Thank you so much for the reviews for the last chapter :D Here's the next one. You guys aren't going to like Dustin in this one very much…

Kendall sighed as he sat in his English class. He didn't want to be here at all. He had not gotten any sleep last night thanks to the nightmares that plagued his dreams. He had them almost every night and it was a miracle if he got a few hours of sleep to last him through the school day.

He knew that he should probably tell someone about the dreams, but who could he turn to? He had no one that he could turn to, with his mum working as a waitress at the local restaurant and Katie ignoring him, he was on his own. He had no friends that he could talk to. And his teachers wouldn't be any help.

Kendall folded his arms on his desk and laid his head down before closing his eyes. He was so tired; physically and emotionally, and he didn't know how much more of this he could take. There were days that he wondered why he even bothered to get out of bed.

Kendall opened his eyes and looked around the room. He was thankful that they had a supply today and they were just told that they could just read quietly amongst themselves.

Kendall was almost finished looking around the room when his eyes landed on a boy with chestnut brown hair and hazel eyes; James, if Kendall remembered his name correctly. James was built and he had hazel eyes that Kendall could get lost in for hours. It was safe to say that Kendall was crushing on the taller boy. But they could never be together; what with James being one of the most popular kids in school and Kendall being nobody… it just wouldn't work out.

Kendall felt the tears in his eyes. He wanted James to notice him so bad and to save him from himself. But he knew that that would never happen. James would never in a million years spare a glance at him.

"Hey, fag, take a fucking picture, it'll last longer," Kendall heard Dustin's voice from behind him. His cheeks turned red as the whole class started to laugh at him. Tears started rolling down his face as he grabbed his things and ran from the classroom.

He kept running, not stopping until he reached the boys' bathroom. He threw open the door and ran to the farthest available stall. As soon as he got in, he flicked the lock and sat down on the toilet seat. He covered his face with his hands, trying to stop the tears. But they just kept coming. Loud sobs started to make their way up his throat as more tears ran down his face.

He knew that he probably overreacted, but Dustin's words had hurt. It was true that he was gay though, and the whole school knew. Dustin had outed him on it a few weeks after he had turned his back on Kendall. The bullying got ten times worse after that. The names were meaner and the punches were harder.

He didn't know how much more of this he could take. He knew that he was already starting to break from all of the bullying, and that he should probably tell somebody… but he just couldn't. If Dustin and his friends knew that Kendall had told, then it would just get ten times worse.

It was hopeless. There was nobody that could help him.

Kendall's head snapped up when he heard the door to the bathroom open. Oh great. It was probably Dustin coming to torment him some more.

"Kendall? Are you in here?" Kendall froze. That wasn't Dustin; it was… James Diamond. Could this day get any worse?

"J-James?" Kendall stuttered out as he opened the door to the stall.

James turned to look at the blond. Kendall's eyes were red and puffy from crying and dried tear tracks stained his face. He looked so broken, and it was all Dustin's fault. He knew that Kendall had been staring at him, but he had let it go, knowing that if he said something, Dustin would make a snide comment about it. He hadn't known that Dustin knew that Kendall was staring at him until he had said something.

He slowly made his way over to Kendall and hugged him against his chest. He felt Kendall tense up at first, but he eventually relaxed into James' embrace. He couldn't believe that James had run after him. But he was glad that he did. If he wanted anyone to follow him, he wanted it to be James.

He felt the tears start to run down his face; he went to wipe the tears from his eyes, but James had beat him to it.

"Hey," James said softly before turning Kendall to look at him. "It's gonna be okay. I won't let Dustin get away with this."

"James…" Kendall started, but James cut him off in a soft low voice.

"No, Kendall. You can't keep letting him to this to you. If you keep letting him push you around like this it's only going to get worse. He's never going to stop unless you tell someone," James said softly but firmly as he started to lead Kendall out of the bathroom.

Kendall wouldn't meet James' gaze as they exited out of the bathroom. He knew that he should tell someone, but he didn't want to get hurt if Dustin found out. He really didn't know what to do anymore.

"I don't know what to do anymore," Kendall whispered as James lead him toward to the exit of the school. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see, and I'll help you figure things out. I promise." He looked at Kendall and smiled. Kendall returned it with a small smile of his own as the two boys reached the back of the school yard.

James kept walking until he reached the willow tree that was at the back of the school. James liked to come here when he was upset. Not a lot of people knew about the tree and it was secluded. It was safe to say that it was James' favorite place in the whole school.

He let go of Kendall and turned to face the blond boy.

"Kendall… please, please just tell someone about Dustin," James pleaded. Kendall looked away from James for a minute before looking back at the hazel eyed boy.

"Why do you care so much if I tell or not?" he asked in a whisper.

"Because, Kendall, nobody deserves to be treated that way. You are an amazing person and deserve to be treated with respect, not like somebody's punching bag."

Kendall looked at James for a minute before nodding. He wasn't going to tell anyone about the problems he had with Dustin, and he knew that he was lying to James. Even if he did tell someone about his problems with Dustin, nobody would care enough to do anything to help him stop them.

"Promise?"

"I promise."

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