This chapter was so hard to write, I'm sorry. But I hope it's still okay...I had to add quite a lot because what I had planned was just not enough to fill a chapter. So, I hope that doesn't ruin things. Also, some of you have complained and said that their excitement over seeing each other seems a bit too much and is unrealistic...I'm sorry you feel that way, but I'm basing it on my own experiences, so I feel that it is extremely realistic and will probably not change that.

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Kendall woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. He groaned and ran a hand over his face as he rolled onto his side and reached over to the bedside cabinet, grabbing the ringing object. He caught a glimpse of the time and groaned again when he saw that it was only twenty past seven but when Kendall saw Logan's name illuminated on the screen, a smile spread across his face.

"Morning," Kendall answered, clearing his throat quickly.

"Hey…Sorry, did I wake you?"

Kendall curled back under his covers, his phone pressed against his ear, "Well, yeah…It's pretty early, Logan. What's going on? Is everything okay?"

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to hear your voice…and I wanted to tell you that I've booked my plane tickets."

"You have?" Kendall exclaimed in excitement, sitting up in bed.

"Yep. I fly on the 15th and go home on the 19th. Is that okay?"

"That's great! Text me all the details and I'll make sure I'll be there to meet you at the airport. I'm so excited."

"Me too. I can't wait to see you again. I really miss you."

"I miss you too. But we'll be together again soon and I'm gonna show you just how much I missed you."

Logan let out a small laugh, "Oh, you are?"

"You bet."

"What are you going to do to me?"

Kendall could hear the playfulness in Logan's voice and he smirked as he leant back against his pillows, "As soon as I get you home, I'm gonna drag you upstairs to my bedroom and push you down onto my bed."

"Are we just gonna spend five days in bed?" Logan chuckled.

"Not if you don't want to…but my mom would probably have something to say about that."

"Have you told them yet? About us?"

Kendall sighed, "No, not yet."

"Don't you think you should tell them before I get there? Unless you're planning on making us sneak around?"

"No!" Kendall replied quickly. "I'm not hiding it, not when you're here. I couldn't do that. I just, I was hoping that you'd be there with me when I told them. I-I'm scared."

"Kendall," Logan said softly. "I'll be there for you, don't worry.

"Thank you, Logan. I love you."

"I love you too."

"I can't wait to introduce you to everyone."

"Will they…Are they alright with me coming? Y'know, after how they reacted when they found out about me?"

"I-I," Kendall hesitated for a moment. "I hope so. But that's why I'm scared to tell them about me…Although, Carlos seems to like you already after you spoke to him on the phone."

"He does?"

"Yeah, he said you seem cool or something. He's looking forward to meeting you."

"Oh, wow, okay. Maybe you're getting scared for no reason then, Kendall. Sounds like Carlos is willing to accept people for who they are and you're his best friend...He's bound to accept you."

Kendall sighed, "I hope so. I love my friends; I don't want to lose them."

"I'm sure everything will be okay. But remember, you'll always have me, okay? No matter what."

"I know, thank you. I'm so glad to have met you, Logie."

Kendall stayed in bed for most of the morning, just talking and laughing with Logan. It was only when his mom came through, complaining that he needed to get up and get dressed that he was forced to say goodbye to Logan, with a promise to text him later.

Kendall was searching through his closet, looking for something to wear, when his door swung open and Carlos came bounding in.

"Dude! Ever heard of knocking?"

Carlos stared sheepishly at Kendall, "Sorry. Your mom said I could come up…Wait, you're not dressed."

"I know. I was just about to go for a shower. What are you doing here anyway?"

"I was bored."

"Couldn't you have gone and bugged James instead?"

Carlos pouted and sat on Kendall's bed, "He's gone to the salon with his mom. Do you not want to hang out with me?"

"Of course I do, buddy. Just, let me get dressed first, and then we'll find something to do."

A smile appeared back on Carlos' face and he nodded, "Okay. I'll just wait in here. Hurry up!"

Kendall rolled his eyes, grabbing what he needed and headed for the door, "Okay."

Carlos lay back on Kendall's bed, staring up at the ceiling. He soon got bored and sat back up, staring around the room to try and find something to do. His eyes landed on Kendall's bedside cabinet and he remembered seeing his friend putting hockey magazines in there the other week.

Carlos jumped up and pulled open the drawer, grinning when he found the magazines. He pulled them out and sat on the bed again, but he eyes were drawn to something sitting at the bottom of the drawer. He put the magazines down next to him and looked back in the drawer, spotting a small pile of photos. Carlos grabbed them and realised that they were a couple of Kendall's holiday photos when he saw one of Logan, shirtless on a beach.

Carlos crossed his legs as he sat on the bed and looked through the small pile. They all seemed to be of Logan and Carlos was starting to feel uncomfortable over how many of them he was shirtless in.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed when he came across the photo of Logan pretty much naked, with just a towel hanging in front of him.

Carlos quickly put that one to the back of the pile but he froze when he saw the next one.

Kendall was kissing Logan.

"Oh my God!"

Carlos stared at the image, his eyes wide; he couldn't put it down.

It was then that Kendall came back in the room; finally finished showering and Carlos looked up at him in panic. Kendall stopped halfway across the room when he saw Carlos' expression and he frowned, stopped towel drying his hair and then he flicked his head to sort out his hair.

"You alright, man?"

Carlos glanced down at the photo quickly and then back up at Kendall. The blonde followed his gaze, his eyes widening slightly. He looked around quickly and saw the drawer open and a couple of other photos scattered on the bed.

"Shit," Kendall hissed.

"You're kissing Logan."

"Shit," he repeated, slightly louder, running his fingers through his hair. "Carlos, I can explain."

Carlos dropped the photos on the bed and stood up, his eyes looking anywhere but at Kendall. Kendall quickly gathered up all the photos, his hands shaking as he shoved them back in the drawer.

"Y-You weren't supposed to see them."

"I'm sorry," Carlos apologised quietly. "I-I was just looking for a magazine."

Kendall glanced at his best friend and saw that Carlos had his head bowed and his cheeks were bright red as he stood there looking guilty.

"It's okay," Kendall sighed. "I-I shouldn't have put them in there."

"Why were you kissing Logan?" Carlos asked quietly.

Kendall took a deep breath, "Carlos, can you sit down?"

Carlos hesitated, biting down on his lip as he shuffled on his feet. Kendall reached out to tug on his arm and Carlos jumped back in surprise. Kendall's face fell, hurt that Carlos didn't want him touching him. He sighed and sat down on his bed, watching Carlos who was finally looking at him, confusion all over his face.

"Carlos, please sit down? We need to talk."

Carlos hesitated again but he slowly took a step forward and he sat down opposite Kendall on the bed.

"Are you okay?"

Carlos stared at him, "I'm confused. Why do you have all those photos of him? Why were you kissing him?"

"I love him," Kendall admitted bluntly.

Carlos' mouth dropped open as he continued to stare at Kendall, "What? How? You're gay?"

"Yes. I mean, I don't think I'm gay…"

"But you just said you love Logan. Logan's a boy."

"I know," Kendall sighed. "But he's the only boy I like."

"So you don't like me and James?" Carlos questioned.

Kendall quickly shook his head, "No. no, I've never thought of you guys like that."

"Good," Carlos sighed in relief. "That would have been awkward. I mean, I love you man, but not like that," Carlos laughed lightly.

Kendall gave a small, relieved smile, "So you still love me, even though I like a guy?"

Carlos nodded, "We're still best friends and you're still Kendall. You just like kissing boys too. Although, I'd prefer it if you didn't do a lot of that in front of me, it would still be a bit weird."

"Don't worry, I won't do that."

"Thanks."

It was quiet for a moment and Kendall studied Carlos. He could tell that his friend was still a bit uncomfortable but Kendall was just glad that he hadn't got angry or disgusted.

"I don't want to be rude," Carlos started quietly. "But, how do you know?"

Kendall shrugged, "I just do. T-The moment he kissed me, I knew I felt something for him."

Carlos frowned slightly, "But maybe you just like kissing."

"It's not just that though. I really care about him, Carlos."

"But what if you two have sex and you don't like it?" Carlos asked quietly.

Kendall's cheeks turned pink and he bit down on his bottom lip, "Uh…I do like it."

"What?" Carlos gasped. "You've had sex with him?"

"Carlos, shush," Kendall responded quickly, desperate for him to keep his voice down so that no one else in the house would overhear. "Yes. We've had sex."

"B-But you were only with him for, like, a week?"

"I know," Kendall blushed. "But I love him and we wanted to make the most of our limited time together."

Carlos was still staring at Kendall, still in shock over hearing that Kendall had slept with a boy. Kendall watched him carefully, hoping that he hadn't said too much and had properly freaked Carlos out now.

"Are you still okay, buddy?"

Carlos nodded slowly, "Y-Yeah, it's just a surprise. You were so in love with Hannah…and then we were sure that you and Jo were gonna get together. James isn't going to believe this…"

"Carlos, please don't tell anyone else about this," Kendall begged. "I-I still need to think about how I'm gonna tell James."

Carlos' face fell slightly, "I have to keep it a secret? Kendall, you know I'm not good at that!"

"I'm sorry, but I can't have people knowing. Not just yet."

"But it's just James! He's your best friend too."

"I know. But I don't know if he'll take it as well as you have…I need a bit more time to figure out what I'm going to say to him. Please, just, try and keep quiet about it?"

Carlos pouted but gave a small nod, "I'll try my best."

"Thank you, Carlos."

"Have you told your mom though?"

Kendall nervously shook his head, "I haven't told anyone…actually, I've told Jo. But that's it."

"You've told Jo? You told her but not your best friends?"

"Dude, calm down. She figured it out. I never planned on telling her."

"Sorry. It's just so much to take in."

"I know," Kendall sighed. "But thank you. Thanks for not freaking out completely and hating me. I don't want to lose you."

"Like I said, you're still Kendall. So you're still my best friend."

"That means a lot, thank you. Hey, are you up for a bit of hockey in the back garden?"

Carlos' face lit up, "Yeah, totally!"

Kendall grinned and patted him on the shoulder as he stood up, "Okay, you go set up and I'll grab my shoes and meet you down there."

"Okay," Carlos nodded, hurrying out of the bedroom to go and set up their game.

Kendall smiled after him, sighing heavily in relief. He hadn't planned on telling Carlos just yet but he was sort of glad that it happened. Carlos definitely didn't freak out as much as Kendall thought he would; their friendship was still intact. Carlos always was full of love for everyone; Kendall should have guessed that he would have accepted him.

Kendall was still nervous about telling James though. He didn't think that he would be quite as understanding as Carlos, although he hoped he was wrong about that. Kendall was praying that Carlos didn't let it slip to James before he'd had a chance to talk to him about it.

But Kendall was thankful that he had another person to talk to about Logan, except he had to be careful not to talk too much about him to Carlos. Carlos still felt a little bit awkward about the thought of Kendall having a boyfriend but he still listened as Kendall spoke of how excited he was that Logan was coming to visit as the days got closer. Carlos was also doing well in keeping quiet about what Kendall had told him, even though he desperately wanted to comment on it when Logan was brought up in conversations with others.

The days got closer to Logan's visit and Kendall could hardly contain his excitement. He walked around with a permanent smile on his face and found himself expressing his excitement on many occasions; he was surprised that anyone hadn't told him to shut up yet.

It was Monday night, two days before Logan's visit, and Kendall had just finished doing the dishes. He was making his way upstairs when his phone vibrated in his pocket and he grinned widely when he read Logan's name on the screen; it had been a couple of days since he'd heard from him.

Kendall answered the phone just as he stepped into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

"Hey you," he smiled.

"Hi," Logan replied quietly.

"I've missed you. Have you been okay?"

"I—I," Logan stammered. "We need to talk."

Kendall frowned and sat on the edge of his bed, "What about? Is it about Wednesday? Don't worry, I know exactly when to be there…"

"No. About us."

"I-Is something wrong?"

"I-I can't…" Logan paused and Kendall could hear him take a deep breath. "I can't do this. Not anymore."

"What are you talking about? Are you…Are you ending things?"

"It's for the best."

"What?"

"P-Please, Kendall. Please don't get mad."

"Don't get mad? How can I not get mad? Where the fuck did this come from? You can't be ending things."

"I'm sorry. B-But it's for the best."

"Stop saying that. How can it be for the best? We love each other."

"B-But I can't. It's too much. I can't do long distance. I thought I could, I'm sorry."

"Logan, what are you talking about? We're seeing each other in two days. We can do this."

"I'm not coming. I can't say goodbye again."

"So you're saying goodbye for good? Logan, this makes no sense. You haven't said anything about being unhappy. What's happened? Talk to me."

"I-I've realised that…that you deserve someone better…someone who can love you properly. I can't do that. I-I don't want to hold you back, Kendall. You were better off before you met me."

"I was a mess before I met you. You're perfect, Logan. We're perfect. No matter how much distance is between us, we can do this. We'll be together properly someday. Remember what we said about LA? We'll be there together soon."

"That's years away, Kendall. I can't wait that long…and I can't make you wait. You need to move on."

"But you're worth the wait, Logan. A-Am I not worth it?"

"…I-I'm sorry."

There was a silence where Kendall just sat on his bed, trying to take everything in, a sharp pain in his chest.

"Oh. I'm not worth it? Fuck you."

"Kendall…"

"No. I love you, Logan…and I thought you loved me.

"You need to find someone who can love you as much as you deserve," Logan admitted quietly. "T-That's not me."

"Logan, don't do this. Please. Just, get on that plane on Wednesday and we can talk about this."

"I'm s-sorry, Kendall. But I can't. I-I have to go now."

"No! Don't hang up on me. I-I don't understand."

"It's o-over, Kendall. Don't…Don't try and contact me. It'll be easier that way."

"Logan, please, don't!" Kendall begged, his eyes brimming with tears. "I love you…Logan? Logan?"

But the line had gone dead and Kendall's breath caught in his throat. He stared at his phone and let his tears slip down his cheeks.

"Fuck!" he shouted, hurt and confused, throwing his phone across the room and flinching when it smashed against the wall. "Shit," he collapsed back on his bed and ran his hands over his face in frustration.

Kendall didn't know what to do. Had Logan seriously just broken up with him? He just didn't understand. They were happy together. Logan had never shown any signs of being unhappy about being in a relationship with Kendall. Sure, the distance was tricky, but they both said they could deal with it; that their relationship was worth fighting for. But Logan seemed to have changed his mind. It was all so sudden and it broke Kendall's heart.

Logan wiped away the tears that where falling down his cheeks as he hung up the phone. He glanced up at the man who towered above him and he let another small sob escape.

"Dad, please. Don't do this. I love him."

"It's for your own good," Logan's father growled, grabbing Logan's phone from his son's hand and marching out of Logan's room.

Logan stared after him and collapsed on his bed when he heard his bedroom door slam and his father turn the key, locking him in. He buried his face in his pillow and let out the rest of his tears, clutching the bed sheets and not knowing what to do. He needed Kendall.

So, yeah...that happened.

I'm sorry. I know some of you probably hate me right now. BUT THEY DO GET BACK TOGETHER! DON'T WORRY! Originally, I wasn't even going to have that last bit from Logan's point of view...but I'm glad that I put it in there.

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