From House to Home
Chapter 14: Boyfriend
AU. Logan Mitchell is a medical student who works as a radio-jockey to make money. Kendall Knight is a cashier who aspires to be a hockey player. When Kendall gives Logan an offer he can't refuse, they discover how far true love can be tested. KOGAN. This story is dedicated to one of the nicest and sweetest writers on this site, Lovin' Big Time Rush!
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Kendall sped as fast as he could to the supermarket, James and Carlos grinning like children. All of their hearts were racing with anticipation as they slowly curbed into the parking lot of the supermarket. Kendall had already devised an ingenious plan—a plan that would not only humiliate Jett, not only avenge Logan, but also piss off Gustavo. He had shared this plan with Carlos and James, and they both readily agreed to it. They needed to do this for their Logan.
"So I'll start talking to Jett, and then James, you grab the microphone in the customer service area, and then Carlos, you throw the first punch," Kendall quickly recited, as the three men exited from the dull burgundy 1967 Pontiac GTO Convertible, it's red exterior suddenly flaming with enlivened passion and anger. The three men gave each other one last, determined glance as they exited to fulfill their individual duties.
"What? Nurse Joy, what are we going to do?"
Kendall walked into the familiar supermarket, its air-conditioning not cooling the bright flame in Kendall's heart. His green eyes were engulfed in a fiery fire, as he proceeded to look for his target. He walked by the infamous woman who beat her shopping cart without a second glance; he walked by Gustavo, who was staring him down with a perplexed grimace. Kendall knew his time was now; there was no way he was going to let Jett get away with this, even if he could have been his future teammate.
"Hey! Jett!" Kendall called out, as he found his target. Like an eagle finding it's prey, Kendall hurried over and found Jett looking at beauty care products. It made Kendall shiver, but he envisioned the horrible memory of this morning, where Logan laid unconscious and bleeding. Kendall watched as Jett slowly turned around, and grinned at Kendall with an innocent indifference.
"Oh, Knight, whats up?" Jett spoke calmly, keeping his infamous Cheshire grin intact. Kendall resisted the urge to immediately punch Jett as he gingerly placed a bottle of mouthwash into his basket. Kendall took a silent, but deep breath, before continuing his act.
"Nothing much. I just have a question Jett," Kendall spoke as nicely as he could, emulating the girls at his high school who used to always maintain a fake facade of kindness. Jett raised an eyebrow, as his ego was suddenly tickled, and his face brightened up with fervor. It did not take a genius to realize Jett's weaknesses—his ego and his face. In some eerie ways, Jett reminded Kendall of James, but he chose not to even tread down that thought path at this moment. All that mattered was getting revenge on Jett for Logie.
"Doctor Hollywood, should I call one of the boys that accompanied Mr. Mitchell?"
"Do you need an autograph? I always carry around pre-signed head-shots." Jett grinned, flashing his white teeth and flawless skin. Jett pulled out a glossed portrait of himself with his signature, and thrust it into Kendall's palm. Kendall, once again, resisted the urge to smack Jett and destroy his picture with sadistic pleasure. Kendall knew how to get back at Jett—and his operation would begin now.
"Do you know my friend Logan Mitchell? Brown hair, slightly short, large eyes, kind of nerdy?" Kendall cocked his head to the left, as if trying to portray a sense of innocence and naivety. Jett suddenly stiffened as he dropped a box of toothpaste into his basket. For the first time, Kendall noticed Jett's basket: it was filled with toiletries, beauty products, and long-lasting food. It was as if Jett was packing for a trip.
"Um, no." Jett shrugged, almost too quickly. He gave Kendall a weak smile, and continued to walk forward, perhaps in hopes of leaving Kendall behind in the dust. But Kendall had no intention of being left behind. He was going to get Jett, one way or another.
"Oh, alright. Say, Jett, I was wondering, are you going somewhere?" Kendall asked coyly, as Jett stiffened once again. He turned to face Kendall again, a slight sneer on his face. His usual bubbly happiness was suddenly replaced with agitation and irritation.
"What does it matter to you, Knight? I mean, you couldn't even afford to play on my team." Jett chuckled, as he turned around again, and suddenly started making a bee-line toward the cashier. However, Carlos seemed to have already instigated the cashiers, as suddenly only one line was open for purchases, and the line was lengthy.
Suddenly, as Jett paused to glance at the line, Kendall placed his hand on Jett's shoulder and gave him a determined smile. He stared into Jett's confused, but darkened orbs, and pursed his lips in a smile.
"You know why I couldn't afford to be on your team, Jett?" Kendall hissed, as Jett squinted his eyes, and brushed off Kendall's hand gingerly and instinctively wiped his shoulder, as if ridding himself of some pollutant.
"Frankly, I don't care." Jett hissed, squinting his eyes in anger. He turned and stood in line, impatiently tapping his foot. Kendall raised an eyebrow with an amused expression as he took another step, to be closer to Jett. Customers were staring at them oddly, but Kendall did not care about that at all—he only cared about Logan.
"Frankly, it was because I love Logan Mitchell," Kendall smirked as he saw Jett's back stiffen again. "I love Logan enough to kill for him. Logan is my life and he's mine."
"N-No, He w-will find me," Logan mumbled, although it was not unheard by Kendall and Carlos. They gave each other another worried glance, and peered at Logan.
Kendall closed his eyes, as he remembered the pained expression on Logan's face when his house had been ransacked. Originally, Kendall assumed it had been a random robbery, but Logan's fear made it obvious that he knew who the perpetrator was.
Logan awoke several times in the following next few nights, covered in a sheen of sweat. Every time Logan would awaken, Kendall would run in, slightly groggily, but rapidly and ensure that Logan was alright. Logan would sob silently, as Kendall would simply provide him light through his green eyes. Not once did Kendall ask about the nightmares, and not once did Logan ever discuss them in the daylight.
Kendall remembered each and every nightmare Logan had, although he never asked about them. He knew Logan had been deathly afraid of the individual who had broken into his home. Kendall slowly started to believe Logan had been in an abusive relationship, or he was running away from someone who could hurt him, but he had no idea as to who it could have been. Other than Kelly, James, Carlos, and Camille, Logan never talked about anyone else or even hinted towards a past relationship.
When Kendall opened his eyes, people were glancing at the duo with a sparked interest. Even the girl at the cash register was scanning items slowly, as everyone watched sparks fly between Jett and Kendall.
"It was you, wasn't it? You were the one who broke into his house, and made him feel terrified of the world." Kendall didn't even bother confirming his suspicions, as Jett looked away for a second. Kendall continued to smirk with a dangerous amount of anger and rage.
"You ruined his life, and used every ounce of power you had to subjugate him, but because he resisted you, you never let him go," Kendall slowly breathed, his eyes flaming with fire. Jett's eyes widened, as they tried to squint, his body convulsing in fear and worry.
"He was mine before he was yours." Jett suddenly hissed, pushing Kendall back. People gasped, as they continued to gawk at the scene unfolding in front of them. Kendall stumbled slightly, but he continued to hold his balance—years of ice hockey had taught him how to do so. Kendall walked back forward, meeting Jett's angry glare.
"Oh really? Was he actually ever yours?" Kendall roared, pushing Jett back slightly. Jett shook his head sardonically, and chuckled with a sense of pity.
"Kendall, if you knew the things Logan would do for me, you would realize that we were meant to be together." Jett assured Kendall in a calm voice, his eyes blazing with anger. Kendall raised an eyebrow, as he glared down Jett with ferocity.
"Love is not about Logan fucking you," Kendall hissed, as several people gasped and covered the ears of their children. "Love is about the compromise you make in order to be with one another. Love is about accepting each other for who they are. Love is about feeling as if you're on top of the world one moment, and as if you're at the bottom of the world the next moment. Love is all of that. You are a sick freak, who took advantage of Logan." Kendall chuckled, turning around to channel his anger. But Kendall knew he could not suppress it any further—he had to take action now, or his anger would engulf him.
Before Jett could respond, Kendall turned around and punched the hockey player in the face, knocking him down. People gasped loudly, as Gustavo suddenly sauntered forward, a mischievous glint in his face.
However, before the hefty man could speak, James took control of the microphone, and stood on top of one of the conveyer belts, despite Gustavo's murmurs.
"How many of you all listen to the RCMCBT Globalnet Sanyoid Corporation Radio Station?" James sang into the microphone, as suddenly people gawked at him and eagerly raised their hands. James grinned, as Carlos stood behind him.
"So you may or may not know that the lovable host, Logan Mitchell, was recently propelled into doing something that lead him to being unconscious in the hospital at this moment," James announced, as Jett slowly slithered back up, although his eyes were widened. "Do you know why Logan is in the hospital? Because of that creep over there! He pushed Logan, when Logan was upset, into doing something terrible!" James roared, as he pointed his finger at Jett, whose eyes continued to expand, and whose body continued to tremble. Kendall watched with satisfaction as Jett's body quivered with fear.
Carlos suddenly grabbed the microphone, and yelled into it.
"If you love Logan as much as we do, then show us! Pummel Jett with everything you got!" Carlos yelled, as he picked up an apple from a stand nearby and chucked it at Jett, hitting him square on the forehead. Jett moaned slightly, as Gustavo gasped. Yet, before anyone realized it, suddenly every customer within the store was grabbing produce and other objects and throwing them at Jett, screaming obscenities at him. Kendall watched with immense joy as Jett yelled and screamed in horror as the familiar old lady started beating him with her purse, while cans of gravy were exploding around Jett, staining every part of him. Gustavo was screaming at the chaos as well, but James, Carlos, and Kendall were too busy laughing to even notice it. They were all rejoicing at the fact that Jett was suddenly receiving everything he deserved.
"Kendall, look!" Carlos gawked, as Kelly suddenly walked into the building with several men with microphones and other electronic devices. Kendall raised an eyebrow, amused, as Kelly winked at Kendall.
"Hello listeners of the RCMCBT Globalnet Sanyoid Corporation Radio Station," Kelly spoke into the microphone. "I am Kelly Wainwright, here reporting to you live of the mass chaos erupting in the Rocque Supermarket."
Kendall and James and Carlos grinned at each other, as Kelly began reporting about the entirety of the situation, from when Kendall arrived in her office to the present. Kendall hung his arms over Carlos's and James's shoulder, grinning as Jett was continuously assaulted by the customers of the grocery store, suddenly fervently supporting Logan.
However, a slight buzz distracted Kendall as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell-phone. An unknown number was calling him, and Kendall contemplated picking it up. He was too excited to talk to anyone, but the number was still alluring to Kendall. Despite his better judgment, Kendall picked it up.
"Hello?" Kendall spoke into the phone, as suddenly a parasitic sound found its way into Kendall's mind, as he dropped his phone and his eyes widened. He stared at James and Carlos with wide eyes, before running out of the grocery store, and jumping into his car. He could hear James and Carlos yelling, but he needed to be with Logan at this very moment.
"How do you not have his blood?" Kendall hissed at the doctor, who paled. Kendall's fiery anger was suddenly resurrected, as the nurse beside the doctor mumbled under her breath.
"We-We ran out," the nurse spoke, as Logan's heart-rate was lowering and lowering. Kendall watched as the digits fell, and instantly turned to face the doctor and the nurse with a look of concern.
"What blood type does Logan have? Does it match mine?" Kendall pleaded, as Dr. Hollywood stared at his nurse. The nurse nodded her head, and lead Kendall to a drawing room.
"We'll check your blood, and see if it matched Mr. Mitchell's," the nurse reported calmly, as she held Kendall's throbbing hand. He winced as he saw a needle—he hated needles. But he knew he had to do this for Logan. He could do anything for the other male.
The grin from Kendall had caused the stranger to blush slightly, as he looked away. He played with his fingers slightly, and murmured something under his breath again.
"Let's dance." Kendall whispered, coming closer to the stranger, who immediately shivered. Kendall had to admit; it was almost sexy to tower over this adorable stranger, who had a loose gray T-Shirt and a large pair of green swimming trunks. Kendall knew his wet torso was well-defined and alluring, and he was even more confident that the stranger was at the very least, into both men and women. The stranger's shyness, moreover, killed Kendall. It was endearing.
"I-I-I...I can't dance." The stranger confessed, suddenly looking away, although Kendall could see his eyes peering at Kendall. Kendall grinned again. Suddenly there was another spike in confidence, as the latest shots of liquor hit Kendall's system. He gave an alluring smirk, and took one step closer to the stranger, who had unknowingly backed himself into the wall of the shack where the drinks were being served. The stranger looked upward at Kendall, and it made Kendall feel so charged to see that by his own smirk, he could simply subjugate this handsome stranger.
"Then let me show you." Kendall whispered into the stranger's ear, who immediately tensed. However, Kendall was too intoxicated by this stranger to even notice. He grabbed the stranger's wrist, and dragged him to the middle of the sandy beach, where people were dancing together. There was grinding, tango, and a drunken hybrid of the waltz occurring, and Kendall knew he would fit right in with the group. He inwardly wondered if the stranger was drunk as well, although Kendall could not sniff or detect any alcohol exuding from the man's body.
He suddenly thrust the mumbling stranger to his front, and began to move his body against the stranger. He was sure the stranger gasped upon feeling the bulge in the area of Kendall's groin, but Kendall continued to move himself against the backside of the stranger. The stranger, at first, resisted, but suddenly became more and more participatory in the activities. He suddenly turned around, and smiled. Placing his arms around Kendall's neck, the stranger slowly began to adjust the slower pace of music. Kendall gave another seductive glance, licking his lips slightly as the stranger held onto Kendall's bare torso. It was paining Kendall to simply not bed this innocent stranger.
"I...You're so hot." The stranger admitted, looking downward
Kendall closed his eyes, as he felt the scent of the alcohol float into his nostrils. His heart started to beat rapidly, as horrific visions of needles and sharp objects invaded Kendall's mind. In order to evade such images, Kendall attempted to think of fonder memories with Logan.
The next customer in line had bought two boxes of Frozen Pizza. Kendall dryly scanned the first box, not even bothering to acknowledge the customer again, but when he tried to scan the second box, it would not work. Kendall scrunched up his face in confusion, and turned the box over brusquely, despite the warning, and was surprised to see a green sticky note covering the bar-code. It had the word 'Friends?'. Kendall immediately looked up, and to his surprise, he saw Logan Mitchell standing in front of him.
Logan Mitchell had made his move. It was Kendall's turn.
"Y-You?" Kendall breathed, as he became grateful that no one was behind Logan in the line. Logan smiled cheerily.
"Carlos is my best friend, and I presume James's is your best friend," Logan started, his eyes flashing, "and I'm sure we want them to be happy."
Kendall nodded eagerly, although he was confused as to what Logan was implying. He was glad Logan was not storming away from him, but he wondered why Logan was even here. But before Logan could say anything else, Kendall immediately spoke.
"Do you like pizza? We can have some pizza tonight for dinner, and talk." Kendall suggested, scratching the back of his head nervously. Instead of snapping at Kendall for being rude, Logan smiled, and then laughed.
"If I'm buying two boxes of overpriced frozen pizza, I obviously like pizza." Logan tried to put on his best smile, although Kendall's nervous chuckle made his smile more organic.
"Thanks Logan. I get off of work in two hours, would you mind waiting?" Kendall asked, with a note of hope in his voice. Logan noticed the hope present in the angelic green eyes, and immediately nodded.
"I can drop these pizza's home, and then be back here. We can talk, and...straighten things out." Logan suggested, as Kendall nodded eagerly. Logan smiled, as Kendall rang up the total. Logan dished out the money, and walked away, waving at Kendall.
Kendall felt a fleeting sensation in his heart, and he knew it was Logan. He was already falling for Logan, and he could not stop himself. He, Kendall Donald Knight, was beginning to become hopelessly in love with Logan Mitchell. It had taken a few minutes of unrestrained passion, and with a mix of a similar desire to please their friends, Kendall had fallen for Logan.
Kendall gasped, as he closed his hands and felt the needle pierce his skin. Suddenly, every sense in his body screamed in horror and pain, as Kendall felt his anxiety wipe over him. But he knew he had to be strong—he had to be strong for Logan. If Logan was fighting, then Kendall would have to fight as well.
"Sorry it took so long. Annie just would not pick out the flowers quick enough," Kendall quickly said, his gaze not meeting Logan's, "and I thought...they would be a nice gift to serve as an apology for being late that day..." Kendall rubbed the back of his head nervously.
Kendall suddenly gasped again, as he felt the needle leave his body, and alcohol slightly stung again, as the nurse applied some more to cease the chances of an infection.
"Where did you move from?" Kendall blurted, wiping his hands on his pants. Logan's eyes widened, but Logan smiled.
"I'm surprised you haven't realized it—I was a hunter." Logan winked, as Kendall sat, perplexed for a moment. Then, realization hit him.
"You're from Duluth?" Kendall exclaimed, nearly knocking his glass of Coke over the table. Logan grinned, as Kendall straightened himself.
"I was a Trojan!" Kendall exclaimed again, although he realized the subtle context of his claim. Nonetheless, Kendall grinned.
"So you went to Central High School? I went to Denfield." Logan smiled, as Kendall continued to smile happily. He was elated to know that someone else from St. Louis County in Duluth, Minnesota, was in California. It was so amazing how fate had pushed Logan and Kendall together in this situation.
Kendall felt a bandage applied to his cut, as he pressed his own fingers onto the piously white cloth to prevent anymore blood from cascading out of his body. Blood now terrified him—after seeing Logan sprawled on the bathroom floor, with the malicious and malevolent red rubies surrounding him, Kendall could never look at blood the same way again.
"Yeah, he sometimes walks as if he owns the place," Kendall admitted, as he and James laughed at the bar, sipping a bottle, "and when he talks to people, you can see him analyzing them," Kendall continued, "but the best part is when he gets mad." Kendall grinned.
"When he gets mad?" James took another swig of his drink, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.
"Yeah, it's so adorable. He gets mad at me for not finishing vacuuming the ground, and while he continues to say these big words and glare at me, he suddenly starts to just spontaneously smile, and it's so cute." Kendall confessed, as James slapped his shoulder, chuckling.
"So if you had to pick one word to describe how it is living with the guy who cursed you out on live radio..." James trailed off, grinning at Kendall, who took a deep breath and smiled with the most radiant smile he had ever mustered.
"Perfect."
"Okay Mr. Knight, we're done here. Give us a few minutes as we analyze your blood," the nurse assured Kendall, who simply nodded. He walked into the waiting area, where he slowly immersed himself in another fond memory of Logan, bringing tears to his eyes.
"Oh yeah, I'm trying to look good for James, that hot guy," Logan rolled his eyes playfully, as he watched Kendall's face drop from the corner of his eye. "You know I've been trying to get with him ever since Carlos hooked up with him." Logan continued, as he finished patting down his clothing before heading to grab his keys. Kendall proceeded to chuckle, as he quickly placed the bowl back onto the table.
"You're so funny Logan, always joking like that...right?" Kendall asked, attempting to smile despite his eyes darting in worry. Logan simply gave Kendall a grin, before heading out the door. Kendall smiled for a moment, before darting from the sofa and running to the door to open it. He noticed Logan had just walked off from the driveway, and Kendall immediately shouted.
"You are joking, right?" Kendall bellowed, as Logan turned to give Kendall another cryptic smile before increasing his pace. Kendall gave a defeated smile, as he sullenly closed the door and slowly plopped himself onto the sofa, insecurities plaguing his mind. It was slightly intimidating for Kendall to even think of Logan looking at someone else like that, and Kendall wanted to believe Logan was joking, but usually the boy indicated so...
Buzz
Suddenly Kendall's phone vibrated, and Kendall lazily reached for it, almost falling off the sofa in the process. Successfully, Kendall grabbed his phone and retreated to his recluse position on the couch, as he unlocked his phone and noticed he had a new text message. It was from Logan!
"Of course I'm joking. I only have the I's for one guy." Logan had written, grammatically correct and all. Kendall grinned, as he chuckled to himself. Obviously, Logan would only be interested in him, otherwise why would he even agree to live with him?
"Kendall!" Carlos's familiar voice called out to the blonde, as Kendall stirred from his thoughts, and stared at James and Carlos, whose faces were both red from the amount of running they had just done. James held out Kendall's phone in his palm, as he glanced at Kendall with a questioning glance. Kendall simply looked downward, and felt like crying again.
"Logan's heart-rate is going down, and they don't have the blood for him," Kendall whispered, as suddenly Carlos and James both gasped. James sat to Kendall's right, as Carlos continued to stand, a whimper tugging at his lips.
"So I just gave some blood, and they're looking at it right now," Kendall mourned wistfully, as hope suddenly started to extinguish from his fire. Kendall threw his head into his hands, as he heaved. He could not lose Logan—not after avenging him and basking himself in all of their fond memories.
"Mr. Knight?' The nurse mumbled, as Kendall, James, and Carlos looked up to see the small, petite nurse holding a few vials of blood.
"Di-Did my blood match?" Kendall whispered, as the nurse pursed her lips. She pondered for a moment, before deciding to shake her head. Kendall's eyes widened, as James and Carlos instantly stood up to volunteer their blood.
"Your blood did not match," the nurse confirmed, "but you have a universal blood type. Your blood will be able to fit Mr. Mitchell's blood type." The nurse smiled, as she hurried over to Logan's room. She closed the door, and shut the curtains, but Kendall suddenly smiled and sat back in his seat. His heart was slowly coaxing him into realizing that perhaps there was going to be a happily ever after.
Kendall awaited, as the sunny afternoon became a bright night. His hope continued to blaze, as James and Carlos sat loyally next to him. They awaited for the nurse to come out and tell them that everything was going to be alright. As they waited, Kendall found himself to be starving and ravenous, as he realized he had not eaten all day. He gave a quick glance to both Carlos and James before quickly speeding off toward the vending machine and buying himself a bag of chips and a ring pop for afterward. Kendall quickly returned to his seat, as if not wanting to miss the golden moment as to when the nurse exited and informed the trio that Logan would be alright.
Kendall shared his chips with James and Carlos, as they all awaited the news. Carlos had painted the atmosphere with a hint of happiness as he told Kendall that the police had managed to catch up to Jett, thanks to the incident at the supermarket, and he was taken into questioning. Kendall mustered a weak grin, but truthfully the only thing on Kendall's mind was Logan's well-being.
Suddenly, as if a bright ray of sunshine entered the vicinity, the nurse left the room, and smiled toward Kendall, Carlos, and James.
"Logan is alright," Kendall felt as if he could breathe again once he heard those words, "and he actually is awake and wants to talk to you, Mr. Knight." The nurse blushed slightly, before walking off to deliver reports. Carlos clapped Kendall on the back, as James nudged Kendall to go forward. Kendall nervously walked into the room, and shut the door behind him.
"K-Kendall?" Logan whispered, as he stared at Kendall. Kendall's eyes widened as he saw Logan appear much more lively and intact than he had been previously been. There were bandages placed on Logan's wrists, and a business card of a social worker and a police officer placed on the table near Logan. Logan gave a weak smile, before breaking down into tears. Kendall followed, and broke down into tears again, as he suddenly went forth and embraced Logan, both men crying.
"L-Logan, I'm so sorry! I'm such an asshole, but I would never want you to do that again! Don't ever leave me again! I don't know what I would do without you!" Kendall sobbed, as Logan continued to cry into Kendall's shoulder.
"I-I'm sorry for listening to him, Kendall. He told me I was w-w-worthless, and you would never like me." Logan sobbed as Kendall stiffened slightly. He reluctantly broke the embrace, but stared at Logan's face, his emerald eyes glistening.
He wiped the cascading tear on Logan's pale face, and kissed Logan's forehead.
"Never listen to Jett again," Kendall whispered, as Logan stiffened. "Carlos, James, and I taught him a lesson, and he'll never bother you again. And Logan," Kendall stared into the deep chocolate brown eyes, "you're worth so much more than you can imagine. You're beautiful, you're intelligent, and one day, you'll be an amazing doctor, saving lives." Kendall rambled, as he went back to embracing Logan with an intense amount of fervor and passion.
"I-I'm sorry K-Kendall," Logan continued to breathe, as he held Kendall tightly, as if never wanting to release the embrace. Kendall and Logan continued to remain in each others arms, as their breathing soon matched each other, as did their heartbeats. Kendall slowly pulled back again and placed his lips chastely on Logan's lips, enjoying the taste of the other boy.
"I love you Logan, and never forget that." Kendall whispered, as Logan blushed a pale red. Suddenly, Kendall broke the embrace and went on one knee. Logan raised an eyebrow, as Kendall pulled out a ring from his pocket. Logan gasped, as James and Carlos suddenly opened the door and caught the moment.
"A-A ring?" Logan whispered, his tired eyes fluttering slightly. Kendall nodded, as he held it in his palm.
"My mother gave it to me, telling me to give it to the person I cared about the most. I always carried it with me, in hopes that one day, I can give it to that one person. I know now, that you are that person who I want to remain with forever." Kendall smiled, as Logan returned the smile with an even larger smile.
"So Logan Mitchell, will you marry—Logan?" Kendall gasped, as Logan suddenly fell back into the bed, into a deep slumber. There was a moment of silence, before Carlos suddenly started laughing. James grinned, as Kendall's face dropped.
"That must have been the worst proposal ever Kendall! Logan fell asleep through it!" Carlos snorted, as he held onto James for support. James grinned widely, as Kendall closed his eyes and started to laugh as well.
He gently placed the ring back in his pocket, and started to grin wildly, as the four friends spiritually united within the hospital room.
"I don't get why they had to keep you here for a week," Kendall groaned, as Logan walked to the front desk with Kendall. Logan grinned, as he shined his golden band in the fluorescent light of the hospital.
"They just needed to make sure I wouldn't do anything like that again," Logan shrugged. Kendall nodded, as they checked out of the hospital with the friendly Nurse Joy who had helped them.
"It's time to go back to our house," Kendall grinned, as Logan shook his head. Kendall raised his eyebrow, as Logan turned to face him before entering the car.
"It's time to go back to our home." Logan smiled, before stepping up slightly to peck Kendall on the lips. His cheeks turned a bright red, as he entered the car. Kendall blinked, replaying what had just occurred, before entering the car and grinning.
"To home it is!" Kendall brightened, as he sped his way back to the lovely beach house that was now the home of Kendall and Logan Knight.
"SURPRISE!" Logan heard, as he entered his home. His eyes widened in shock as a small group of people—and a plethora of cards—filled his home. Kelly, Carlos, and James stood standing with a cake in their hands, as banners and streamers colored the atmosphere of the recently cleaned house. Kendall grinned excitedly, as he led Logan to the sofa to sit down and cut his cake.
Logan glanced around, and a slight film of tears were brought to his eyes as he saw countless cards decorating the home. He glanced at Kendall for an explanation, but Kelly chose to answer Logan's silent question.
"When Kendall told the viewers about what Jett did to you, they all wanted to send you cards and fan-mail. They all love you, Logie." Kelly smiled, as she ruffled Logan's hair slightly. Logan smiled, as the afternoon slowly formed into an evening of fun, entertainment, and love. Logan, for once in his life, felt loved and appreciated. The golden band around his ring finger only accentuated his happiness, and made him feel as if he was perhaps the most special individual in the world.
Well, that's it! I hope you guys enjoyed this story, and this chapter! Special shout-out to everyone who reviewed! Here are some fun facts about this story that I thought you guys would find entertaining!
So I was planning at the end of the story to impose one more obstacle which was that the nurse who took Kendall's blood wanted Logan to die for being gay, but I figured I put everyone though enough already.
Believe it or not, I was actually considering making this an mpreg story, that dealt with abortion, until I decided that was too much.
Originally, in Chapter 09, there was going to be a party scene where I would have included some major Jarlos, but I decided I wanted to focus on Kogan instead.
In Chapter 05, the items Kendall was scanning: a box of Chex cereal, a copy of the movie A.I Artificial Intelligence by Steven Spielberg, a cake with Star War figurines, and a copy of a tabloid magazine about the Ghost Whisperer, were all items that somehow related to Kendall Schmidt.
Originally, Gustavo and Kelly were going to be the landlord of Kendall's and Logan's new house.
I had planned on making it that after the big fight, Logan would run away and be abducted by Jett, and force himself to suicide as Jett planned to have sex with him, but then Kendall would save him and call the police. But then I wanted to touch back upon the thing that brought these two together; the supermarket, and the radio station.
Originally, I was going to have Logan in a limbo, deciding whether to live or not, and going through all the happy and sad moments with Kendall, before I realized it was too cheesy, too clique, and too many memories in one chapter.
I legit was originally going to make Carlos unable to speak English, just to make it funny during the argument scene.
I also originally planned on having Carlos and James elope after Mercedes's wedding, but decided against it.
This story was dedicated to Lovin' Big Time Rush!
There was supposed to be a smutty scene at the end of this story...unfortunately, I really felt uncomfortable writing it, and was therefore unable to do so.
I hope you enjoyed the story, and please give me earnest feedback so that for my next story, I may improve! :) I hope you all have an amazing day.
~*ImprecantesStellam*~