but simply couldn't because I was so distracting with my tongue.

Soon he was exploding into my mouth, and I swallowed all that he gave me.

He sat up, and passed a hand through his face before speaking.

"Shit."

I winked at him, setting him off before he pushed me down and returned the favor, kissing me everywhere before blowing me so hard I could have sworn he almost killed me. After spilling straight down his throat, he sat up, swallowed and then smirked at me. I smiled back, trying to catch my breath after so many desperate shouts and moans.

Carlos yelled up the stairs. "Groan one more time I'll come up there and break it up."

I laughed and pulled Logan down to rest on my chest and the rest of my tired body.

"It's okay, we're done blowing each other anyways Carlitos," Logan said, loud enough for Carlos to hear. We heard a sickened groan from downstairs, and we both chuckled before I realized my eyes were drooping.

"I should get you jealous more often," I heard Logan whisper to me before I let myself drift asleep in the hallway with my boyfriend on top of me.

Logan POV:

"Jesus Christ," was the phrase I woke up to and saw Kendall staring down at us in shock. And by us, I meant James and I lying flat pressed against each other, naked, in my hallway.

"Like what you see?" I smiled, reaching an arm out and feeling around for my shirt or something to cover myself up in front of my best friend.

"You're gross, I just need to get tape from your room," he said, shielding his eyes with his hand.

"Why?" I asked him; taking the time he gave me with covering his eyes to find my boxers and shove them on before I stood up and grabbed James clothes and put them on top of his exposed anatomy.

"Carlos ripped one of the pokemon cards you gave him this afternoon and he's almost in tears," Kendall explained.

"Well go ahead, but hurry because I don't think James would be comfortable waking up to you staring at us naked…" I winked.

"I don't think I would be comfortable with you two doing stuff in the hallway—oh wait, you already did," he mused.

"Dude, my house, my rules," below us a fast asleep James groaned and tightened his eyes shut more before opening them right after Kendall escaped the scene of the crime.

He looked up at me, realizing where we were, as well as his naked body.

He smiled at me.

I crouched down in my boxers, and he propped his torso up with his elbows. We kissed for a few seconds before he finally pulled away and said "Hello babe," and leaned in for another kiss.

"OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY?" Kendall once more, who had found the tape and emerged from my room, interrupted us. I groaned.

"Again, my house, my rules," I said, a little annoyed that my friends wouldn't let me make out with my boyfriend in front of them.

"I mean don't get me wrong I love you two together, but please, keep the PDA to a low level," he ranted.

I winked at him. "We'll see. You should have been here when we were blowing each other right where you're standing," I joked.

He jumped and squealed a little bit.

"Gross! Logan!"

"Now you know how Carlos and I felt about you and Jo."

"Hey!" Kendall said, getting defensive. James sat back against the wall, enjoying this friendly argument.

"My house. My rules." I said, sticking out my tongue.

Kendall rolled his eyes.

"When you guys decide to clothe yourself, come downstairs. We can't plan this party alone, Carlos will probably rip another Pokémon card if you don't hurry up."

"Carlos ripped one of those things already?" James chuckled.

"Yeah…Now where were we?" I started to lean down to kiss him after Kendall went down the stairs, but I was interrupted when James said, "Nope. Let's go shower."

He winked at me.

"Alright."