KENDALL'S POV

I woke up with a huge pouding in my head. It really wasn't a good idea drinking all of that alcohol. I rolled over and noticed James sleeping soundlessly. And shirtless. I looked down at myself. So was I. Oh my God. Please don't tell me we had drunk sex. All I remember was that he didn't want me and I threw up on him then fell asleep.

"Morning." he mumbled, his eyes fluttering open.

"M-Morning."

My god he was beautiful with his messy hair and somewhat rosy cheeks.

"So last night was fun." he winked.

I sat up and stared blankly at the wall.

"D-Did we do anything...sexual?"

I hope he says no. Please don't say yes. I mean don't get me wrong, I wanted to have sex with him but I wanted it to be something we both would remember. I didn't want to be another one of his hookups.

"What didn't we do." I felt him sit up and kiss my bare shoulder.

I wanted to melt. His lips were warm and oh so soft. They felt so good, sending tingles all throughout my body.

"We had such a sexually filled night. I'm sad you don't remember." he said and kissed my neck.

I gulped and pushed him away.

"I-I-I have to get to work." I scrambled out of bed and ran into the bathroom.

Was he telling the truth? Why was I feeling things that I couldn't even name? Why does he have this kind of effect on me? The door opened and James walked in.

"I was joking, we didn't do anything." he said standing against the door frame.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"You wanted me so bad last night. Why are you acting like you don't anymore?"

He actually sounded a tiny bit hurt. I looked at him but his facial expression was neutral. If there was even a bit of hurt, it disappeared.

"I'm not ready for a relationship." I shrugged putting toothpaste on my toothbrush.

"Who said I wanted a relationship?"

I rolled my eyes. "Well I don't want to be a random hookup either." I started brushing my teeth.

"How about friends with benefits?" he suggested.

"I hon hink so." I said with a mouth full of toothpaste.

"What?"

I spat it out. "I said I don't think so."

"I'll get you to change your mind sooner or later." he winked and skipped out of the room.

Forget sooner or later, you make me want to fuck you seneless right now. I rinsed out my mouth and headed downstairs. James was singing at the top of his lungs . I exchanged a look with a laughing Carlos.

"What is he so happy about?" I asked looking at James.

He was flawless. And his voice is amazing. He should think about going into singing.

"He landed a roll in a movie."

Carlos was making something in a pot and it smelled great.

"What are you making? It smells good." I told him.

"Soup. Logan's sick." he replied pouring it into a bowl.

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." James yelled smirking. "Taking good care of your boyfriend I see?"

"What?" I asked, slightly confused.

"Yeah, Logan totally wants Carlos' dick and I think Carlos wants Logan's." James winked at me.

I raised my eyebrows. That will be a nice change for Logan. Someone taking care of Logan other than me, although I never really took care of him. I tried but he never let me. All he did was push me away. Especially after everything that went down with Camille and Jett. He hasn't let anyone in since. Carlos took the tray and headed to Logan's room. I made myself some coffee and was about to head out the door when James words stopped me.

"I'm not a whore." he said barely audible.

"I never said you were." I replied, unable to turn around and look him in the eye.

"But you believed Carlos."

Man, now I felt bad. I was a jerk. I judged him even before I got to know him.

"I'm sorry..." I said.

"Don't worry about it. Everyone judges me before they get to know me. I just...just thought you were different." he said sadly then shuffled his way out of the kitchen.

What's one word for stupid?

Oh yeah that's right. Kendall. He probably hates me. Fuck me. My phone vibrated, my boss texting me that I'm late. I rolled my eyes and drove to work.

I couldn't focus at all. I messed up people's orders and also spilled coffee on a few people. I am so getting fired but I didn't care about that. The tone of James voice wouldn't leave my head. That's all I could think of. I couldn't shake it out of my head and it made me feel like the biggest ass on the planet. After the mess I made in the shop Goerge forced me to go to the back and stack boxes. I could care less about the boxes. I was thinking of ways to get James to not hate me. Maybe I can take him out. Mhm. I was planning out the perfect date when I heard the door slam. It was Logan.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

He closed the door and collapsed on one of the boxes. Lucky for him it wasn't empty and neither was there anything hard in it. His response was a nasty cough.

"How did Carlos not make you stay at home? To get better?"

"I'm actually here to talk about him." he cleared his throat and sat up.

I looked at him, waiting to explain.

"There's something wrong with me." he blurted out.

"What?" I asked.

"I t-think I have feeligs for Carlos." he said, avoiding eye contact.

"Okay...And what's the problem?"

"That I feel things for him and weren't you the one who told me that I shouldn't have hired him?"

He coughed again. But this time for about 10 minutes, not letting me get a word in.

"You done now?" I asked when he paused.

He held his finger up and continued.

"C'mon." I frowned.

"I'm sorry I'm sick!" he snapped.

"That's why you should go home and let Carlos take care of you." I told him.

His cheeks turned bright pink and I smiled.

"I like Carlos and he's a really sweet guy, you should let him in." I continued.

He shook his head. "I can't."

"He likes you, don't push him away." I said.

"You know what happened last time." he said quietly.

He was talking about letting Jett into his life. The one man that took everything from him. I sighed.

"Carlos isn't going to do that." I said softly.

"And that's what I thought when I let him in." he shook his head furiously, as if trying to shake the horrible memory away and got up.

He turned the doorknob and opened the door.

"I'll see you at home." he sniffled.

I stared after him as I watched him walk out of the coffee shop. It's time you move on Logan. To someone you deserve. You need to be happy and I'm going to make sure you let Carlos in but right after I fix my problem with James.

pretty short chapter and i'm sorry for that!

if anyone's reading my meet me halfway fic it will be updated sometime this week :)

i was also thinking of adding a smut in here somewhere but that's probably not going to happen, ahaha.