Pain isn't a Option
Summary: Two years before the four guys became BTR, Kendall and Logan were close buddies. But one night can change everything and for the good. NOT KOGAN AT FIRST! Eventual Kogan.
Pairings: Logan/Kendall
Disclaimer: Don't own any of BTR... IF I DID THAT WOULD BE TOTALLY EPIC!
I love this story and the reviews I got but I would perfer a few more... but those will do.
Chapter 2
Kendall's POV-
I woke at 5 till 9 with my mom knocking on my door.
"Kendall! I'm going to the store and Katie is going with." She said through the door.
I opened the door. "I'm up. And I have plans today so don't worry if you get home and I'm not." I said hugging her.
"Bye." She waved.
"Okay..." I said to myself as I shut my door. "I have an hour before I have to meet Logan at the rink. I'll take 15 for a shower... 15 to eat... 10 to pick out my clothes and get dressed... then it takes 10 to get there... " I glanced at the clock. "I have time..." I said as I stripped off my p.j's and got in the shower.
I climbed out of the shower and I heard our home phone ring.
"Shit..." I ran out in a towel and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey Kendall! Wanna hang?" James' voice asked.
"I have plans... Sorry..." I said drying my hair.
"Man you too... Logan said he was busy..." James said.
"Sorry... gotta go... bye." I said and hung up. I rushed to my room and opened my closet. I pulled out a pair of jeans. "Riped pant leg..." I pulled out another pair. "Riped butt pocket..." I pulled out another pair. "Riped knee..." I sighed. "I'll wear the ripped knee ones..." I sighed and threw them on my bed. "Now a shirt... I'll wear this shirt..." I pulled out a light blue polo and a light grey jacket. "Now... boxers..." I ran over to my dresser and pulled a pair on then my jeans and shirt. I looked at myself in my full length mirror on the back of my door and smothed my shirt. "Perfect." I said styling my hair and pulling on my jacket. I glanced at my clock. 20 till 10... I grabbed my ice skates from the living room closet and headed out the door.
Walking there took roughly 10 minutes and it had started snowing... like the crazy Minnisota weather it was. I brushed the flakes from my hair when I saw Logan waiting inside the doors looking out the window. I ran the rest of the way.
"Hey!" Logan called out and opened the door for me.
"Thank you." I said brushing my clothes off. I smiled and onced him over. He was wearing a pair of black jeans and a red shirt with a pin strip vest over it. And he had spiked the front of his hair. I took his hand and lead him to the front desk. "Two adult tickets please." I said.
"Ten dollars." The lady said. I pulled out a ten and handed it to her.
Walking away Logan said, "You didn't have to pay for me... I have money..."
"I know." I said, "But I asked you out so I thought I would pay." I suddenly regreted saying 'asked out'. What if Logan just thought of this as a day of practicing.
"Okay then." He said sitting on one of the many benches and removed his shoes and replaced them with his skates. I followed and soon we were headed to the ice.
"Wow... you two are lucky." A worker walked past us. "There was just TWO birthday parties with 50 kids all under the age of ten. The ice is pretty much open." He said and walked away.
We walked out on the ice with ease and skated by a couple. They smiled at us and I waved back. We continued to skate in silence before I broke the silence.
"I can skate backwards..."
"What? Really?" He looked at me shocked. "I guess I never knew because when ever we skate it's for hockey..."
"Yah... wanna see?" I asked.
"Sure." He laughed and I glidded ahead of him and slid infront of him and showed off. "Wow..." He laughed. He stumbled a bit and put his hands out infront of him as a reflex. I grabbed them and steadied him. We left our hands linked as we skated around the empty rink.
"Its... been so long since I have just been skating..." He smiled.
"Yah..." I smiled and looked down at our hands. "You don't mind... do... you?"
"No... not at all..." He smiled and tripped. I caught him, but fell anyways.
"Crap... are you okay?" I asked.
"Oh... god... I fell on you... and probably hurt you in the process." He mumbled and pushed him self up on his elbows.
"You're fine..." I said cupping his face. "Logan... I..." I whispered. Then suddenly his phone rang breaking the silence.
"Geez..." He groaned and hopped up answering his phone and pulling me up in the process. "Hello? Hi... dad... is something wrong?" He asked with a confused look on his face. "Well I was hanging with Kendall." He said, and I felt my heart pain a bit. 'He didn't think of it as a date...' "I'll ask hang on. Hey Kendall?"
"Hmm?" I asked looking up.
"Wanna go hang at my dad's house for the weekend? He has to go on a buisness trip and he needs someone to feed his cat." He asked his hand over the phone.
"Yah... that sounds great." I said trying not to sound to eager. 'A whole weekend to just Logan and I! That sounds great!' I silently danced.
"That's fine with him. I'll tell mom and we'll be over there in a about..." He glanced at his watch. "An hour? Okay great. Bye." He said and hung up his phone.
"So we have to go to your house first and then mine because his house is closer to mine." I said skating off the ice with him.
"You remembered? It's been so long since I have even seen my dad... God like 5 years.." He said sitting on a bench where his shoes layed and put them on.
"Yah... You lived there when we first met. Remember?" I chuckled and swaped my foot wear as well.
"Yah. We met such a long time ago to." He laughed standing up.
"7 years ago..." I said standing. "Come on... we have to go tell your mom you're staying at your dad's for the weekend. Then mine." I grabbed his hand without thinking then suddenly pulled away.
"What?" He looked at me. "Do I have something sticky on my hand?"
"N...no." I said and placed my hand with his. He smiled to me and we walked on to his house.
"Mom... I'm home... and I brought Kendall with if you don't mind..." He called into the silent house. "Mom?" He yelled out again.
We heard a crash come from the bedrooms and followed the noise till we saw his mom sitting on the ground with a glass bottle in one hand. "Mom? Are you drunk?" He asked in a child sort of way. Almost like he was to afraid to find out. 'Well I would if I was in his shoes!' "Mom... I have to go watch dad's cat this weekend. Is that okay?" He asked walking closer to the drunken form.
"Your father called you?" She stood, "WHO SAID YOU COULD TALK TO HIM!" She struck him in the face, knocking him to the ground. I ran over to him and helped him up. "Oh and you brought over mister gays-alot with you." She pointed to me. 'Mister gays-alot?' I looked at Logan with a questioned look.
She grabbed him by the shirt and continued hitting him. I grabbed his arm and shoved him behind me.
"You leave him alone! NO MOTHER SHOULD EVER HIT HER SON!" I yelled at her.
"Logie?" A small voice came from behind us. We spun around and saw Logan's 2 year old sister standing in the door way.
"Emmie..." He ran over and picked her up. She had a blueish purpling spot on her right cheek and Logan handed her over and turned towards his mom.
"YOU HAD THE NERVE TO HIT HER? YOU HAD THE RIGHT TO HIT A DEFENCELESS 2 YEAR OLD! HOW DARE YOU!" He screamed then hit her across the face knocking her into the wall.
"Logan... you wouldn't dare hit your mommy again would you?" She asked in a soft tone. His fist dropped and he walked back over to me and Emery
"Mom... I'm sick of you and your stupid ways! I'm taking Emery and we are going to dad's house! We won't be coming back here again. Ever!" He said taking my hand and we went to their rooms to pack their bags.
"Logie... why are we leaving?" Emmie's small voice asked from the bed.
"Because mommy is mean and hurt you." He said placing most of her clothes in a duffel bag.
"She hurt you to Logie?" She hopped down from her spot next to me and walked over to Logan. "Logie?" She placed a hand on his bright red cheek. He closed his eyes and proceeded to start sobbing.
"Logan..." I stood and enveloped him into a hug.
"Dad won't want to take care of us... Expecially Emery..." He sobbed and I placed a and on Emmie's head.
"Shh..." I said and he nodded wiping his eyes and continued to pack his sister's things. Then we went down the hall to his room where he packed his things as well. My eyes fell on the picture of the two of us as he placed it in his bag. I placed Emery on my lap and stroked her soft brown hair. Logan stood and he grabbed both bags and his hockey stuff. I followed him out of the room and olaces a coat and shoes on Emmie. We headed to his dad's house instead of stopping by mine first.
We knocked on the front door of his dad's house.
"Hello?" His dad opened. "What..." He looked from Logan to Emery to the many bags.
"I can't live with her anymore... She hit Emery! I'm sure you don't want us living here and that's fine... I'll get my own place and raise Emery..." He started.
"Come inside... and we'll talk." He grabbed a bag and we walking into the living room. "Logan... think this through... you're only 14... do you really think that you can leave home at 14 and take care of Emery..."
"Yes... I wont have her living in that hell hole anymore!" He yelled.
"Logie..." Emery jumped off my lap and tugged on Logan's jacket.
"What is it baby girl?" He picked her up and set her on his lap.
"I'm hungry..." She whispered.
"Oh I'll get you something." He stood and took her in the kitchen. "Here baby girl..." I walked after him and he placed a bowl of froot loops infront of her.
"Yay..." She giggled and stuck the spoon in her mouth.
"Kendall sit with her?" Logan asked.
"Of course." I sat with her as Logan went in the living room with his dad.
"Bubie Kendall?" Her small voice was so soft I hardly heard her.
"What is it Emmie-boo?" I asked.
"Will me and Logie be living her now?"
"I don't know Emmie..." I said. Logan came back in right as Emmie was finishing her food.
"Emery..." Logan walked over to us.
"Hmm?" She looked up at him.
"We're gonna live here for a little while till I get a job and can pay rent. Then we are gonna live down the street from Kendall. Okay?" He picked her up and looked her in the eyes.
"Okay Logie." She smiled and hugged him tightly.
"I love you Emmie..." Logan hugged her back.
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