I have finally updated. Thought I would never get this chapter done. A little dry though, and I'm sorta stuck about how to continue this story. Anyways, thanks to all those who reviewed. Love you guys a ton. Reviews are what keeps this story going. Hope you enjoy this chapter and please review (:

James was tired and grumpy. The new girl was a flop, she was bitchy and only cared about shoes and looks. She had dumped James at the end of their very first date, saying, "You're too pretty to date me." James wasn't upset by the fact that she dumped him, in fact he felt like it was a bonus; no more annoying girl and he was (once again) confirmed as prettier than a girl. But there was little happiness derived from that. A certain raven-haired boy wasn't home.

Not that James was gay, well at least he liked to think he wasn't, it just was that the absence of Logan was a little too obvious for James' liking, and he settled uncomfortably into the neon orange sofa that conflicted sorely with his mood. There was absolutely nothing to do in the house, and he felt a little uneasy at the knowledge that Logan was out with Camille on a dinner date. Not that he wasn't happy for his best friend, it was just...oh something that even he himself couldn't describe. He closed his eyes and sighed tiredly.

A certain familiar voice floated and enveloped him in a kind of quiet calm. Logan. He opened his eyes to be greeted by his smiling face just inches away from his. "Morning sleepy head. How are you?" he said, inching closer, and closer, until they were just millimeters apart. James could feel his breath on his lips, sparks shooting down his spine. He leaned in closer, wanting to get a taste...

"Yo James! What in the world are you doing puckering your lips when you're..." James opened his eyes wearily. Of course it was a dream. Like Logan would ever kiss him. He was straight for goodness sake! But he was straight too, right? He turned tiredly to see Kendall and Carlos in stitches, Kendall holding the Latino for support. However, that did not last long as the two fell into a heap, laughter filling the once empty 2J. James suddenly preferred to be left alone as compared to being with his two friends.

"What's so funny?"

Ah...the subject of his dreams has finally come home. James felt himself smile wider at the smart boy, only to be quickly replaced with a frown at the recognition of a certain brunette's lipstick slightly smudged at the corner of his mouth. He came to sit next to James, absent-mindedly running his hands through his hair, looking extremely perplexed, a similar expression he had when he could not find a solution to a Math problem. James smiled at the thought of the boy cutely scribbling symbols and things on a piece of paper.

"Hey. You got a little lipstick on your mouth," James quickly said, breaking his train of thoughts. His hand immediately flew to Logan's face, cupping it gently, thumb brushing off the lipstick mark. James felt Logan stiffen under the touch and watched amusedly as his face grew red.

"Yea thanks," he mumbled,u pulling away quickly. James was slightly saddened by his reaction but chose to ignore it, doing an imitation of his million dollar smile which he had practiced so often in front of the mirror.

The two sat in awkward silence, both reveling in the warmth radiating from each other's bodies. However that didn't last long as Carlos came and snuggled between tyhe both of them, causing James to send an annoyed glance in his direction.

"Move aside James! I wanna sit next to Carlos!" Kendall whined. James blew his bangs in frustration and got up, not wanting to pick a fight with his leader, knowing it will probably end in broken bones. He moved towards his room which he shared with the blonde and slammed the door in annoyance. Couldn't anyone respect his wishes and let him and Logan be? A knock sounded on the door. "Wha-?" James nearly shouted, voice muffled by the pillows he had buried his face in. As he raised his face to see the intruder, he immediately regretted his impatience. The smart boy was looking guiltily at his feet, not daring to raise his eyes to meet James' own hazel orbs. James made a mental note to ask who it was before he said anything in the future, and bit his lip in an attempt not to groan in annoyance at himself. He quickly sat up and asked good naturedly, "What's up?" Logan raised his head shyly and smiled a half smile.

"Was just checking if you're ok. You looked kinda pissed out there. But I guess I probably shouldn't bother you or anything, though I wanted to ask you for a favor but seeing that you're sorta sleepy maybe I shouldn't and I'm probably just gonna-"

"Calm down Logan," James said, breaking the smaller boy's ramblings. "You can ask me for anything. Really."

"Well it's just that Kendall and Carlos are watching a horror movie and I'm scared I'll get nightmares and well," Logan sucked in a deep breath here, "couldIstayherewithyoutonight?" he quickly rambled, looking at the taller boy expectantly, eyes shining with hope.

James furrowed his eyebrows for a moment, thinking carefully over what he said, before his face brightened up in recognition. "Oh sure Logie, no problem. Come here."

Logan walked slowly over to the taller boy's bed and lay down next to the taller of the two. Soon, he was fast asleep, curled up in the warm secure embrace of James.

"Don't worry Logan. I'll protect you, even if it takes my whole life to do it."

With these words, James knew it, for certain. He was in love with Logan, and nothing was ever going to change that.

Sappy much? Oh and I'm working on a new fic, probably a one-shot that's Kendall-centric so do look out for it! Once again, please review (: