Author's Note: Fuck Time, I miss you guys.
Logan looked over Kendall skeptically, not truly convinced he was really there, but Jennifer confirmed it with anger.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Logan knew she knew who it was, but she needed recognition from the source.
"I'm here to see Logan; who are you?" the tall blonde questioned back, but Jennifer obviously wasn't amused.
"Jennifer, the boy you hurts best friend," she replied.
"Look, I'm just here to-," the blonde boy was trying to be clever, but it wasn't working to charm anyone.
"I know what you're here to do," she said, rolling her eyes, "and I think you need to go away, right now."
"Um, I'm not here for you," the blonde said, pushing past Jennifer a little to get a better look at a petrified Logan, "I'm here for him." He put his hand with the rose out when Jennifer grabbed the head in her hand and squished it.
"I said leave," she said as she dropped the crumpled red pedals, "So I'll say it again, go away and don't come back this time; you aren't going to hurt him anymore than you already have," Jennifer gestured to Logan who was blankly staring forward.
"What, are you his care taker," Kendall was getting frustrated which frightened Logan a little, but he still could only just stare forward.
"I'm whatever he fucking needs me to be, and I think he needs me to tell you that you should go away, now," and instantly, she slammed the door in his face before grabbing Logan's hand and bringing him back into her embrace, "It's okay Logie, it'll all be alright." They both got back into the small bed before Logan quietly fell asleep in Jennifer's arms during the next program they were watching. Jennifer thought Logan was so cute when he fell asleep, but not so much when he woke up; she had no intention of being there when the screaming would start. And it would always start. So in the slinkiest way possible, Jennifer got out of the room before midnight.
Kendall just couldn't understand it; he'd worked so hard to find this boy and somehow, everything that could possibly go wrong did. He didn't mean to fuck it up, but it was a natural ability he had for saying the wrong thing to the wrong person. Still, he had to see the brunette; it might kill him if he didn't and so he developed a plan to win the boy over. He wasn't giving up the most beautiful thing he saw so easily.
So now, he was standing outside the house, picking up all the little stones he could find, and searching for the right window to assault and then he recognized the one with the poster in front of it. Kendall had played baseball as a kid, so it wouldn't be that hard to hit his target, but he was surprised at how little noise the stones made against the window. Finally, he found one he knew would work and he threw it with all his force and it did do its job. It crashed straight through the window, splinters of glass falling everywhere while he could hear rustling in the bedroom above. This wasn't good; his only intention was to get Logan's attention, not almost kill him and he knew it wouldn't go well.
Logan woke from a dream to an all too familiar sound of shattering glass falling to the floor. When he first jerked upwards to see what was going on, he thought maybe it was just part of the dream, but he could feel the strong breeze from outside and the rock sitting at his feet.
Immediately, he slipped a quick pair of shoes on to look out the window and saw the blonde boy from before pacing the ground below, obviously trying to figure out how to explain the broken glass. Logan didn't exactly know how to feel, but he knew he was upset about being woken up to glass breaking all over him, so this meeting wasn't going to go as smoothly as the blonde had obviously hoped. Yet, for some very bizarre reason, when ever Logan saw Kendall, he couldn't even speak out of all his emotions rushing at him at once. So for a long time, he just stood in the window that was broken while Kendall paced the ground, never realizing that Logan was watching from above. Then the blonde boy looked up and saw Logan watching him intently.
"Do I know you? Cause you look like my next …" Kendall was having trouble with the word, but he heard Logan whisper something from above.
"Boyfriend?" the petite teen said, not really sure if that was the right thing.
"Yeah," Kendall responded, seeing the boy above smile lightly and he saw his chance, "Did the sun come up or did you just smile at me?"
Logan blushed hard when the blonde said it and that was it; there was no one to stop the brunette from being smitten. "Come outside to meet me, I really want to talk to you." Logan nodded swiftly before lacing the shoes he'd thrown on and grabbing an old blue jacket that he hadn't used for a while. He raced down the stairs and grabbed his keys he left on the table before seeing Kendall smiling in front of him. "What brings you by?" he said sarcastically while Logan approached cautiously. For some reason, he couldn't seem to speak at the moment, but he was confused to if it was fear or enamorment because at times they could be the same exact thing. "Get in the car; we don't have to leave the neighborhood, but we could talk and stay warm." He smirked at the petite boy and he followed instruction, getting into the black car while Kendall got in on the opposite side.
"So," Logan began, not really sure what to say since the conversation earlier, "gow long have you been down here?"
"Since I got kicked out earlier," Kendall stated honestly, turning the key in the ignition.
"NO!" Logan screeched, startling Kendall next to him, "Let's not drive, we can just sit here and talk can't we. That would be nice."
"Okay, it that's what you want, I won't try to fight you there," Kendall put the radio on low before turning to face the boy next to him, "So, were do we start with all this."
"What do you mean; you've talked to people before haven't you; I'm supposed to be the socially inept one of the two of us."
"Inept; really?" Kendall said with a grin before his face became serious again, "I have, but the difference is, I was never trying to impress those people before I met you," Logan smiled and looked away while Kendall continued, "Look Logan, I screwed up earlier; I really, really like you and I just don't know what I am right now. I'm confused and a mess, but the one thing I can say is you are all I think about. Night and Day I think about you that day at the camp and it haunts me to think that I almost lost you before I could barely get to know you at all." He couldn't seem to look up when he felt the light brush of lips against his cheek. He smiled when he saw Logan starring at him with a bright intensity.
"Really, you've been thinking about me. Why?" Logan gave him a strange look and Kendall wasn't exactly sure why.
"What do you mean; you don't remember that kiss at camp."
"Yeah, I remember it clearly because it was incredible, but I also remember passing out mid-way through it."
"Yeah, that's right," Kendall had forgotten about that; or at least tried.
"And anyway, why would someone like you want something like me," the brunette bit into his bottom lip, "I mean, you're handsome and good-looking and I'm just so, so, everything you aren't. I'm thin and small and, not well."
"Logan, you're everything I could even begin to want in this world. It doesn't matter what you are and aren't because what you are to me is beautiful and incredible and eccentric. It just all got the best of you. That's all." Kendall smiled at the smaller teen in the seat next to him who couldn't seem to take his eyes off of him.
"I. I like you Kendall, but I'm not sure if I could every be what you deserve. I don't know if I'll ever get to leave this place or start a family or get married. You scare me because I feel the pressure to try to stay sane with you and it drives me out of my mind."
"I like you too, Logan, but I don't think we're to that point in our relationship yet, I mean we just kinda started semi-dating," Kendall smiled down to Logan in the passenger seat before making his move, "So, anyway, I'm really tired and I don't have time to go home, so do you think you have room for me to bunk with you tonight."
"You cracked my window."
"We can fix it."
"There's glass everywhere"
"I'll sweep"
"You really think we should sleep together on the first date."
"I didn't know this was the first date for us."
"Oh"
"I plan to take you on a real first date tomorrow."
"OKAY!" Logan smiled wide at that one, warming Kendall's heart.
"So is that a yes to sleeping with you."
"Yeah, I guess so." Kendall turned the car off and locked it while Logan opened the well bolted door and grabbed the broom and scoop. They raced upstairs to the brunette's bed room before they started their clean up together. Kendall threw the rock back out the gaping hole in the window while Logan carefully picked up the glass and threw it away. After he'd ensured every piece was clear, Kendall taped over the hole in the window with duct tape to try to make some kind of short term repair. It'd last, it would just look a little bad, but that didn't matter because he had Logan near at the moment.
Quickly, Logan undid the bed and climbed in, not taking notice to the stripping blonde behind him before falling to sleep.
Kendall chuckled under his breath because he thought it was cute how fast Logan had fallen asleep after they'd gotten everything done and how cute he looked. Logan was practically in a ball on the bed, his arms wrapped around himself for warmth. Carefully, so he wouldn't wake Logan up, he got into the bed and pulled the sheets over the both of them and held Logan tight. This had to be the best night of his life. Even if he wasn't gay.
But for Logan, it was his worst nightmare that was appearing in front of his eyes; it was one that never seemed to disappear no matter how good the day was. It was the reason no one liked to be around him when he slept because he had a habit of screaming during this one.
The nightmare started at camp again, which for some reason is in all black and white and is sounless, the day the councilor harassed him about his hands on his hips. He followed his direction without hearing the voices, until he sees the director bloody on the ground with himself on top of the now dead man. The red of the blood being the only color on the monochromatic landscape. His hands are covered in blood and his body is heaving as he runs through the camp, screaming at the horror of the whole situation. He runs into the kitchen and grabs the knife. He stands on the table and the voices still aren't there. Just him doing all of this by himself, like a silent film because no sounds could be heard. As if the scene with the glass had been cut for irrelevance, but the blood was left to screw with him. He's shouting on the table, no sound will come out of his throat and then Kendall appears. And no sound comes from his moving lips either. And in all of Logan's confusion, he starts swinging the large knife left and right, desperately trying to wake himself up because at this point he realizes he's trapped in his own dreams. Then he hears one blood curdling scream and there Kendall lies on the ground covered in bright red blood, the knife dripping from his hands. In terror, he drops it and runs away into a forest, still desperately screaming for someone to wake him up, to save him from anymore horror and he walks into the doctor's office through a door he experiences in the woods. The office looks very familiar because it's the one he has his therapy in, but instead of the kind, old doctor sitting in the seat, it's himself. He looks down to make sure he's still there when he sees the alternate him begin to speak,
"You can't ever get rid of us Fag. You can try and try and try, but we'll never go away. I'll always live in your mind and dreams and the moment you're happy, I'll snatch it away. And there's nothing you can do to stop me, because I'm you and you can't escape your own damn self."
And as soon as Logan realizes it's the voices trying to come back, he begins screaming and yelling in terror, realizing the only way to be awoken is by someone else.
Kicking and shouting, he feels hands shake him back to life and his groggy gaze reveals Kendall starring at him in horror.
"You alright Kisses, you're screaming," the blonde boy said with a nick name that Logan hadn't heard before.
"Yeah, as long as you're here," but Logan knew better than to think loneliness brought on these dreams; they always happened, each night, he'd become accustomed to waking up to finding someone above him staring wildly. Usually if it was Jennifer or Fender or someone who knew him well enough, he'd ask them to stay with him for the rest of the night, but usually, they'd avoid doing it because at one point, the screaming would start again. But, Kendall merely pulled Logan in closer to rest on his chest before they both drifted into sleep, and this time, Logan was able to wake himself from the dream.
Author's Note: Okay, sorry if the story is super confusing, but I like being able to write for both of them just when I feel like it. After writing a story from a specific personality point, it's a nice change. So, since I finished all the business in the last four chapters, I get the next twelve to turn into a good little fangay and answer all of your awesome questions and comments. So for starters, just to give you a hint at the ending, the scene with Logan's staring at an unknowing Kendall from his broken window took inspiration from a certain Mr. Shakespeare. Yup, that was supposed to be like Juliet's Balcony and all. Also, I know this may not have been obvious, but Jennifer is one of the Jennifer's from the show, (she's the one played by Savannah Jayde). But, the one that's super not obvious is who Fender is because he's a character from the show as well. Yes, if you just got it, Fender is Guitar dude and I chose the name Fender off of the huge guitar brand. Get it. Sorry if the dialogue is totally contrived, but this chapter was one of the much harder ones. And for anyone who thought Friday was coming so freaking slow, I totally get it. It's killed me not to be able to post this all for you already, but I just can't. Sorry. Keep being as awesome as you all are and please Review/ keep reviewing, because no question is too much (I'm very weird, don't be afraid) and all love is totally appreciated. You guys continually inspire me. See ya tomorrow. Luv Ya. XoXo