I don't wear designer clothes, I don't go to the finest schools, But I know I ain't no fool baby, I may not be a star, I'm not driving the sickest car, But I know I can make you happy baby. I don't know what you been used to, Never been with a girl like you
^^ I've had that song from Victorious on repeat for the last hour and I can say I'm in LOVE with Leon Thomas's voice. Seriously look the song up. It makes me want to do a lovely dovey one-shot about Camille and Logan. Stay posted!
Anyway, I owe you guys this bad, it's been a while *smiles sheepishly*. However I think this might be worth it :D I enjoyed writing this immensely. This is dedicated to DaniiLuvsBTR (although I know it's not exactly what you wanted so I might try again) and CoblynauRisen (Kendall/Logan fluff anyone?)
I have so much more to say, but I'm trying to cut down my author notes (It's not working) so enjoy !
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Kendall groaned as his body made a solid impact with the cold, ice floor. Clenching his teeth together he attempted to stop the scream that tried to escape his lungs as he felt his knee being crushed to an awkward angle. Slowly the weight of the oversized hockey player removed himself from Kendall's lower body and sounds of yelling and screaming filled the crowded hockey arena.
Closing his eyes tightly as if to attempt to block out the pain, he felt a pair of hands gently maneuver him so he was lying on his back. He then felt his head being lifted into someone's lap and somebody else grab his hand tightly. In the distance he could hear Logan's voice shouting instructions to people. Telling players to move out of the way, referees to pause the game, opposing players to keep the hell away from him and ordering someone to call an ambulance because clearly "they were too stupid to think of that themselves."
"You okay buddy?"
Kendall reluctantly opened his eyes to reveal that his head was currently in James's lap with the pretty boy lighting stroking his hair. Looking to his left he saw that Carlos was also on the ground with them clutching his hand as if he were to left go Kendall might disappear.
"I'm fine," Kendall crocked, "Logan's over reacting, calm him down."
James smiled at the younger boy. Even sprawled on the ground, leg sitting at an awkward angle and blood escaping the fresh hockey wound on his side Kendall was still trying to be the leader.
"Hang on buddy, the ambulance will be here soon,"
Within moments Kendall let the words 'ambulance' and 'soon' sink into his brain, and quickly panic rose in his chest. No, not an ambulance. An ambulance meant hospital and there was no way he was going to one of those 'things'. The last time he'd been there was… his dad… five years ago…
James recognized the panic in the blonde's eyes and immediately started to run his fingers through the boy's hair more forcefully then before in attempt to calm him down. "Kendall, shh. Calm down, we'll be there with you the whole time. Nothing is going to happen. We won't let anything happen to you," He tried to reassure him. James knew, actually everybody knew how much Kendall disliked any kind of hospital and how much of a fight he would put up. The brunette did not want to have to deal with an injured and restless Kendall.
The blonde semi relaxed when he heard James talk, at least having them there was better than nothing. However he still weakly attempted to put up a fight, "It's okay James, I'm fine."
Before James or Carlos could react, Kendall tried to lift himself up. But when he went to move, his leg was met with a sharp, stabbing sensation and was crippled by the pain. Crying out loud he was pushed back into James's lap by Carlos.
"You've hurt you knee. The guy," Carlos indicated to number 43 on the apposing team who was now being reprimanded by officials, "slammed into you on purpose. He saw that you were the captain and figured he wanted to take you out. He basically almost knocked you out when he slammed you to the ice. I'm surprised you're even still conscious," Carlos stated.
James lightly whacked Carlos over the head giving him a look that said 'clearly that's not helping'. Carlos just shrugged.
Kendall groaned in frustration but it came out more like a moan of pain.
"Okay Kendall," Logan said approaching his friends and knelt on the ground, "The ambulance is here and they have to get you on the gurney and some pain killers quickly before you pass out."
Kendall nodded reluctantly, not really understanding as to why he would pass out. Although he didn't really care.
James and Carlos slowly and as gently as possible lifted Kendall up while the paramedics strapped him on the gurney. He closed his eyes tightly and tried not to scream out in pain.
"Don't worry son, you'll be alright," He heard one of them say.
"Where are you parents?" Another asked him.
Kendall didn't bother replying and let James say, "His mom's out of town for a few days with his sister. His staying with me,"
The paramedic nodded and let James lead him to his mom, Carlos followed.
Logan however didn't move from Kendall's side conflicted as to where to go, "Logie."
The brunette was pulled out of his thoughts by hearing the blonde, "Yea Kendall?"
"Stay with me?" He asked desperately.
Logan looked up to the man who was handling Kendall who nodded unwillingly, "Yea alright kid. Get in."
Logan smiled and grabbed the blonde's hand, and together there rode to the hospital.
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The next thing Kendall felt was pain. He gradually opened his eyes only to be greeted by a sickening white room which smelt like cleaning disinfected. That only meant one thing.
Hospital.
Kendall groaned in frustration and pain. His head hurt, his knee hurt, his side hurt. Man, just everything hurt. And the only thing he really wanted to do was close his eyes and welcome back the sweet bliss of ignorance and comfort.
Of course, nobody ever really gets what they want do they?
"Hey sleeping beauty," A far too chipper voice beside him said.
Kendall groaned in annoyance at the extremely unwelcomed nickname and shifted so he was now facing Logan Mitchell.
Logan was sitting in the chair beside his bed, mobile in his lap, complicated medical novel in his hands and bright smile plastered on his face, "Look who finally decided to visit the land of the living," Mocking clearly evident in the smaller boys tone.
"Shut up," Kendall crocked out, although due to his current state sounded more like 'shuddup'. "How long?" He asked.
Logan shrugged, "Few hours, five at least,"
The blonde groaned (again) and Logan offered him some water sitting beside the bed which he accepted immediately.
"What the heck happened?" Kendall asked once he composed himself. Now being completely aware of his situation, adjusted himself so he was sitting up. Uneasiness became evident in his stomach upon being aware that he was now in a hospital. A place he loathed.
Logan looked sheepish, "Some guy from the hawks heard that you were the best on the team and decided he'd get rid of you before you became a 'problem'. So he slammed you to the ground. Now you have a mild concussion, dislocated knee and the guys skate met you side. So don't look under the bandage. It's not pretty," Logan assured him.
Kendall slammed his fist on the bed frustrated, but due to the bed being soft it made little impact, "I can't believe that! I'm not even the best on the team! Why'd he go for me?"
"Well you may not be the best. But you are the heart, without you we'd be doomed," Logan said simply.
Kendall's face softened, "You guys would easily be fine without me. Wait, how'd the game go?"
Now Logan looked really guilty, "It went fine,"
Kendall raised an eyebrow, "Fine?"
"Yep," Logan said avoiding eye contact with his best friend. Logan pretended to go back to his book.
"Logan," Kendall warned.
"Kendall?" Logan asked innocently still avoiding contact.
Kendall frowned, it was painfully obvious when Logan lied. He was the worst liar in the world. Actually, scratch that. Logan was a great liar, he just sucked when it came to lying to his friends. It was something about the way Kendall, James or Carlos looked at him that made him gave away his position. They'd just stare at him and he'd get nervous, go all red then blurt out the truth. So he tried not looking at them, although that made it even clearer he was lying.
"Logan!" Kendall yelled annoyed and threw the closest thing to him at the boy which happened to be a magazine.
"Hey!" Logan yelled surprised when the magazine collided with his face.
"Don't lie to me Loge, you know you suck at that," Kendall smirked.
Logan rolled his eyes, "Fine. But remember you're injured. So don't yell, or work yourself up. Or get out of bed and try to kill me."
Kendall completely confused now agreed nonetheless, "Fine, fine. Now tell me."
Logan rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "Well, once you got hurt, we kind of just…left."
"You what!" Kendall yelled.
To most people, they'd be flattered that they left a hockey game to comfort there injured friend. Well, everyone but Kendall. Hockey was Kendall's life. He lived and breathed the ice and loved the feeling of a win. Even if it wasn't his team, just the team he was betting to win. So his friends leaving a hockey game when they were perfectly fine, just to comfort him was bound to strike a chord.
Of course if it was one of his friends injured he'd leave the game within a heartbeat. But his friends couldn't leave just because of him! It was ludicrous. Outrageous. He was fuming.
"Come on Kendall. We weren't just going to leave you. Your moms away! We had to go to the hospital with you," Logan defended.
"But the game!" Kendall whined, "You could have won easily. Our winning streak is ruined," He cried dramatically.
Logan rolled his eyes at the blonde's satirized behavior. He just turned the page in his medical book and continued to read, "You'll move on Kendall. It's not the end of the world."
Kendall just stared at him, giving Logan his famous are-you-insane look.
"There was no way we would have stayed there, so suck it up princess," Logan stated simply.
Kendall slumped back on his pillows and pouted. Yes, the Kendall Knight pouted. It wasn't something he did very often, but right now called for it. He knew there was no way he'd win against Big Time Brain. Although he'd at least try.
It's not like he was unreasonable. He understood. Kendall was a very understanding person, but did they really have to leave the game just because he got knocked down? Was that really necessary?
Of course it was, the little voice at the back of his head told him. You wouldn't have continued a game without any of them. Clearly they would do the same.
Frustrated and annoyed at himself he turned to Logan who had now engrossed himself in his book.
"Thanks," Kendall mumbled quietly.
Logan looked up and smiled at the red that was slowly making its way on the other boys face. Kendall was a leader. Independent and strong, never seeming weak or vulnerable to the world.
However Logan knew the real Kendall. The one he kept behind closed doors. The boy who cried every night for 4 months after his dad left. The boy who was frightened to the core of hospital. The boy who didn't like to show his emotions to people, afraid he'd be rejected. So a mumbled 'thanks' like that one, was the world for Kendall.
"Its okay, you would have done the same," Logan said.
Kendall smiled, of course he would have.
"So where are James and Carlos?" Kendall asked curiously.
Logan chuckled to himself, "Well they went with James's mom to the front desk to sign some papers. But I'm pretty sure Carlos said something about food so my best guess is the cafeteria."
"Of course," Kendall laughed. Taking in his situation fully now he realized that his leg was in a brace, his side was numb but had a white bandage on it and his head hurt. He also realized that he was in one of those uncomfortable hospital gowns that leave nothing to the imagination. Realizing this he blushed deeper. "How long will I be in here?" He asked, doing his best to sound natural, not as uncomfortable and embarrassed as he felt.
"At least 24 hours for observation due to your head injury. But I doubt much longer than that," Logan said.
Kendall nodded, the quicker he got out of here the better, "So you got stuck sitting with me?"
Logan smirked, "Yep. I got stuck on 'Kendall duty'."
Kendall frowned, he did not like the idea of 'Kendall duty'. It sounded humiliating.
"Not that it's a burden looking after you," Logan quickly reassured, worried he offended his friend, "I offered to do it. James and Carlos wanted to as well but James had to go with his mom and you know how hungry Carlos gets, all the time," He babbled.
Kendall nodded in understanding, "It's okay Loge, I get it. I just don't like the term 'Kendall duty'."
Logan laughed, "Of course, well it's going to be 'Kendall duty' for a while now. So you should try and get used to it."
Kendall groaned and put his face in his hands, "There will be no Kendall duty," he cried dramatically.
"I'm afraid with a leg in a brace, side bandaged up and mild concussion 'Kendall duty' will be necessary," Logan smirked, enjoying embarrassing his leader far too much.
"Damn," Kendall muttered. He hadn't thought about that. Being so occupied with the hockey game Kendall hadn't even considered his position outside the hospital bed. How was he supposed to get stuff when he couldn't move his leg properly? Worse, how would his mother react?
She wasn't going to let him out of her sight again. Kendall mentally cringed at the thought.
"Sucks to be you," Logan grinned.
"Stop enjoying my pain," Kendall sulked.
Logan rolled his eyes, "I'm not glad you're hurt. It's just interesting to see you in such a vulnerable position. Because you never seem to get sick or anything. Usually your Kendall fearless leader all the time,"
Kendall contemplated this, "That's not a bad thing is it?" He asked quietly.
Logan laughed, "Of course not. Its who you are, it makes you a great friend. But it's nice to see your human now and then like the rest of us,"
"I'm human," Kendall defended.
"I know your human," Logan laughed, "But sometimes you just portray as… hard."
"Hard?" Kendall asked.
"Yea, or stone. It's like you have two emotions, happy and mad. Sometimes there's not a whole lot in between. Its not necessarily a bad thing and its obvious as to why you do it,"
Kendall swallowed, "It is?"
"To James, Carlos and I yea. But other people don't," Logan said.
"Oh," Kendall said and started fiddling with his blanket awkwardly.
Logan sighed and moved so he was now sitting on Kendall's bed and placed a comforting hand on Kendall's leg brace, "Sorry I didn't mean to offend you,"
"It's okay," Kendall quickly interrupted, "You didn't offend me. I know I can be difficult sometimes."
"Its not like that," Logan assured, "Just compared to me, Carlos or James it may seem like that. I mean Carlos is this happy go lucky kid but he has emotions. Heaps of them, and he can be really sensitive. And you know James talks to his own reflection in a mirror, so that just screams… well I'm not really sure what it screams but it for sure screams something. And you guys have seen me cry more then I'd care to remember. So while we seem to do these things, you just portray to the world as this extremely tough guy who can look after himself. And you have. You look after your family. It makes sense, we wouldn't change you Kendall,"
Kendall blushed and looked timidly at Logan, "Sorry for being so 'independent'."
Logan laughed, "Don't apologize, we're all independent. Just in different ways. It will just be a change seeing you, not the independent Kendall we usually do is all,"
Kendall nodded, "Thanks Logan. You know for putting up with me,"
"Please, if anyone should be saying thank you it's me, I cant believe you guys put up with me," Logan laughed.
Kendall however did not find this funny, "Why wouldn't we put up with you? You're our bestfriend Loge,"
Logan shrugged, "Thanks."
Kendall just smiled, "This is going to be an interesting few days,"
"That's for sure," Logan agreed.
"KENDALL!"
Before Kendall could even register whose voice that came from a Latino with a helmet quickly bear hugged him, "we were so worried!" Carlos exclaimed.
"But not worried enough not to stuff his face," Logan stated moving back to his chair.
Carlos detached himself from Kendall, "True." He said simply.
Kendall rolled his eyes, "Hey bud, how are you?" James asked and gave him an awkward pat on the back. Not wanting to hug his friend in his fragile state.
"I'm not made of glass James," Kendall laughed.
James grinned and quickly pulled the blonde in a tight hug, "I was really worried."
Kendall just nodded into the boys shoulder, "So was I,"
"So how are you now?" James asked letting go of the hug.
"I've been better," Kendall shrugged.
"I'd imagine that Mr. Knight,"
Slowly Kendall was able to register the fact that not only did James and Carlos enter his room but as did Mrs. Diamond and a doctor who was clearly taking care of him.
"I'm Dr. Stevens Kendall," The man answered his unasked question and shook his hand.
"Hey Doc," Kendall smiled.
"So Kendall, how are you feeling?" The doctor asked while his friends made themselves comfortable in his room.
"A bit sore," Kendall answered feeling extremely awkward with everyone's eyes on him.
Dr. Stevens chuckled, "I'd imagine so. You've taken quite a hit kiddo, I'm surprised you even awake."
Kendall frowned not impressed by what he was hearing, or by the tone the doctor was using. Did this man know he was 15, not 5?
"Can I go home yet?" Kendall asked impatiently.
"I'm afraid not yet son, I'd like to keep him over night if that's alright Mrs. Diamond?" Dr. Stevens turned to James's mom.
She nodded smiling, "Of course that's fine. I've called your mom Kendall and she'll be home by tomorrow."
Kendall just nodded and turned back to the doctor, "So I can go home tomorrow, when can I get back on the ice?"
The doctor chuckled again, "I'm afraid it won't be that easy Kendall."
James moved to Kendall's side and put his hand on the blondes shoulder subconsciously.
"Your knee will take a few weeks to heal, and once it is I want you on physical therapy before you're on the ice. And that's only your knee. I want you back here in 1 week so we can look over the wound on your side again," Dr. Stevens stated.
Kendall's mouth dropped in surprised, "What?"
James's grip on his shoulder tightened, trying to control and comfort the blonde.
"I'm afraid there will be no negotiations Mr. Knight," Dr. Stevens said sternly, "Mrs. Diamond that wont be a problem will it?"
"Of course not, we'll take care of Kendall." Mrs. Diamond said enthusiastically.
Kendall groaned and buried his head into James's side. James just patted his head awkwardly.
"Fantastic, I'll see you later Kendall," Dr. Stevens said and exited the room.
"Well, this is going to be interesting," Carlos said uncomfortably.
"I can't play hockey," Kendall said desperately clinging to the pretty's boys shirt. James shared a look with Logan that clearly said we-are-so-doomed.
Carlos rolled his eyes, "Alright, I'm going back to the cafeteria."
That ending sucked :/
New topic,
Who watched brainsurge? *Spolier* GO JAMES! WHOOOP! And Green Big Time was Uh-mazing! Jett and Kendall anyone? And Carlos and James chasing a cow in their pajamas, classic. I have to write something about them running around in their . And who is mega, super, ridiculously excited for Big Time Moms! ME! Seriously, you have no idea. I predict it's going to be my favorite episode! But has anyone read Wikipedia lately? The episode that is 'supposed' to be airing next? Yep, someone must think they're funny. If they think they're serious, clearly then there delusional.
Anyway since shortening my author notes is clearly not working I'll stop typing now :D