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Logan and Carlos sprinted down to the pool, pushing and shoving each other out of the way. "Have you seen Kendall?" they both yelled in unison at Camille, trying to cover up each other's mouths.

"Yeah, he went to the park—"

Carlos and Logan turned and ran off, yelling at each other to back off and give up already. They sprinted through the park, looking around until they spotted Kendall sitting under a tree, eyes shut.

"KENDALL!" they screamed, running towards him.

Kendall stood up when he saw them, smiling in greeting. "Hi, guys—"

"Kendall, will you go out with me?" they both shouted in Kendall's face, before he could get another word in.

"Dude, I asked first!" Carlos yelled, pushing Logan aside.

"Liar!" Logan shrieked, shoving him back. "He likes me more!"

"No, he likes me more! He'd date me a dozen times before you!"

"I bet you don't even know how much a dozen is!"

Kendall stared at the both of them with wide eyes. "The fuck . . .?" This was pretty bad.

Then Kendall spotted James in the distance, walking towards them in complete confusion. "James, save me!" He ran over to him, latching on to the pretty boy immediately. "They've lost their minds!"

"Why are they fighting?" James asked, walking over with Kendall still attached to his arm in fear and bewilderment.

"They're fighting over me. They both want to date me!"

"Hey! Stop it!" James shouted, instantly grabbing both guys' attention. And as soon as they looked over, their eyes fell on James and Kendall and their eyes narrowed in jealous anger. Kendall quickly let go of James, hands behind his back as he stepped away. "Now, what's going on?" James asked patiently.

"I asked Kendall out first!" Logan and Carlos yelled at once. "No, I did! NO I DID!"

"Shut up!" Kendall snapped at them, leaning against James again with his eyes shut. "You're making my head hurt . . . ugh, can we talk about this in the apartment?"

"Fine," Logan pouted, Carlos reluctantly nodding in agreement. The four of them walked back to the apartments, riding the elevator up to the apartment. Once they were inside, they all sat down in the couch.

"Ok, explain," James instructed. When both Logan and Carlos opened their mouths to speak, he quickly cut in, "Logan, you start!"

Logan sighed. "We both want to ask Kendall out, and we both told each other at the same time. And I guess . . . we may have got slightly carried away."

"Sorry, Logie," Carlos sad in a low voice.

"I'm sorry too, Carli." Logan turned to James. "So, I guess that explains it."

"Well, why do you both suddenly want to date him? It seems really random."

"We've been friends with benefits," Kendall said, blushing furiously.

"All three of you?" James asked in disbelief.

They nodded.

"And you didn't think to invite me?" He sounded so offended the other three had to laugh.

"Dude, have you forgotten you were dating Camille?" Carlos chuckled.

"Oh, yeah." Ok, he obviously had forgotten that. "Right, back to you three!" James turned to Kendall. "Which of them do you want?"

Kendall bit his lip. "No idea. Sorry, guys. I can't choose. At least not right now."

"Well, I think we should sort something out to get this settled, one way or another."

There was silence for a moment or two as everyone thought hard.

"Before we decide anything, I have to tell you guys something," Kendall said nervously. "It's really important."

"Ok. Spill," James replied, looking curious.

"I'm . . " Kendall took a deep breath and looked at each of them in turn before finishing. "I'm pregnant."

Carlos burst out laughing, while James and Logan's jaws dropped. Carlos stopped. "Hold on, you're serious?"

"Yes. Katie already knows. And, judging by how far I am . . . I think it's from the time when . . . you know, when you joined in with us." He felt slightly awkward saying this in front of James.

"Oh." Logan looked worried. "So the father could be either of us?"

"Uh huh."

There was silence for a moment or two. "So, what should we do about those two?" James asked, pointing at Logan and Carlos. "I was thinking, maybe something like a contest?"

"What do you mean?" Carlos asked.

"You know. Like, you both date him for a while and then he chooses one of you," James explained.

"That's a good idea!" Kendall praised. "But there will be some rules."

"Obviously." Logan thought for a moment. "First, I don't think there should be any flirting or romance outside of the dates."

"Agreed!" Carlos nodded. "Second, no talking about your date with the opponent, and that goes for you too, Kendall."

"Ok, that's good. I think that's about it." Kendall paused. "Well, there's one more thing. I'm getting the paternity test done in ten weeks."

"Ok, so what say this competition ends today in nine weeks' time?" James suggested.

"That's fine. Anyway, I want you guys to know that whoever the baby's father happens to be, my decision will have been final and the results won't influence it."

"Ok. So, what about—"

"Hi boys, I'm home!"

All four boys looked up to see Mrs Knight walking in, carrying two shopping bags. James, Carlos and Logan all looked at Kendall. "I have to tell her, don't I?" Kendall whispered gloomily.

All three nodded and Kendall sighed, getting to his feet. He walked over to the counter where Mrs Knight was unpacking the groceries. "Mom, can I talk to you?"

"Sure, honey. Is something wrong?"

"Well, it's just something important I have to tell you."

There was silence for a few moments, the three boys listening intently. They were talking quietly, until Mrs Knight gasped, "WHAT?"

"I-I'm pregnant," Kendall stuttered, scared of her reaction.

"Kendall Knight!" Mrs Knight exclaimed, looking furious. "This had better be a joke, or else you've got some serious explaining to do! When were you even going to tell me you were gay!"

"Mom, I-I'm not gay, I just . . . I don't know—"

"How could you be so stupid?" Kendall and the other three flinched at her words, but she kept going. "Who the hell is the father?"

"I, I don't know—I can explain—"

"Oh my God, just don't say anything else!" Mrs knight ran a hand through her hair, chest heaving. She looked both raging with anger and close to tears. Then she took a deep breath. "Kendall . . ."

All four boys waited.

"I want you to pack up your things, and I want you out of this apartment, right now. You're a disgrace, and I don't want you living under this roof anymore."

With that, she stormed off down the hallway and shut herself up in her room.

"Oh my God." Logan was the first to stand up, taking a step towards Kendall. He was just standing there, in shock. "Kendall . . ."

"She kicked me out," Kendall whispered, tears building up in his eyes. "She hates me, Logie."

"No, Kendall . . ."

"She hates me!" Kendall began to cry, huge salty tears sliding down his cheeks. "I c-can't believe this is happening to me! I thought she'd understand!"

"Kendall, it's ok—" Carlos began.

"Where am I gonna go? Where am I supposed to live?" Kendall sobbed. "What am I meant to do now?"

James stood up quickly. "You two, you need to help him pack his things. I'll be back."

"James, what are you—"

But James had already dashed out of the apartment.

"Come on," Carlos said gently, leading the weeping Kendall over to the couch. "You stay here, we'll pack for you."

Forgetting their newfound rivalry, Logan and Carlos hurried down the hall, Logan knocking on Katie's door and calling, "Living room!" as he passed.

Logan and Carlos grabbed Kendall's suitcase and every bag he owned, filling them with is clothes and possessions. For all they knew, Mrs Knight could throw any of his stuff out in a fit of rage. They still couldn't believe she would do this. It was so unlike her . . .

"I think that's everything," Logan said gloomily, when they'd searched every inch of the room for everything belonging to Kendall. "We should probably check the rest of the apartment too."

"I'll take care of that, you get this stuff to the living room," Carlos instructed, grabbing a half full duffel bag and leaving the room.

Logan managed to get everything out by the apartment door; the one large suitcase, a gear bag and a backpack, along with Kendall's guitar case. Kendall was sitting on the couch, head in his hands. Katie was sitting next to him and holding him in a comforting hug. "Hey, Logan," she said softly when she saw him. She looked so unhappy, about as miserable as he felt. Though there was probably nobody in the whole building right now as miserable as Kendall.

"Kendall, you need to calm down a little," Logan said gently. "It's bad for the baby."

"I'm sorry," Kendall whispered, wiping his cheeks with his sleeve. "I can't help it."

"I know."

Suddenly the apartment door opened and James walked in. "James, where were you?"

"The pool," James replied. "Talking to some residents. I have somewhere for you to stay."

"Oh! Where?" Katie asked, seeming to care more than Kendall did.

"Well, I asked some people. Lucy's place is obviously too small, and I thought Camille could, but she doesn't have a spare room and there's no way you're sleeping on a couch. So—"

"Hey, James! Want me to take some stuff up?"

Logan gaped when he saw who'd walked in through the open door. "Jett?"

"Hey, Logan," Jett replied, taking hold of Kendall's backpack and slinging it over his shoulder, before picking up a gear bag in one hand and the suitcase in the other and leaving the apartment.

Logan stared at James in utter confusion as Carlos came into the room with the last bag. "You got Jett?"

"He offered," James replied with a shrug. "He lives alone too, only he has a room spare. So I thought, why not? And I explained everything to him."

"But, you know what they're like!"

"Guys, it's ok."

They turned to look at Kendall, who was standing up and putting on his jacket. "I'm ok," Kendall said quietly, making his way towards the door and picking up the remaining bags. "I don't need you to walk me up. I . . . I'd rather go alone."

Kendall left the apartment and walked towards the elevator with his bags. When he got to Jett's apartment, the door was open already. He walked in to see Jett standing there, waiting for him. "Hey, Kendork," he greeted with a smile. "Down the hall, first door on the left."

Kendall brought his bags in and walked out to the living room. "Jett?"

"Yeah?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"What do you mean?" Jett asked, looking puzzled.

"Why are you helping me like this?" Kendall asked quietly. "We've never got along, ever."

"Because of Jo." Jett sighed. "Since she's in New Zealand now, I figured we could put this behind us. And . . . look, Kendork. I know this is tough on you, and it's not fair. You're a nice guy. I still think your face is kind of odd, but we can get past that, right?"

Kendall nodded slowly, before sniffling and diving straight at Jett, arms around him tightly. Jett was stunned. "Um . . ."

"Sorry, I don't mean to harass you," Kendall whimpered, beginning to cry again. "I j-just really need a hug right now."

So Jett hugged him back tightly. "It's ok."

Kendall unpacked all his stuff and spent the rest of the afternoon in his new room, feeling miserable. Then that evening James, Logan and Carlos called up to see him, and Jett went off into his room to give them some space to talk in the living room.

"I think date number one should be on Friday," James suggested. "Weekends only."

"Date number two should be on Saturday, then!" Logan added, not wanting to wait too long if he was date number two.

"I'll flip a coin to see who goes first," Kendall said with a smile, finding a quarter in his pocket.

He flipped it up in the air as Carlos screamed, "Heads!" followed by Logan yelling, "Tails!"

It landed on heads. Carlos cheered, "Fuck yeah!"

"Guys," Kendall spoke up quietly. "Now that we've got that sorted . . . I don't wanna be rude, but can you go? I'm really tired, I just wanna get some rest."

"Ok, we get it," James smiled, giving him a hug before standing up. "Come on, guys."

Logan and Carlos hugged him too, before leaving the apartment. Kendall sighed, leaning back on the couch. He heard a door shutting and looked up to see Jett standing there slightly awkwardly. "So, are you actually going to bed?"

"No," Kendall sighed. "I just needed some space from them. Does that make me a bad person?"

"No, of course not." Jett walked over. "Well, since you're not going, I was gonna watch Men in Black. You wanna watch with me?"

Kendall smiled up at him. "Yeah, I'd like that."

The week flew by, with Kendall never setting foot near apartment 2J. He saw his mother once or twice but avoided her like the plague. But he did talk to Katie a lot. Because she had nothing against him.

It was Friday afternoon and the guys were at Rocque Records, taking a short break from harmonising when Carlos walked up to him.

"Hey!" Carlos greeted with a smile and a wave. "I just came over to tell you about our date!"

"Oh, yeah! I was gonna ask you about that."

"Wear casual clothes," Carlos told him with a slightly nervous smile on his face. "It's nothing fancy, but I think you'll like it. I hope so, at least."

Kendall smiled back. "Ok. So I don't need anything?"

"Nope, just meet me in the Palmwoods lobby at seven and we'll go."

That evening, Carlos was down in the lobby twenty minutes early. He had a bag with what they needed inside of it, and the car keys in his hand, with his wallet safely tucked into the bag. He suddenly felt like he wasn't making a massive effort for their first date. It hardly even cost him anything, what if Kendall didn't like it?

"Hi! You're here early."

Carlos turned to smile at Kendall, who walked up to him with a grin and gave him a hug. It went without saying that there would be no kisses in the lobby for now. "Well, I wanted to be here before you were. You're pretty early too."

"Well, I didn't want to be late." He winked. "It is our first date, after all."

"That it is. By the way, don't listen to what James says, you look great in plaid." Carlos held out his hand. "Shall we go?"

Kendall took it, throwing a carefree smile over his shoulder at anybody who might be looking at them. They walked out to the parking lot and to the Big Time Rush mobile, getting in. "So, where are we going?"

"I had to get some help from a friend, that's all I'm saying."

Kendall rolled his eyes. "Ok."

They drove for about twenty minutes, a little way out of the busier part of the city and down a suburban road. Then they pulled up outside a little bungalow house. "What's here, Carlos?"

"It is one of Mercedes Griffin's many houses," Carlos replied with a smile. "She's not here very often, it's mostly used for pool parties or whatever."

"There's a pool?"

Carlos nodded, getting out of the car before walking around and opening Kendall's door. "In the back yard. I thought a sort of quiet date would be nice, just something simple." He felt his cheeks heating up. "Oh God, it probably seems really cheap now, doesn't it?"

"No way!" Kendall stood up out of the car, smiling at him. "I think this is nice. Simplicity is kind of what I need right now."

"Well, um . . . ok . . ."

Kendall giggled and kissed Carlos on the cheek, taking him by the hand. "Come on, let's go in. I take it you have a key?"

"No, but I know where it's kept." Walking up to the door, Carlos moved to the right and lifted up a potted plant by one of the windows. He picked up the key and unlocked the door, leading Kendall inside.

The place was small but nice. The kitchen and living room were separated by an open doorway, both floored with the same red tiles. External French doors led out from the living room to the back yard, and they opened them and walked outside. They stood on the patio, looking at the large pool. Carlos turned and switched on the lights for the pool, because the sun was already starting to set. The lights made the pool look like some large blue-green jewel. "This is gonna be fun," Kendall said, turning to grin at Carlos. "But I never brought anything for swimming."

Carlos took the towels he'd brought out of the duffel bag and left them on a sun lounger. "Well, I brought swimming shorts for us, but . . ." Carlos trailed off with a smirk. "We don't have to wear them."

Kendall raised his eyebrows, a smile on his own face. "Skinny-dipping, huh? Sounds fun." He stepped towards the pool, turning over his shoulder to look at Carlos. "Aren't you coming?" He turned back, unbuttoning and pulling his shirt off, leaving it on the ground by the pool. Then he moved down to his shoes, taking them and his socks off and leaving them aside, bending over quite nicely as he did. Carlos watched him, licking his lips subconsciously when the blonde moved to his jeans, opening them and pulling them down along with his underwear, stepping out of them and pushing them out of the way. He turned back to look at Carlos and burst into laughter.

"What?" Carlos asked, suddenly paying attention.

"You've been so busy drooling at me to even take your own clothes off," Kendall replied with a roll of his eyes. He sat down at the edge and slid into the water, gasping when he felt the cold against his skin. He turned around to look at Carlos, pushing back from the pool wall. "Hurry up, will you?"

Carlos stripped probably the fastest he'd ever stripped in his life, yanking his shirt off and everything else as quickly as he could, flinging it all over his shoulder. With a cheer, he leaped straight into the pool, splashing water all over Kendall in the process.

"Carlos!" Kendall squealed when the Latino popped up, laughing. "Was that really necessary?"

"I dunno, I think it was," Carlos chuckled when Kendall shoved him.

It turned into a sort of war, the two splashing and flinging water in each other's direction, shrieking with laughter. Then Carlos dived underwater, swimming forward and grabbing Kendall's leg and yanking him under. He popped back up, chuckling. But then he stopped when Kendall didn't resurface. He jut stayed still under the water. "Kendall?"

Another second or two and Carlos quickly yanked Kendall up to the surface, the blonde's body falling limply against his, eyes shut. "Kendall? Shit, I shouldn't have done that!" He shook Kendall frantically, starting to panic. "Wake up, Kendall! Oh my God, wake up! I'm sorry, just please wake up! PLEASE!"

He heard giggling and froze. "Kendall?"

Kendall looked up at him, shaking with suppressed laughter. "S-sorry, Carli."

"Kendall!" Carlos pushed the blonde away from him, his heart still hammering uncontrollably against his chest. "That wasn't funny!"

Kendall smirked. "It was, though. I can see that you're trying not to laugh."

"I'm not!" But Carlos couldn't help smiling. He reached forward and grabbed Kendall by the hips, lifting him up and pulling him close. Kendall wrapped his legs securely around Carlos's waist and rested his hands on his shoulders. "You're a really bad boy, you know that?" Carlos smirked, pushing Kendall back a little and pressing his lips to his, sliding his tongue in.

Kendall kissed him back eagerly, only to find Carlos pulling back immediately. He gave an annoyed whine. "Carli, I said I was sorry—"

"You still need to be punished," Carlos growled, pushing Kendall up against the pool wall. He ran one hand down Kendall's hip and in between his legs, before pressing one finger up into his ass. Kendall moaned, hands tightening on Carlos's shoulders. Carlos was sure to go slow, working the finger out of Kendall a little before moving another in. Water wasn't the best substitute for lube, and he wasn't going to hurt the blonde if he could help it.

Slowly scissoring the two fingers and pressing them up against Kendall's prostate, Carlos drew them out again before pulling Kendall in for another kiss, slipping his tongue in between the blonde's soft lips. Kendall moaned, grabbing Carlos's cheeks and pulling him in closer, their tongues rubbing off against each other. Then Kendall pulled back, moving his lips down Carlos's jaw and to his neck, licking and nipping on a random spot and staying there.

Carlos gripped the base of his cock with one hand and Kendall's hip with the other, pushing up towards Kendall's entrance and sliding in. He moved that hand back to Kendall's hip as he slid in, inch by inch. Kendall was gasping against his neck, moaning his name on a shaky voice. Carlos stopped once he was fully in, and at this, Kendall groaned and swivelled his hips, trying to move on Carlos's dick. Though it wan't working very well, to his obvious frustration. "Carlos, come on!"

"Come on what, Ken?" Carlos questioned innocently, pulling back slightly before slowly rocking his hips forward again. He smirked, "Naughty boys have to tell me what they want, or I can't give them anything, can I?"

"Oh G-God, Carlos," Kendall moaned against the Latino's next. "Move! Please . . . fuck!"

Carlos's snapped his hips forward again, getting another moan out of Kendall and smiling to himself. He was just so submissive, it was hot. He started a slow rhythm, thrusting hard but at a gentle pace in and out, hands moving up and down Kendall's sides. With each rough jab to his prostate Kendall let out a weak cry of pleasure, his nails dragging slightly against the tan skin of Carlos's shoulders. It hurt a little, but that really didn't matter because Kendall was so tight and hot around him and it felt so fucking good—

When Kendall came, the feeling of his walls clenching around Carlos made him come too, throwing his head back with a moan as he felt Kendall bite his neck, maybe even hard enough to break skin. But he really didn't care. "Um, the pool water," Kendall murmured against his neck, obviously talking about the cum they were leaving behind in Mercedes Griffin's pool.

"There'a filter for a reason."

There was silence for a moment or two, and then Carlos realised he was still buried inside Kendall and slowly pulled out, loosening his grip on Kendall's hips as the blonde let his legs drop down and just float in the water. "Um, that was good," he said lamely after a minute or two. He never really knew what to say after sex.

Kendall laughed at him, moving his legs so his feet were pressed against the pool wall, before pushing off and tackling Carlos into the water. Carlos squeaked in surprise before he was completely submerged in the water. He opened his eyes with slight difficulty and saw Kendall smiling at him, before leaning in and giving him an innocent peck on the lips and straightening up. Carlos followed him up, standing up straight with his head and shoulders out of the water. "And underwater kiss? That's new."

"Figured I'd give it a try," Kendall replied with a shrug.

Carlos rolled his eyes. Then he smiled. "It was so quick, I just didn't really get to enjoy it. Wanna go again?"

Kendall giggled, moving a little closer to Carlos and running a hand through his hair, the other moving up to his neck. At the same time they both took a breath and slid under the water, opening their eyes once they were under. Carlos leaned forward and pressed his lips to Kendall's, smiling into the kiss. Carlos moved his hands to Kendall's cheeks and pressed their mouths together, opening his a little and smiling into the kiss when Kendall did the same. Their tongues rubbed together for just a second before they moved back up out of the water, luckily no water getting in between their lips.

They splashed around in the pool for another while, flinging more water in each other's faces and giving each other piggybacks. Well, Carlos gave Kendall one. He was afraid to let Kendall try in case he hurt the baby. Which Kendall didn't complain about. He was starting to get tired. And Carlos suddenly seemed to realise this when Kendall yawned when he thought he wasn't looking.

"Wanna get out and warm up?" Carlos suggested. "We can go sit by the fire."

"That sounds nice," Kendall said with a smile.

"I'll go set it up," Carlos said with a wink, climbing out of the pool. He grabbed his boxers and one of the towels, heading off towards the living room. He dried himself off as he went, kneeling down on the tiled floor to start the fire. Once it was done, he finished drying himself and pulled on his boxers.

Walking back in towards the pool, he saw Kendall standing by the pool, buttoning up his plaid shirt, his boxers already on. With the moonlight shining on his wet hair, Carlos watched him as he slowly looked down, lips pouted as he rested a hand on his flat stomach. "You ok?"

Kendall's head snapped up. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking." He walked over to Carlos and kissed him slowly, wrapping his arms around his neck. Carlos grinned, his hands finding Kendall's slim waist and gripping it firmly but gently.

"You go sit down," Carlos murmured breathlessly when he pulled back. "I'll be there in a second."

Kendall walked into the living room, sitting down on the tiled floor, leaning his back against the couch. He honestly had no idea why he chose to sit there. But he was pregnant, he could make weird decisions if he wanted to. Carlos walked back in a minute or two later, chuckling when he saw him. "You like the floor, I see."

Kendall nodded, smiling and blushing slightly as he patted the spot next to him. "Come sit, Carli."

"You hungry?" Carlos asked, sitting down by the fire.

"Yeah, I guess so." Kendall scooted closer to him, curling his long bare legs up.

"Great! I ordered pizza a few minutes ago. Mercedes is a regular when she's here with friends, so they know where this place is by now. Should be here soon."

"Cool." Kendall smiled, kissing Carlos lightly, hand gently cupping his cheek, before it slid down and rested on his chest. "I'm glad we got to do this now."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, soon enough I won't be able to do anything like this, because of the baby." Kendall sighed, resting his head on Carlos's shoulder. "I'll be getting so big, I just know it."

"You'll still look gorgeous," Carlos replied with a grin. "That's a promise."

"Thank you," Kendall mumbled softly, letting his eyes drift shut. Carlos probably didn't realise just how much what he'd said meant to him right now.

They sat in silence for a little while, listening to the sound of the fire crackling and sparking. Kendall ran his hand along Carlos's stomach, pressing a light kiss to his shoulder. Carlos looked down at him and smiled, unable to help admiring the way the firelight hit his soft face. He was so perfect.

"What are you hoping for?"

"Hmm?"

"The baby. What are you hoping for?"

"Oh." Kendall shrugged with a happy sigh. "I don't know. I'd like to wait until the baby is born to find out. I guess a little boy would be nice . . . but if I give the baby up for adoption, it won't really matter."

"What?" Carlos's eyes widened. "You're thinking of doing that?"

"Honestly, I don't know. I mean, I don't want to give my child away but I don't want them to be unhappy because I can't take care of them—"

"Hey, don't say that. You'd make an amazing parent, you're so good with kids. You know that."

"But with the band and—"

"Hey, if you were able to balance hockey training three times a week, your supermarket job AND babysitting Katie from when we were fifteen, you can handle this."

Kendall chuckled. "Thank you. I guess I need to think about it more. I have a lot of time."

Then there was a knock on the door. Carlos looked up. "That's probably our food. I'll go get it." Grabbing his sweater off the floor, he pulled it on over his bare chest and left the room. Kendall waited for him to come back, watching the fire for a few moments. Then Carlos came back in with a large pizza box and two cans balanced on top.

Carlos set the pizza box down on the floor, opening it up. "I got Hawaiian, you like that, right?"

"Carlos," Kendall chuckled. "You've known me long enough. You don't need to keep checking up on these things, babe."

"Sorry, I can't really help it." Carlos handed him a can of soda, smiling shyly. Kendall just called him babe. He was making progress! "I just want you to enjoy the date, you know? I mean, it is our first so I don't want you to dread going out with me again or anything."

"That'd never happen." Kendall smiled sweetly before putting on a teasing smile. "Now come on, we'll eat. I know you long enough to know when you're hungry."

They ate the pizza quickly enough, chatting a little as they did. But they were both starving, so mostly the sound of chewing could be heard. When they finished, Carlos took off his sweater off again as requested by Kendall, and they cuddled up together again, backs leaning against the couch.

"This was a great night," Kendall sighed happily, resting his head on Carlos's chest. "It was a lot of fun."

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it." Carlos wrapped an arm around Kendall's shoulder, pulling him closer. "That is the whole point of a date, after all."

Kendall laughed, leaning up and kissing Carlos gently on the cheek. "I realise that." There was a brief pause. "How's everyone in 2J doing?"

Carlos sensed the unhappy tone in Kendall's voice immediately. "They're ok, I suppose. No one's really been talking to your mom much. Katie kept wanting to go see you, but James thought it'd be better to let you settle in a bit first."

"When did James get so mature and responsible?" Kendall giggled.

"I haven't a clue! Do you think he's just high on hairspray?"

"Maybe it's Hollywood Fever again."

Right now they were both laughing hysterically, Kendall's laughter muffled by Carlos's shoulder. However, their laughter did die down. And in the silence that followed, they sat there together, and eventually drifted off to sleep.

Carlos woke up suddenly, yawning and looking around. They were still on the floor, Kendall still asleep on his shoulder. He turned and nudged him lightly, "Kendall, wake up."

Two more nudges and Kendall shifted slightly, sighing and opening his eyes. "Huh?"

"We fell asleep," Carlos said with a tired smile, pointing to his phone. "Can you get that and check the time?"

Kendall crawled over to where Carlos's phone was and took a look at the screen. "It's almost eleven! We must've slept for ages."

"Oh, damn." Carlos bit his lip. "We should probably get going." He stood up, helping Kendall to his feet as he did. "This probably sounds very uncool, but I still have a curfew."

Kendall rolled his eyes. "It's ok. I'll go get our clothes."

Kendall walked off while Carlos picked up the empty box and cans, taking them to the kitchen and throwing them away. The fire had died out by now, so Carlos just put the spark guard up over it and left it alone. When Kendall returned, they got dressed and Carlos grabbed his bag off the floor. "Let's get going," Kendall grinned, taking Carlos by the hand and leading him towards the door, turning any lights left on off as they went. Carlos locked the door aftver them and they went back to the car, hand in hand.

They drove back to the Palmwoods, walking through the almost silent lobby towards the elevator. Carlos insisted on walking Kendall up to his new apartment. "It's the mannerly thing to do," he said firmly when Kendall repeatedly told him he didn't have to.

They stopped outside 4B, both disappointed that the date was over. "Well, um. Thanks for everything," Kendall said slightly awkwardly, but with a sweet smile. "I'll see you tomorrow, maybe? The four of us can hang out."

"Ok," Carlos grinned. Then he stepped closer to Kendall, pulling him in for a kiss. Kendall sighed happily, opening his mouth immediately when he felt Carlos's tongue run along his lip.

Kendall pressed back against the door, running his fingers through Carlos's short hair as the Latino kissed him softly. Carlos's tongue ran in along his, making him shiver in pleasure and making him weak at the knees.

Then suddenly the door to the apartment opened and Kendall fell backwards, squeaking in surprise when he fell straight into a pair of strong arms. "Oh! Um, sorry guys, I thought someone was banging on the door . . ."

All three of them were blushing furiously as Jett stood Kendall back on his feet before quickly shutting the door. Kendall turned to Carlos, giggling as he leaned forward and pressed one more quick kiss to his lips. "I should go in now. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Kendall."

Kendall walked inside the apartment, shutting the door and locking it behind him with a dreamy smile on his face. He looked over to see Jett sitting on the couch, reading a magazine and holding it right up so Kendall couldn't see his face. He laughed, walking over and sitting with him. "You alright there, Stetson?"

"Uh huh. Never better." Jett out the magazine down, cheeks still a little red. "So, how was your date?"

"Amazing," Kendall sighed, leaning back with a grin. "We just went to this pool house that a friend of ours owns, but I'd never been there and it was so amazing—"

"I bet the pool sex was too."

"Jett!"

"What? You still haven't denied it!"

Kendall smiled, hoping he wasn't blushing. "Well . . . yeah, that was pretty amazing too. He's so sweet . . ."

"I'm sure Logan is too. Don't forget you've got a date with him tomorrow."

"Oh, yeah."

Well, a surprise or two popped up in this chapter, am I right? ;D I may be foreshadowing things with what happened in this chapter . . . not too sure yet, you'll just have to wait and see! Next chapter shall have Kogan, and some more of them being silly XD

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