Chapter 4

A/N: Heyyy guys! This is kinda a filler chapter….so sorry? PLEASE review and tell me your input anyways…this is leading up to the next chapter. I had a stupid writers block…and didn't know what to do next! Haha…everyone hates those. That's why I haven't updated in a while…Sorry it's kinda short…hahaha.

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Heres chapter 4!

After 5 minutes of sitting alone, Kendall decided it'd probably be best to go apologize to Gustavo and the gang. He slowly rose, dragging his body from the stairs. He entered the building, took a left and entered into the studio. The 3 of them seemed to be in a semi-deep conversation, but completely stopped it as he walked through the glass door. They stared at him, bewildered by his actions. None of them seemed to be angry; even Gustavo seemed fine.

Kendall slowly approached them, his eyes darting from side to side. He started playing with his hands, shuffling around, trying to figure out what to say. He finally managed to speak.

"Guys, I'm sorry I walked out. It wasn't cool. I just wasn't feeling well; between the stress of the tour and music video, I think I might be catching a cold or something. I did meet-" He couldn't say Katie. It just wouldn't come out. He decided to call her something else.

"-With, um, Ms. Bravo. She told me she got the job. She seemed like a good dancer, and I'm really excited to work with her." None of them said anything for a while. James knew he was lying, he could see it in his eyes. He wasn't going to grill him with questions now, since Kelly and Gustavo were here. He knew something was really bothering him, because Kendall was never this emotional. He typically was strong, and could take anything. But at this moment, he looked so fragile; a single blow would take him out. James desperately needed to talk to Kendall. ALONE.

"Gustavo, can me and Kendall go now? We got stuff to do." James asked, trying to find an excuse to leave.

"Yea, sure. Take the day off tomorrow dogs. See you in the studio at 11:00 on Wednesday. Don't be late please." Gustavo was worried about Kendall. Really worried. He had never seen Kendall so weak, so helpless, so lost. He could tell something was wrong, and knew James was going to talk to him.

"Dogs, GO! Me and Kelly have our own stuff to do." He lied.

"Um, what stuff-" Kelly began, but then looked into Gustavo's face, knowing that something was up.

"-Oh, that stuff, never mind. Carry on guys."

James grabbed Kendall by the arm, pulling out of the studio with him.

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They entered their apartment, both flopping down onto the couch. Kendall almost had a ghostly look to it; he looked a bit pale and distracted.

"So, um, Kendall, how are you feel?" The pretty boy inquired, hope for a truthful answer.

"Fine now." Kendall lied. But he didn't know why. James was his best friend. He definitely trusted him. He typically told him everything, but always chose to keep his family relationships a secret.

"Kendall, that's bull. What's really going on? Don't even try lying, I can read you like a book. Spill."

"James, I'm not really in the mood to talk about it. Plus, you know why I was upset when I saw Logan. I honestly think I fell in love at that very moment. BUT I CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT. WHY? BECAUSE IM PRETENDING TO BE FRICKIN STRAIGHT TO SAVE MY CAREER AND IMAGE." Kendall yelled. He didn't know why; he really wasn't angry at James at all. But, the yelling did help. It kind of made him feel better. Kendall continued.

"And Now, I have that Camille girl all over me. So, there is no way I'll be able to get to know Logan without anyone finding out."

"Kendall, I can totally help with Camille. I mean, LOOK AT ME. And I'm so charming, and handsome, and well you know." James joked, winking at Kendall.

Kendall laughed; and it felt so good. He needed it so desperately; all he really wanted was happiness. That's why he honestly went into the music business. Music always brightened up his day, and he felt as if he and Katie were somehow still connected. He'd never tell anyone this, but he was doing this for her, so she'd be proud. If she was happy, he was happy. Simple as that.

"Oh yea James, you're the man."

"Good. Don't forget it." Kendall rolled his eyes at that statement

"Hey, don't get cocky with me. Remember, I've know you since 4th grade, when you weren't so, well, attractive."

James wasn't always this cocky. He was actually the total opposite when he first met him. They had met in elementary school, 4th grade to be exact. It was the year after Kendall's parents had divorced. He had been transferred to a new school, and was nervous as ever.

Flash back

Kendall Knight stood alone at his locker, not exactly sure what to do. He wanted to be anywhere but here. He just felt so alone; his sister and father had moved to Seattle, WA, leaving him and his mother by themselves in Minnesota. He felt as if his whole world had crumbled, and no longer felt brave and protected. He got what he needed from his locker, and walked into the classroom.

As he entered, his teacher told him he could sit at any desk he wanted, as long as it was free. Then, he could go socialize with the other students once he was settled. He chose a desk in the corner of the room that didn't have many occupied seats. He organized all his materials before turning towards the window to day dream. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a chair scrape against the tiled floor. He looked to the side to see a fairly large kid staring at him. He was wearing a blue and white striped shirt, light blue jeans, converse, and a black baseball hat. He quickly darted his eyes away, not wanting Kendall to know he had been looking at him. Kendall was about to go back to day dreaming when he heard the kid speak.

"Hi, I'm James Diamond. I'm new here."

Not wanting to be rude, Kendall turned towards him, and mustered up the best smile he could.

"Hi James, my name is Kendall Knight. I'm also new." He took out hand from other table, signaling a shake. James immediately smiled, accepting the shake.

"So um, why are you new here? My parents just got a divorce, that's why I'm here." James told Kendall.

"Same with me. My mommy thought she needed a change, so we moved to a new town in Minnesota." Kendall answered. He didn't mention anything about Katie, not wanting to cause himself pain.

"Oh, that's cool. We have something in common!" James laughed.

"I guess we do. You like hockey?" Kendall asked with a grin.

"I LOVE HOCKY!" James exclaimed.

"I think we're going to be good friends." Kendall answered with an approving nod, knowing the two of them were going to be best friends."

End of flash back

"Don't bring up those dark times Kendall."

"Hey, if it wasn't for that elementary school, we wouldn't have been friends."

"That's true. It was also because both of our parents had just gotten a divorce, and we both loved hockey. Ahhh, good times."

"Can't believe we've been best friends since."

"Yeah, we've told each other everything. And still do. It's one of the things I value most about our friendship. "James said with a smile.

"Yeah, everything." Kendall said hesitantly, guilt beginning to take over his mind. Maybe he should just tell him what's wrong; why not? But for some reason, he couldn't do it.

"Well believe it blondie. Speaking of me being such a good friend,-" James started, but was interrupted.

"I don't remember saying that."

"Well it was implied. And interrupting is rude. So hush. ME, being the good friend I am, got us tickets to an amazing place tomorrow night. It'll bring you back to your roots, trust me. You'll understand why I brought you there. NO, it's not a club or anything…more like a friendly gathering. Cause I know Mr. Hollywood hates parties."

It was true. Even though Kendall was super famous now, and got invited to a lot parties, he rarely ever went. It just wasn't his style. He preferred just hanging out in small, close groups.

"Sure, I'll go. What's it called?" Kendall agreed reluctantly.

"I'm not gonna tell you."

"Now I'm worried."

"Don't be. You'll love it. K, I'm gonna go chill by the pool. Wanna join?"

"Nah, but thanks anyways. See you later dude."

"Fine, I'll scope out hot chicks by myself. Later." With that he left, slamming the door behind him.

Kendall chuckled to himself, "How have we been friends for so many years."

He decided to go into his room, and take a nice long nap. Today had been a stressful day.

A/N: Sorry for the filler, I've been struggling with how I want to build my story. I'm not sure if I want to reveal things soon, or keep you guys waiting. Also, I'm lacking motivation, so if you guys could review it'd be great! I promise the next chapter will have more action. Ok? So please stay with me. Thanks! REVIEW PLEASEEE!