Okay, after this there will be only two more chapters left.
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Logan limped over to the green park bench and set his crutches aside. He sighed and starred up at the clear blue sky. Logan was arguing whether or not to tell Kendall about Harmony's death. Things were seeming to go back to normal. Kendall made Logan tell his mom about the whole trailer situation, and Mrs. Knight instantly offered up the guest room in the Knight's basement. Mrs. Mitchell accepted the offer and she and Logan would move in before school started. Not only that, but Mrs. Knight had paid for Kendall and Logan's hospital bill (seeing how Mrs. Mitchell probably wouldn't be able to). Yup, the Mitchell family sure owed them big time.
"Hey, Logie; I've been looking for you," Kendall exclaimed, plopping himself down beside Logan.
"Well, here I am," Logan mumbled. "It wasn't too easy to guess though."
"Yeah...how's your leg?"
"I don't know, how's your head?"
Kendall laughed softly. "I think I'll be alright; how much longer do you need to use the crutches?"
"Probably only for, four to six weeks," Logan said.
"Oh..." Kendall mumbled. "Are you gonna be okay?"
Logan sighed and met Kendall's gaze. "Actually there's something I've been meaning to tell you."
"Yeah, Logie?"
"Remember the night of the talent show when I...yelled at you then stormed off?" Logan began. Kendall nodded and then the brunette continued, "Well, I was just walking back to the trailer and I got a call...saying my little sister was hit by a car."
Kendall's eyes widened. "Wait, does this mean that-"
"Harmony's dead," Logan sighed, biting down so hard on his bottom lip that it starts to bleed.
"I'm...so sorry," Kendall says in a quiet, stunned voice. The blonde hesitantly scoots closer to Logan, who rests his head against Kendall's shoulder. "Not to offend you or anything; but why are you Mitchell's so content on keeping secrets?"
"It'd be better if we didn't, huh?" Logan mumbled. Kendall glanced down at him. The taller boy shrugged.
"Everyone has secrets; but, maybe you need to know when a secret must be kept or not," Kendall said, giving Logan a quick peck on the forehead.
"Then you should know I have a 24-year old sister, Dani."
"What? Logan, I think everyone would have noticed if you had another sister."
Logan closed his eyes. "Listen...my father wasn't half the man everyone thought he was; he was embarrassed of Dani so he hid her in the basement of our old house."
"That's terrible; why didn't your mom do anything?" Kendall questions.
Logan opened his eyes again. "She was scared of him and kept silent because she didn't want him hurting me or Dani...and when she eighteen; she ran away. We didn't hear from her and my mom and I were sure she was dead." Kendall was about to comment, when Logan continued, "all those bad things that happen on TV or in books...it happens to me."
Kendall wrapped an arm around Logan's shoulder and pulled him closer. "Your life wasn't all bad. You're talented, smart, and have friends who really care about you."
"James and Carlos you mean? We never hang out that much after...you know..."
"No; well, yes; but also those guys you worked with, Camille...me."
Logan shifted so he was facing Kendall. "Yeah, I guess...it still doesn't change anything."
A few minutes had past before Kendall said, "I missed you."
"What do you mean?"
"When you wouldn't talk to me and whenever you did you'd yell...I missed our closeness."
Logan nodded slowly. "Are...you sure this is going to work out?"
"I know it will," Kendall whispered, leaning down to kiss Logan again. When they parted, Kendall stood up. "Do you wanna head back to my...our house?"
"Sure, it's not like I have anything else to do, right?"
"Yeah; wait, were you exaggerating or...?"
Logan cut him off, "help me up?"
"Of course," Kendall took Logan's hand and pulled him up. He handed the brunette his crutches and took a small step back. "Those can't be easy to use," Kendall stated.
"Trust me, they aren't."
As they walked, Logan couldn't help but doubt himself more than he ever had. Am I really ready to transition from hate to love just like that? He wondered. Kendall's trying his best to fix everything and I've already forgiven him; but is this too big a jump? I guess I'd be lying though if I said I didn't miss being so close him. Logan thought for a long time back to when they were. Maybe I did feel the same way, but if I did it was probably erased after the incident.
"So...you really think we're ready to be in a relationship," Logan asked.
Kendall nodded. "We were always ready..." the blonde added in an almost inaudible voice.
"Okay, so I figured out Kendall loves me because his ex-girlfriend told me and then when he visited me in the hospital I kinda kissed him and now we're boyfriends but I'm not sure if I'm ready for that-"
"Whoa, Logan; slow down! Take a deep breath...and untangle yourself from the phone cord; I'm sure that won't be easy considering you're using crutches."
"Wha-?" Logan realized then that his pacing had caused him to be wrapped. "Sorry, Steven; I just...you're gay, right? I could use some advice here!" The brunette exclaimed as he set the crutches aside and carefully untangled.
"Yes; but I think you need to solve this one on your own," Steven said.
"But-"
"Logan! If you're really this insecure about it; talk to Kendall."
Logan snorted, "If I had a nickel for every time someone said that..." He shook his head. "Thanks; see you whenever." When Logan hung up, Kendall entered the kitchen.
"Hey, Logan," Kendall greeted. "Who was that?"
"Oh, no one important..." Logan gripped onto the counter for support. "Can we talk about...us?"
"What's there to talk about? I thought we had that worked out."
"Yeah, but..."
Kendall interrupted, "I'll help you up the stairs if you want to talk about it in private."
"Sure."
After a struggle up the stairs, Logan collapsed backwards onto Kendall's bed. "That was exhausting," the brunette joked.
"Yeah," Kendall agreed, closing the door behind him. "Now I know what you're going to say; but everything will work out. Like you said, what happens in books and TV happens to you; and almost 99% of the time things work out well in both."
"I know, but what if we're that one percent?" Logan sighs. Kendall sat next to Logan.
"I'll make sure we won't be," the taller boy promised.
Logan sat up. "...how could you possibly love someone like me?"
Kendall rolled his eyes. "If this is an, 'I'm not perfect' speech, then-"
"No, it's just how terrible I was to you...If I were you I would've given up."
"I deserved it though," Kendall stated as if he hadn't heard the last bit. The blonde glanced over to Logan. "You had every right to be mad..." Kendall wrapped an arm around Logan's waist and drew him closer. "I love you, and if taking it slow is what it'll take to make you comfortable; then that's what we'll do."
"We'll only have about one year before you have to go to college," Logan muttered. "We don't have time to take it slow."
Kendall frowned. "Wait, you aren't going to college?"
"What do you think? My family would never be able to afford it..."
Kendall sighs, "I wish it was you going; you're the one who deserves it; I'm just some jock who probably only would go to a college for its sports programming."
"You're not just some jock," Logan said softly. Wanting to test the boarders again, the shorter boy turned his head and connected his lips with Kendall's for a few seconds. Before the blonde can say anything, Logan points out, "everyone deserves to go to college, Kendall."
Kendall shook his head to clear it. "I know; I'm just saying if I could, I'd give my college fund to you."
Logan blinked. "You'd do that?"
"My mom would kill me, but yeah," Kendall answers.
"I wouldn't blame her, some parents start saving up money the moment they learn they're pregnant."
Kendall wanted to say, 'you'd be worth it,' but figured that be pushing it a little too far. "Right...so, whattya want to do."
"I'd actually love to sing with you again; our voices sound really good together."
"They do; I'll be right back," Kendall said. He grabbed his guitar out of its case in the closet and slug the guitar strap over his shoulder. "Any requests?"
"Um...well one afternoon while you were out doing whatever, I was on YouTube and found this song; so I printed out the chords," Logan said.
"When'd you do that?"
"I don't know, maybe when I was first let out of the hospital." Logan asked, "Can you run downstairs and get the music? It should be on the bedside table on my side."
"Sure, Logan," Kendall said. He hurried downstairs and to the basement. The blonde entered the guest room and instantly spotted the sheet music. Kendall picked it up and smiled when he saw the song title. He thinks, leave it Logan to choose a sentimental song. "Alright, I got it," he exclaimed as he walked back into his bedroom. "I'll just start playing and then you can jump in."
Logan nodded and after Kendall played for a few seconds he began, "she read me the note he left on her bed; snuck in her room right after she left...and put petals on the ground...her head on his shoulder as they walk down the hall; I'm left to wonder if I'll ever fall in love, and where is he now?"
Kendall sang, "She's with him, I'm in the backseat; know it's not right, but it hurts when they're laughing, I've never been...where they are...I wanna be..."
They both harmonized, "I wanna be...blown away; I wanna be swept off my feet, I wanna be the one who makes it hard to be to breathe... I wanna be lost in a love, I wanna be a dream come true...I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you...just call me beautiful...call me beautiful...call me beautiful...call me b-e-a-utiful..."
Kendall continued, "its Friday night, she wore his jersey to the game, in the front row screamin' out his name; as he turns to her and smiles...every where I look, people holding hands, when am I gonna get me chance at love? My chance at love..."
Logan joined in, "Cause she's with him and I'm still hurting, I try to pretend but its not workin; I just wanna be...where they are..."
Both sang, "I wanna be...blown away; I wanna be swept off my feet, I wanna be the one who makes it hard to be to breathe... I wanna be lost in a love, I wanna be a dream come true...I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you...just call me beautiful...call me beautiful...call me beautiful...call me b-e-a-utiful..."
"My heart is waiting for your love, my hand is waiting for your touch, my lips...just wanna be kissed by you..." Kendall sung.
"I wanna be...blown away; I wanna be swept off my feet, I wanna be the one who makes it hard to be to breathe... I wanna be lost in a love, I wanna be a dream come true...I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you...just call me beautiful...call me beautiful...call me beautiful...call me b-e-a-utiful...beautiful... call me beautiful...call me beautiful...call me b-e-a-utiful..." They finished.
"I still think you sound amazing," Kendall concluded.
"Really? You're probably way better," Logan sighed.
"No; seriously, you should get signed by someone," Kendall argued.
Logan gave him an odd look. "You're kidding right?"
"Actually, I'm not..."
"I could never leave my mom now; and what is a music producer just supposed to appear in thin air?"
"Okay, okay, I won't bring it up," Kendall said. "Maybe you could at least post a video on YouTube."
"My mom has this thing about having your face online, so; no. Sorry, can't do that either," Logan said.
"Logan," Kendall says in a mockingly serious voice. "Do you remember what I told you at the beginning of freshmen year?"
Logan rolled his eyes. "A life without risk is a life unlived," he grumbled.
"Exactly."Kendall scooted over to his bedside table and grabbed something from the top drawer. "Here ya go," the taller boy exclaims handing his FlipCam to Logan.
"Um...I really don't even have a YouTube."
"Yes you do, it's Loganator21."
"What if I deleted that."
"What if I made you another account early this morning."
Logan, defeated said, "Fine; I'll post a video but if some creepy stalker comes and kidnaps me its on you."
IDK but having my face online always has been a big pet peeve of mine...anyways, yeah sad but only two chapters left!