Kendall stormed into his house, slamming the front door behind him. His mother looked up at him to reprimand him for slamming the door, only to rush to grab him into a hug when she saw the tears streaming down his face.

"Oh, sweetie, what's wrong?" Mrs. Knight cooed at her son as he started sobbing in her arms.

"I...(hiccup)...I think...(sob)...I think James and I broke up."

"What? Honey, what happened?"

"I went over (sniff) to his house...(sob)...to see if he was o-okay, and he-he...(hiccup, sob)...he told me he didn't want my help and I-I got...(sniff)...mad...and I-I yelled at him, and then...I think...I think I du-(sob)dumped him!"

Mrs. Knight was silent for a while, thinking carefully about what to tell her son. Finally, she said, "Oh, Kendall. Sweetie, I think you two just need some time to calm down. This whole situation has been hard on both of you, James especially, and I think you just took it out on each other." Kendall wiped his nose on his sleeve and nodded. "Why don't you get ready for bed, I'll make you some hot cocoa."

"Alright. Thanks, Mom." Mrs. Knight ruffled his hair and sent him upstairs to his room to change while she headed to the kitchen.

Kendall climbed the stairs to his room slowly, his crying-induced headache making it hurt for him to move fast. The blonde turned his nob and shut his door behind him before taking in a shaky breath. He hoped his mom was right, that they just needed some time to cool off before they could talk it out and get back to being like they used to be.

Kendall couldn't honestly remember his life before James. Sure, he knew it was there, but it wasn't very wonderful. James had come into Kendall's life during the time he liked to call 'When Dad was a douche bag'. His parents had fought a lot, Kendall later learned that his father was actually beginning a different family on the other side of the county. James had moved into the house two down from Kendall's with his mom and dad (his mom walked out on the family two months later, leaving James with an abusive father.). Kendall and James had quickly become friends, and they had been inseparable since. When they started dating in high school, everyone thought that it was about freaking time, because it was obvious that the two were in love with each other.

James was Kendall's other half; hell, he was Kendall's better half. The one who managed to keep Kendall's temper in check, the one who was there anytime Kendall's father decided to check on his first set of kids. James was the one Kendall went to for anything and everything.

His mother calling his name brought Kendall out of his thoughts, and he quickly changed into sweats and a long-sleeved thermal shirt before heading downstairs.

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So I know it's short, but I just needed to get Kendall's immediate reaction to the break-up out of the way before I moved on.

This chapter is for my far-off, far-gone, far-too-far-away best friend (you know who you are.). I hate you. A lot. You and your grammar-Nazi self. Grr. BTW: Soph's decided that we need to have a post-Christmas Mary social gathering, and had volunteered your house, because she doesn't want it at hers. Just letting you know.

So my musical inspiration consisted of one musical group: Jonas Brothers. Pre-Lines, Vines, and Trying Times, of course. Seriously, I just took iTunes off shuffle and let it play down my Jonas Brothers songs. I feel that Kendall's outlook on his and James's relationship is very Jonas-y, whereas James's is more Taylor Swift.

Well, [insert Porky Pig here] That's all folks!

Xoxo, UB