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I really love all you guys so much, and your support means the world to me.
To the blonde's relief, Mrs. Knight had come home in absolute panic mode, having nothing ready for their trip the next day.
"Boys!" She exclaimed, the three present members of Big Time Rush standing obediently in a row. "We leave tomorrow morning! If everything isn't packed up by tonight, there's no way we're getting out of here on time!" The boys blinked, only some what understanding what their maternal figure was trying to express. She rolled her eyes,
"Go pack your bags!" Mrs. Knight exclaimed. Kendall exhaled in relief, deciding to lock his door and take as much time as possible while filling his suitcase. The longer he could avoid his mother, the longer he could avoid the inevitably awkward conversation about the mistaken text messages.
Logan Mitchell (3:14pm): I just don't understand how you forwarded them to your mom!
Logan responded, after Kendall told the boy all about what he'd done.
Kendall Knight (3:14pm): Technology hates me
Logan Mitchell (3:14pm): No. Kendall, you were just being careless!
Kendall Knight (3:14pm): And now it's my fault?
Logan Mitchell (3:15pm): Yes. It is totally your fault that you forwarded the texts that were meant for me to your mother.
Logan Mitchell (3:15pm): You need to pay more attention. Seriously, thank God they went to your mom. What if they went to Gustavo or Griffin or James or someone like that? Can you imagine explaining our relationship to them? Really.
Kendall Knight (3:15pm): ...
Logan Mitchell (3:15pm): Great job, Kendall.
Logan Mitchell (3:15pm): That is seriously the dumbest thing I think you've ever done
Logan Mitchell (3:16pm): Good job.
Kendall Knight (3:16pm): Logan, seriously
Kendall Knight (3:16pm): I'm freaking out, ok?
Kendall Knight (3:16pm): Can you please relax?
Kendall Knight (3:16pm): Not that I don't love being yelled at over text or anything
Logan Mitchell (3:16pm): Sorry
Logan Mitchell (3:16pm): I just don't understand how you managed to do that...
Kendall Knight (3:16pm): Stop. I said stop, Logan. Seriously.
Logan Mitchell (3:16pm): Sorry...
Kendall Knight (3:16pm): Thanks
Logan Mitchell (3:16pm): So... What did she say?
Kendall Knight (3:17pm): What do u mean?
Logan Mitchell (3:17pm): When you told your Mom we're dating?
Kendall Knight (3:17pm): what?
Logan Mitchell (3:18pm): What?
Kendall Knight (3:18pm): What?
Logan Mitchell (3:18pm): Well... did she know the texts were to me?
Kendall Knight (3:18pm): Idk
Kendall Knight (3:19pm): But I told u
Kendall Knight (3:19pm): She was like
Kendall Knight (3:19pm): "DERP DE DERP WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER BYE"
Kendall Knight (3:20pm): And then she sent us all to pack
Logan Mitchell (3:21pm): She didn't ask?
Kendall Knight (3:21pm): She did
Kendall Knight (3:21pm): She said we'd talk about it later tho
Logan Mitchell (3:22pm): Oh
Kendall Knight (3:22pm): yeah
Kendall Knight (3:23pm): What do i do if she asks again?
Logan Mitchell (3:23pm): Not "if". She's definitely going to ask. Just tell her the truth.
Logan Mitchell (3:34pm): You're not going to be able to avoid her. She's your mother, and she'll be fine with it.
Logan Mitchell (3:50pm): Kendall?
Kendall Knight (3:59pm): Sorry
Kendall Knight (4:02pm): I had to help Carlos reach something on a high shelf
Logan Mitchell (4:04pm): Lol
Kendall Knight (4:05pm): Ya
Logan Mitchell (4:06pm): Kendall.
Kendall Knight (4:07pm): What
Logan Mitchell (4:07pm): Relax.
Kendall Knight (4:08pm): I can't D^:
Later that night, Gustavo came by to talk to Mrs. Knight again. The two had a long, pleasant conversation about Logan's Grandmother, as the heavy producer wanted to get the woman and her husband a gift.
"Get her a waffle maker!"Carlos suggested, walking out into the kitchen with a bag over his shoulder, "Old people love waffles!"
"Oh good!" Mrs. Knight said, turning to face the small Latino boy. "You've finished packing!" Carlos furrowed his eyebrows.
"What?" He asked. "Oh! Oh, no. These are just James's Cuda products!" Mrs. Knight frowned.
"Finish packing, Carlos." She instructed, pointing a long finger towards his room. The Latino sighed, dropping the bag by the fridge before he left.
The following morning went rather smoothly, with the three Knights plus Carlos, James, Gustavo and Kelly piling onto the plane hardly a minute before the doors closed.
Logan Mitchell (8:16am): Have a great trip :^)
Kendall Knight (8:16am): I will
Kendall Knight (8:16am): I'll even save u my complimentary cocktail peanuts
Logan Mitchell (8:17am): ...I hate nuts
Kendall Knight (8:17am): Except for mine ;^)
Logan Mitchell (8:17am): Inappropriate.
Logan Mitchell (8:18am): And they don't serve nuts, they serve plantain chips
Kendall Knight (8:18am): What?
Kendall Knight (8:20am): No body likes plantain chips!
Logan Mitchell (8:21am): We've had this discussion before. Someone must like 'em if they keep on making them.
Kendall Knight (8:21am): I guess
Kendall Knight (8:21am): The plane's boarding now tho, so I g2g
Kendall Knight (8:22am): See you soon :^)
Logan Mitchell (8:23am): Have a safe trip, dear
Logan Mitchell (8:23am): I love you
Kendall Knight (8:23am): I love you, too :^)
"Dogs," Gustavo said as he squeezed through the isle, "and Mama dog." Mrs Knight's eye brows furrowed in offense. "I'll be up there with people more my speed. I'll see you when we land." The man had gotten only himself a ticket to first class, leaving everyone else in coach, which no one actually seemed to mind. The ride was only two hours long, but with the pompous producer so close, it undoubtedly would have felt like more.
"So..." Mrs. Knight said, as everyone else took their seats. The red headed woman sat right in the middle of her two kids, while James and Carlos occupied the seats directly behind her. Kendall turned his head, too excited to engage in a conversation. He was literally digging his finger nails into the arm rests, and kicking his feet back and fourth against the seats like a child.
"Stop it," Hissed the little boy who sat in front of him. Kendall looked away and whistled innocently.
"How's Jo?" Mrs. Knight asked. The blonde furrowed his eyebrows.
"Uh..." He replied, "I haven't spoken to her since..." Kendall tried to think. A while. His ex-girlfriend moved away what couldn't have been less than 6 months ago. Kendall didn't deal with those sort of things well, and made all the effort to ignore her phone calls, texts and emails. She actually just recently gave up on trying to contact him.
"Oh." Mrs. Knight returned, awkwardly. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and scrolled through the inbox, "Then who's sugar booger?"
Kendall cringed. He'd been so preoccupied with planning the things he would do to Logan once they were in the same room again, that he'd temporarily forgotten about the texts he'd sent to his mother by mistake.
"Sugar booger?" James snorted. Carlos fell over, smacking his head into the chair in front of him, his laughter so difficult to contain.
"SUGAR BOOGER." Kendall felt his face burn.
"Um..." He said, rubbing at the sweat on his neck. Katie looked to her brother, and rolled her eyes tiredly.
"Obviously he was just joking. Chill out, guys." While Kendall appreciated what his sister was trying to do, it was going to be difficult to avoid for very much longer.
"Oh," Carlos said before entirely losing interest and plugging his ears with headphones so he could listen to the "Nyan Cat" song on repeat for the next twp hours.
"The texts were for Logan." Kendall explained, keeping his voice just above a whisper so only his mother could hear. The woman deserved to know. And even if he could pull some sort of brilliant lie out of his butt, it would just be easier in the long run to tell her the truth.
Mrs. Knight caught her jaw as it threatened to fall to the ground, and Katie rolled her eyes, again.
"Well, duh."
Kendall blinked, turning to his sister. "What?" He asked, "What do you mean 'well duh'?"
"You think you're so sneaky when you check him out as he's walking around the Palm Woods pool in nothing but those shorty shorts-"
"Katie." Mrs. Knight warned, her voice calm yet edgy. She turned to face her oldest, her face distorted in concern and confusion.
"What do you mean those texts were for Logan?" Kendall inhaled, bravely. There was no going back now.
"I'm gay." He said, surprised at how small his voice sounded. James poked his head through, visibly inserting himself into the conversation again.
"Who's gay?"
"Kendall." Katie returned, non-nonchalantly. James snorted, as if the thought was absolutely absurd.
"Kendall's not gay!"
"Ok, he's not." Katie said flatly, before rolling her eyes. James nodded,
"Don't joke about that, Katie." He warned, falling back into his seat. "It's rude."
Mrs. Knight put her hand over her son's, and brought her face in a little too close.
"Honey..." She said, lightly.
"I'm gay, Mom." Mrs. Knight's face paled.
"...Oh." She said, turning to face her youngest. Katie had her face buried in her nintendo game, as the conversation didn't interest her in the least.
"And you and Logan are..."
"Together," He mouthed the words, hoping that James and Carlos wouldn't be able to hear. To his good fortune, the pair had tuned out entirely just moments before.
"Ah," Mrs. Knight replied. She flopped her back head against the seat, and rubbed at her temple. Kendall looked on, nervously.
"Were you going to tell me?" Kendall blushed, as he realized that he probably would have kept it a secret for as long as possible.
"Of course," He lied through his teeth. Mrs. Knight relaxed slightly, relieved by the fact that she would have found out anyway.
"Are you..." He started, his heart beating so fast, it was almost unbearable, "Are you ok with this?" Mrs. Knight swallowed, then pressed her hand against her oldest's knee.
"All I want," She said, sad that she had to force a smile, "is for you to be happy and healthy." Kendall blinked, getting ready to call her out on her poor acting skills. He decided to drop it, realizing that his mother would adjust over time. Kendall cuddled against her arm, and shut his eyes, pleased that she was at the very least trying to act like it didn't matter.
"I love you, sweetie," She said, pressing a kiss to the top of his head as he drifted off to sleep.
Kendall Knight (11:15pm): Hey beautiful.
"Kendall, put your phone away!" James hissed, hovering over the seat in front of him as the plane skid into the ground.
"...And we want to thank you for flying with us today. Flight attendants, prepare the cabin for arrival. Feel free to take out your cellphones-"
"Ha," Kendall said, smugly. James pursed his lips, and turned back to his seat.
The plane arrived in the great state of Texas, at around 11:20 that morning. Kendall stretched stiffly, having slept the entire ride over, and took the liberty of handling all the carry-on bags (aside from James's, who pretended his duel duffle bags filled with Cuda products were for a rare, practically unheard of medical condition) as the 6 or so of them walked through the isle and off the plane
"Wow," Carlos said, admiring the scenery. "Texas sure does look a lot like an airport."
Logan Mitchell (11:25pm): I'm assuming you've landed if you're able to text me?
Kendall Knight (11:31pm): How did you know
Kendall Knight (11:31pm): My boyfriend must be magic
Logan Mitchell (11:32pm): Because you can't text in the sky
Logan Mitchell (11:32pm): I am magic though, yes.
Kendall Knight (11:32pm): I'm not in the sky
Logan Mitchell (11:32pm): I figured as much. Where are you guys?
Kendall Knight (11:32pm): I'm actually in outer space
Logan Mitchell (11:32pm): That's great, Kendall.
Kendall Knight (11:33pm): I'm texting u from Jupiter
Logan Mitchell (11:33pm): I didn't realize there were cell phone towers on planets other than Earth.
Kendall Knight (11:33pm): There totally are
Kendall Knight (11:33pm): I'd take a picture but my phone's low on battery...
Logan Mitchell (11:34pm): Pity.
Kendall Knight (11:34pm): Quite
Logan Mitchell (11:34pm): And everyone else is where?
Kendall Knight (11:34pm): Baggage claim
Logan Mitchell (11:34pm): And you are?
Kendall Knight (11:34pm): Baggage claim
Kendall Knight (11:34pm): Oh,
Kendall Knigth (11:34pm): Did you get me my Texas socks btw?
Logan Mitchell (11:35pm): What are "Texas socks?"
Kendall Knight (11:35pm): U forgot?
Kendall Knight (11:35pm): ...U said u'd get me Texas socks.. :^(
Logan Mitchell (11:35pm): Oh! Right; I was supposed to get you a souvenir..
Kendall Knight (11:36pm): No
Kendall Knight (11:36pm): I wanted special socks from Texas
Kendall Knight (11:36pm): Did u get me special socks from Texas?
Logan Mitchell (11:37pm): No, but you can have one of my old pairs if you'd like
Kendall Knight (11:37pm): My boyfriend's old socks?
Kendall Knight (11:37pm): What could be more romantic?
Logan Mitchell (11:37pm): Maybe two socks?
Kendall Knight (11:39pm): Whoa cowboy.
Kendall Knight (11:39pm): Slow down.
Kendall Knight (11:39pm): We haven't even been together a month
Kendall Knight (11:39pm): Take it easy
Logan Mitchell (11:39pm): Whoa there
Kendall Knight (11:40pm): Whoa there.
Logan Mitchell (11:40pm): Are you done getting your luggage?
Kendall Knight (11:41pm): Just about
Kendall Knight (11:41pm): I told Carlos I'd give him a piggy back ride to the car if he carried my bags
Logan Mitchell (11:42pm): If you're carrying Carlos and Carlos is carrying your bags... you're still carrying your bags...
Kendall Knight (11:42pm): ...Maybe I'll just give him money
Kendall was the first to step onto the escalator, his fingers moving speedily against the miniscule keyboard.
"Watch where you're going, Kendall." Mrs. Knight warned, tiredly. The blonde nodded, before bumping into an older man in a sombrero.
"Aye aye aye!" The man complained, his round stomach knocking Kendall to the ground.
"Carlos, look, it's future you!" James teased, as he grabbed the blonde's outstretched hand, helping him back onto his feet. The Latino furrowed his eye brows as he watched the man walk off in the opposite direction.
"Nah," He said seriously, "I'll definitely have more facial hair." The other boys snickered, and then followed Mrs. Knight to the lobby, luggage in hand.
"Where are they picking us up?" Carlos asked, dropping his bags on a nearby bench as the five began to set up camp temporarily. Gustavo and Kelly had gone off in a taxi, not wanting to be late for the party that started tomorrow afternoon.
"Logan and his mother should be here already." Said Mrs. Knight, craning her neck as to look over the hectic throng that flooded the airport lobby. Kendall did the same, his heart rate painfully quick. It was a matter of minutes before he'd get to see Logan again. Sure- he'd seen him hundreds, thousands of times before today. He'd seen him every day since the day he was born... which was why he instantly recognized the back of his head only a couple of feet away.
"Logan," He said, breathlessly, his lips turning up into a grin.