James didn't understand why he couldn't stop thinking about Kendall Knight, especially because he was currently having sex in Mercedes Griffin, Mercedes wasn't anything special of course, but she was the hottest girl at school, or at least was supposed to be the hottest girl at school. She had sneaky blue eyes and flowing blonde hair and lots and lots of money, and wasn't that hard to get into bed, a real winner as far as the teenage boy was concerned.
But as he rutted into her with all of his strength, making her scream, her long manicured nails digging into his tan back he couldn't help think about….well think about Kendall. Kendall Knight. Kendall fucking Knight. He found himself comparing Mercedes to Kendall the whole while that he was fucking her, her blue eyes that had been so attractive a few weeks ago before he had met the blonde now looked dull and almost cruel compared to Kendall's bright green ones, filled with kindness and smiles. Her blonde hair that was dyed and highlighted looked so false and flashy compared to Kendall's natural sunshine golden locks, that shimmered so naturally on his forehead and folded behind his ears like silk.
And her skin, why did she need to be so tanned, Kendall's skin was like ivory, so soft and kissable, god how he just wanted to bend the blondes neck back and nip and kiss at that skin until it was blackened with hickeys, all marked up as his.
What the fuck?
No, hell no, he did not like anyone, especially not Kendall Knight. Fuck that, no.
James grunted and glided into Mercedes harder, she shrieked, her hair filled with sweat, her glossed lips open, looking like a cow that had just been branded in James opinion, Kendall would never look like that during sex he decided, the little blonde would tremble in his arms, he would whimper out James name and he'd grit his teeth together, his eyeslashes fluttering,
God dammit.
"Oh come on Kendall, don't give up now," Logan pleated; he was sitting next to his cousin who was lying flat across the bed, crying into the pillows.
"What's the point?" Kendall sobbed, "I work so hard and I just get fatter and fatter and-"he sobbed wildly into the pillow, clutching it to his chest.
"You're going through a dry spell," Logan tried to insist, "Your body isn't losing it now, but in a week or two you'll lose twenty pounds like that," He snapped his fingers.
"More like gain twenty pounds." Kendall wailed.
"Kendall listen to me, it's your water weight-"Logan said.
"I thought it was a dry spell," Kendall snapped.
"Oh I don't know what it's called, but Carlos was telling me that happens when someone's losing weight, sometimes you won't lose right away, or sometimes you'll gain a little and then the weight will just come off in a week or whatever. I go threw them all the time." Logan insisted. "Last month I gained like ten pounds, and I was all bloated and gross and in a few days it all fell off with like eight other pounds with it."
"No I'm fat!" Kendall cried. "I'm always gonna be fat."
"Kendall-"
The doorbell went off.
"That's Carlos and James, hold on," Logan ran out of the room and down the staircase, he tossed open the front door and instantly cried,
"Baby I need your help!" to Carlos.
"With what babe?" Carlos asked as he and James pushed into the front foyer.
"Kendall's going through a dry spell and he's like, super depressed. And when he's depressed about his weight I'm depressed about my weight and-and" he fluttered his hands in front of his eyes to keep himself from crying.
"Babe calm down, do you want me to go get you ice cream or something?" Carlos asked.
"Ice cream? ICE CREAM? Someone's depressed about their weight and you think the solution is ice cream!" Logan screeched his perfect pale face flushing.
"Well that's what you used to-"Carlos started, trying to defend himself.
"USED TOO! Do you want me to be fat forever, I'm trying to lose fucking weight here you giant ball sack!" Logan slapped Carlos on the back of the head.
"Giant ball sack?" James snickered.
"Oh shut the fuck up pubic hair face!" Logan snapped at him, looking like an adorable ruffled kitten in Carlos' opinion.
"Its stubble!" James snapped, feeling his unshaven face.
"It makes your face look like a half shaven dick!" Logan screeched before storming up the stairs.
/
A little while later James, Carlos, Logan and Kendall were all squeezed together on the couch watching the Wizard of Oz, James, Carlos and Logan were sharing a bowl of salt less, butter less, low fat popcorn, while Kendall snacked on a tube of frozen blueberries.
"Are you gonna go on that date with Dak?" Logan asked Kendall over Carlos' head.
"No," Kendall answered, James perked up and looked over at the two heavy set beauties.
"Why not?" Logan demanded, "He really liked you."
"I don't like him," Kendall answered, "All he wants is sex."
"So what? You doesn't like sex?" Logan asked, Kendall flushed a deep red.
"Not with him I don't, he looks mean."
"He looks perfectly fuck-able in my opinion." Logan said, grabbing a handful of popcorn and popping half of it into his mouth.
"Everyone's fuck-able in your opinion."
"So not true!" Logan said.
"Who?" Kendall asked.
"Like, I wouldn't do Hitler or whatever. Or like, Osama Bin Laden. Or like, the weird Chinese dude at the pharmacy…"
"That's you're not gonna fuck list?" Kendall demanded. "Hitler, Osama Bin Laden, and the weird Chinese guy at the pharmacy?"
"Are you saying you would fuck them?" Logan asked.
"You're a fucking idiot." Kendall snapped, and wacked Logan on the back of his head.
"Ow Carlos he hurt me!" Logan whined at once.
"What do you want me to do about it?" Carlos asked eyes on the flying monkeys on the screen.
Logan huffed. "Fine no ass for Carlos this weekend."
"But Logie!" Carlos protested at once.
Logan rolled up a magazine and wacked Carlos on the top of the head. "Bad."
"I'm not a dog!" Carlos snapped.
Logan seemed to disagree, he wacked Carlos several times over the head again. "Bad dog bad."
Carlos got up, picked up Logan, threw him over his shoulder and marched the small brunet up the stairs, who just so happened to still be hitting him in the head with a magazine
"So you're not dating anyone then?" James asked suddenly, Kendall stared at him, wide eyed.
"Why would I be?" Kendall asked slowly.
"No reason," James said, "I just thought because Logan-"
"Because Logan is dating someone I have to be dating somebody?" Kendall asked.
"No," James said. "You don't have to, I don't want you too, I mean-"
"You don't want me to be dating anyone?" Kendall asked, raising an eyebrow.
"That's not what I meant; I mean…I don't date fat people."
Kendall sniffed. "That's a charming thing to say."
"That's not what I meant-"James spluttered at once.
"FYI Jackass, I didn't ask you to date me, and if you don't date fat people, why do you care who the fuck I date?" Kendall got up, dumped the rest of the blueberries over James' head, and got up to go sit in the armchair across the room.
000
"Where are we going?" James groaned for the eighteenth time since he and Carlos had left the Latino's driveway.
"I told you, were picking something up, you turd."
"And what exactly is that thing?" James asked, as they turned down an unfamiliar street.
"Things. Kendall and Logan, they missed the bus home, and their parents couldn't pick them up, so Logan called me." He was squinting and looking at the street signs.
"Do you even know where you're going?" James asked.
"Yes, I do!" Carlos said, grinning. "Logan told me to go down Maple Street-"
"This is Smith Avenue-"James said.
"We were on Maple Street a moment ago, and then it's Smith Avenue, then South Street, then Old Brook Road, and finally the end of Belt Boulevard."
James groaned. "Do we have to pick that Kendall kid up?" He really didn't want to see him, he had fucked things up big time when they had last time face to face, he had come off as the biggest dick in the world and he was still confused about it.
"What's your problem with him?" Carlos demanded. "He's a sweet kid, and he's my boyfriend's cousin and best friend, you're gonna be seeing him a lot so you better figure your shit out."
"I may or may not have called him fat the last time we were at Logan's house."
Carlos slammed on the brakes and the car skidded forward a foot or so and slammed to a stop.
"You what?" Carlos screamed.
"CARLOS WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING ROAD!" James screamed.
"YOU DID WHAT TO MY BOYFRIENDS COUSIN!"
"Dude it's not a big deal!"
"James I don't think you understand how Logan and Kendall work, their like fourteen or fifteen or whatever, and their sensitive as a three year old! They gossip like old women and they tell each other everything! If you do something to one of them then other one is gonna know and Logan takes everything out on me when I do something stupid, or you do something stupid, do you know what he's gonna do to me when he finds out my best friend called his best friend fat!"
"Look Carlos, I'm sorry-"James tried to say.
"Oh my god just shut the fuck up James," Carlos growled threw his lips, he restarted the car and they drove in silence threw the rain until they got to Belt Boulevard.
Two small figures were standing under a tree, it was six o'clock and the sun behind the rain clouds was already gone and it if it wasn't for the street lights it would be pitch black out, the school was empty and black and the driveway was empty except for a broken down car that the school mechanic team was supposed to be fixing, as Logan had told Carlos the other week.
Carlos parked by the curb and honked twice. The two small figures came running over to the car and then, drenched and shivering, Logan and Kendall crawled into the back seat of Carlos' old Toyota. Carlos searched under his seat for a moment and pulled out two big cotton blankets and passed them to each of the teens.
"T-T-T-Thank y-y-you f-for p-p-pick-picking u-u-us u-up." Logan struggled out threw chattering teeth, Kendall nodded in agreement not being able to say anything due to the fact he was shaking and chattering too hard.
"Aw baby," Carlos cooed, "You're freezing, do you want me to make you some low fat hot chocolate when I get you home?"
"And H-Hot P-Pockets?" Logan begged. "I haven't eaten all day. Neither has Kendall. We were late for school and we couldn't have breakfast and then we had to do a project on the library computer during lunch because mine fried out and then we had to stay after school till five thirty for a drama club meeting."
"Of course baby, you must be starved." He dug around in a cup holder for a moment before pulling out a handful of toffee and strawberry flavored candies. He passed the handful to the boys and then put the car in drive, pulling away from the curve and starting to drive.
Besides from the radio everyone was quiet except for the crinkling of candy wrappers and then snap of the boy's lips as they sucked on the candies harshly.
James was looking out the window, sipping at his Vitamin Water when suddenly he was hit hard over the head.
"Ow!"
Logan was sitting on his knees, a rolled up magazine in his hand and whacking the brunet over the head hastily. "Ow! Ow! Jesus, where the fuck do you get those magazines!"
"From your mother's ass!" Logan slapped James on the face. "HOW-" whack "Dare" whack "You" whack "Call" whack "Kendall" whack "Fat" whack "You useless little bitch!" whack whack whack whack whack.
"Babe, stop hitting James, hes getting in my way," Carlos said, shoving James harshly back into his seat. Logan pouted and sat back down, pouting.
"Wait until I get out of this car!" Logan growled.