James
Wow, neither of us has even eaten yet and we are going to get ice cream? God, Kendall can be such a fat ass sometimes. It's like, what, 12:30? Though to be honest I'm not gonna argue it, I have a shameful weakness for ice cream. I got one kiss and he is gonna buy me ice cream, he doesn't know that yet. We are now in his car driving towards town and the radio is blasting with the windows down. It's getting closer to fall again so it's starting to get a bit chilly but that doesn't stop us from taking advantage of what little bit of warmth we have left. Usually I would be acting childish and ignoring him for not giving me what I want but I know that I'm better than that and he deserves better than that. He is only doing what I told him I wanted. God, I don't deserve him.
It actually feels like old times now. Just two friends driving around town, being loud and obnoxious, not caring what anyone says. God, I have wanted this so bad, and now I'm cherishing it because the last thing I was is for it to end before I get the chance to actually soak up the moment. I have one arm on the window sill with the hand hanging loosely in the wind and my other arm on the arm rest right next to Kendall's. We aren't actually touching but we are so close that I can feel his body heat. If this is how thing's stay then I'm ok with it, though, it may not be easy all the time. I will now always think of him in a romantic sense.
"Oh! I love this song!" He screams over the already loud music before turning the volume up even higher. I smile at him and he looks beautiful. Smiling back at me, the sun shining off of his summer tanned skin, and the wind blowing through his sun bleached hair. Wow, I'm such a chick I can hardly stand myself.
I smiled even wider when I realized what song it was. If I Had You, Adam Lambert, fuck yeah! We pull up to a stop light as the chorus begins and we are singing it to each other, ok this isn't singing, this is more screaming. I look behind him and I can't help but laugh when I spot the old man glaring at us from his car. Kendall stops singing, screaming, and confusion flashes across his features before he turns and starts laughing himself, earning us a darker glare before he speeds off. We turn the corner and pull into Twisters before we quickly hop out of the truck and to the counter.
"Hey guys, what can I get ya?" The young women behind the window asked.
We both study the menu for a moment before I figure out what I want and tell her. Kendall is waiting patiently before I say, "well, aren't you going to order?"
He raises his eye brows and counters, "Aren't you going to pay?"
"Nah, I thought you could pick this one up for me, since you know, you deny me in harsher ways." I lean against the counter as he glares at me before placing his own order and paying a whopping $6.00. Ooh, so much!
When she walks away he turns to me and I think he might be a little mad, "Really? I'm the one who denied you? I'm pretty sure you are the one who denied me."
"Yeah, but I tried to go back! I want you, Kendall. All of you!" My heart is pounding in my chest and my stomach is twisting. I didn't think that saying it would have this effect on me. Maybe since I hadn't said it I didn't believe it, but it's out in the open now and there is no taking that back.
He shakes his head and I can tell that he is fighting his own internal battle now, "No, James. I'm doing this to make you happy. I'm doing what you asked of me. Like you said, we need to start over if anything is going to work, and I believe it will if we take your advice. We didn't talk in our relationship, now we can, I don't know what the difference is now but we can talk…well, kinda."
I know he is right, so fucking right, but that doesn't mean that this is easy. It's not easy, at all. Kendall isn't stupid, and I think that is why we ended up like this in the first place. I know that I had whored around a lot before all this went down and he had a reason to be weary of my commitment, but he is over it, I think, and if we do this we will go in with all of our trust. We just need to keep talking and be open to each other, and fucking hell if I let him go again once we get our shit together!
"Jamie, please, I'm just trying to make you happy and do what's best for you." Kendall says and it sounds as if he is pleading with me. God, I love him so fucking much I could kiss him, and believe me, I would if I didn't think he might punch me this time.
"One M&M flurry" A voice says from behind me and I jump slightly after being consumed in my own little world. I snatch it off the counter before taking a bite and it is so good I can't help but let out a moan.
"Please, don't-"
I cut him off with my own words and he glares as I speak, "Wait, I wanna say a few things. First, don't call me Jamie, you know I hate it, I'm not a chick. Second, you do make me happy, mostly because you buy me ice cream." I can't help but smile his glare darkens. "And third, if I get fat I blame you." He rolls his eyes as I point at him with my spoon.
"Here is you're Mint Oreo, Kendall." The girl says and gives Kendall her best smile. Oh, hell no.
I push myself off the counter before I move to Kendall's other side. I make a point to put my hand under his shirt resting it on his bare hip before pulling him close to me. I'm pretty sure he is in shock because he is not fighting me at all. I watch as she backs away slightly and her smile falls as she stares at where my hand is, "I'm sorry, enjoy you're day." And then she is gone.
I dig my fingers into his hip and lead him to at hill to sit on and eat. I finally let go so he can sit first before I sit down next to him. "Was that necessary?"
"What? She is a dirty, future boyfriend stealing, bitch." I take a bite of my ice cream and let my head fall back in pleasure. Remember me saying that I had a shameful weakness for ice cream? Yeah, it's still applied.
"James. Please don't make that face." He is pleading again.
"What one? This one?" I do it again this time adding a moan.
He slaps my shoulder and I can't help but laugh. "Yes, dumbass, that one!"
"Aw why?"
"You know why." He is pouting and suddenly it hits me. I have a plan and hopefully he goes for it. I let this idea sink it as we eat in silence before I try to bring it up to him.
"Kendall?"
"Hm?"
"I have a plan but you have to hear me out before you cut me off. Ok?" I turn so that I'm facing him.
He is looking at me quizzically and I know that I just have to say it, "So, I was thinking, how about we give this a week. Just friends, no kissing no jealously no nothing. Just the way we were before ok? And if by the end of the week we haven't fought or pounced on each other we can try dating again." He opens his mouth to say something and I hold up my hand. "But! If we do get pissy if someone flirts with one of us or we kiss or anything that we wouldn't have done before we dated then we push it back another week. It will make us get our shit together and we have something to look forward to."
"James, I'm not sure if this is a good idea."
"Kendall, it will be fine. What do we have to loose anyway?" And it's true. Even if this doesn't work then it doesn't matter. Its seven days of hell we have to get through before we can get to the prize at the end. And for me, that would be a make out session with my favorite green-eyed blonde.
"Ugh!" Yup, he is gonna do it. "Fine! But if this doesn't work!"
"Whatcha gonna do if it doesn't? Hm?" I'm smiling now because I feel like we are finally working towards something. And we are both quite competitive.
"Nothin." He sounds defeated but that is only because I know he is scared but doesn't wanna show it. I think he is trying to act mad at me but I couldn't care less if he were mad at me. I'm gonna get him back in my arms in a week and that is where he is gonna stay. "When does this start?"
"How about now?" I ask him with a shrug because honestly why not? Why not a lot of fucking things, right?
"Alright, you're on Diamond. Do you really think you can go a week without trying to feel me up?" he asks teasingly obviously over whatever was messing with him.
"Oh, I got this one in the bag. No problems." He laughs and I shove him slightly, "Shake on it, Knight!" I hold out my hand and he shakes it not letting up on the smug smile.
I lay back into the grass with my arms crossed behind my head and look up at the sky soaking up the sun. I see him do the same out of the corner of my eye and I have to resist the urge to move closer to him. If I can think of it as a competition and not think of it as I can't touch Kendall then I will do this. He better not fuck it up for me because the second he messes up I'm going down on him because I'm not wasting that. I close my eyes and enjoy the sun.
A half hour later he is slapping my knee telling me to get up because Carlos is going to be at his house soon. We head back to his place and I would be lying if I said I'm not stoked to see how this plays out in our very near future. Carlos is gonna die when he finds out and well, Logan will probably lecture us about how stupid we are for many reasons.
Alright guys. I wanted to stop this here because this chapter would be obnoxious if I didn't. I'm sorry I take so long to update it but the family computer broke so everyone thought it would be ok to use my lap top. Please let me know what you think! Sorry for all the dialog. I hope you enjoyed. I have plans for the next chapter.