It was 6 am and James was trying to wake Logan up. "Come on. You have to get up. Logie! Wakey, wakey." The pretty boy was whispering because he was sure Kendall would be more than pissed if he was awakened at this hour without a real emergency. But so far it seemed like he couldn't get Logan to wake up if he was this silent. What a dilemma. Okay, next step. Slightly shaking the small boy. James was surprised how small Logan looked in his bed. When awake he never seemed to be this little but now, sleeping, he looked younger and smaller than he had ever seen the other one. The pretty boy felt a sudden feeling he couldn't quite describe. It was part protection, part longing and part brotherly love for his smart best friend.
Now, James was slightly freaking out, having stopped to wake Logan up. He couldn't start developing feelings for his friend. One, James wasn't gay. He liked girls. Two, Logan wasn't gay. At least he had never said anything indicating this. And three, most importantly, James was helping his friend getting the attention of his love interest. Who was it? Maybe if he made Logan realise that James was better than whoever he now had a crush on… Okay, back to waking Logan up.
After a few more attempts, Logan was finally awake. He wasn't too fond of the idea of being up at six o'clock when normally he could sleep at least one and a half hour longer. But James reminded him, that he had promised to let him do the hair today. "Okay, I'll get up. Can I shower first and then let you do my hair?" "Sure. But you have to use my shampoo, this will give you the perfect start to the styling. And you have to hurry when coming out of the shower, I don't want your hair to be dry already." "Fine, give me ten minutes."
While Logan was being in the bathroom, James moved all the necessary stuff to the kitchen table. A comb, Cuda hairspray, Cuda mousse, a hair blower and a hand mirror. Finally, Logan appeared at his side, dressed but with still slightly wet hair. "Ok, sit and let me work my magic on your hair. You just need to relax." "Fine, do whatever you feel like." James stood in front of Logan and started to massage some mousse in. Because it seemed Logan would be asleep in no time, the pretty boy felt the need for a conversation. Maybe he could get Logan to spill who he was crushing on.
"So, I was thinking about our, or more exactly your problem. To make it easier for me to teach you everything, I think it would be necessary for you to tell me who you want to impress. You know, to make your wooing personalized." "No." "That's it? No? But I would really like to know." pouted the pretty brunette. "I'm sorry. I just feel uncomfortable with telling you. Please, don't ask." answered the sitting boy. "Oh. Oh, you feel like you can't trust me? If I were Kendall, you would tell me? Dude, that's pretty harsh. I'm helping you and what does Kendall do? If you tell someone it …" "James, stop it!" James stopped rambling because of Logan's annoyed tone.
"Jamie, you know that I trust you. I even told you about the problem in the first place. Neither Kendall nor Carlos know about it. So please, don't be mad. But I … I'm just embarrassed. Please, when I'm ready, I'll tell you, okay?" James grimaced but nodded nonetheless and continued messing with Logan's hair. They stayed silent for a bit before James tried once again. "When you're embarrassed that means it's Camille. See, I'm smart, too. I can deduce from your statement who you like."
The pretty boy hoped he could at least impress Logan with his ability to think about his problem but Logan only laughed. "How do … Why would you … Okay, WHAT?" James pouted again. Something which made him look extremely sexy thought Logan. "You're into Camille, but you lost your chance now that she has Steve. You're embarrassed because you once had her and now you want her but you have lost her." "No, it's not Camille. She and Steve can date as long as they want, I don't care. But you're right in one thing. I like a brunette. They are just a lot sexier than blondes." James beamed. At least his hair colour was right.
"That's what I think, too. And look at you. Now that your hair is styled, you're a hot brunette, too. Just like me." "Who said something about you being hot?" teased Logan with a big grin on his face. "Psht. Everybody knows I'm hot. It's totally like general knowledge." James shook his hair in a typical gesture Then he gave the mirror to Logan and waited for his praise. "Wow, it does look great. You did work magic on my hair. If it wasn't such a hassle to wake up at 6 am I would let you do my hair every day." "You could start with using Cuda shampoo, this'll help your hair quite a bit without using more time. And when you go out I can do your hair then." "Thanks, that would be really nice. I really wanna be a hot brunette, too."
The two smiled at each other but were interrupted when the other inhabitants were emerging from their rooms and asking for and preparing breakfast. However, both boys felt that this morning had been spent quite well. Logan didn't even complain anymore about the early time. And James had the feeling that he could make Logan notice him. However, never once did he question why Logan hadn't at least tried to spend time with someone other than James to make them notice him.