Things start to get interesting here. I'm doing Kendall's point of view again for this chapter because it's easier that way.
(KENDALL'S POINT OF VIEW)
Things started off normally. It was summer so I had no idea what day it was, but I was guessing it was a Wednesday. I woke up at the usual time... 2:00 PM. I had spent the night with James and Carlos at James' house but decided to go home because they passed out at like midnight after we had a bit off a... karaoke fest for three or more hours, so I left them a text. Carlos was actually a pretty good singer and everyone knew James could sing.
I woke up to ten missed calls from James, twenty-three from Carlos, and fifty-six text messages from both of them saying "Wake the fuck up", and "KENDALL", and the occasional "WAKE UP YOU DUMB PRICK".
I immediately got up and called James back.
"Finally!" James answered the phone.
"Hello to you too. Why did you call me a bunch?"
"Okay, you know how last night we were singing?"
"You make it sound gay when you say it like that. But yeah, what about it?"
"Well you know that gay guy my mom works with who's dad is a record producer?"
"Yeah, what about him?"
"Well we started singing at about nine. He came over to get something from my mom and he heard us singing... He thought we were really good and told my mom that he would ask his dad if he needed a new boy band! His dad said yes! He just wants to hear us sing."
"What? James-" I began.
"Do you know how huge this is? This doesn't happen much! The people at Rocque Records want us! Now, here's the tough part... Griffin, the boss of the dude we'll be working for, thinks we'd be too much like the Jonas Brothers with just three of us. He wants to be a little more unique than that. So we need a fourth member."
"Who else would join us? See, it's not going to work." I replied.
"Maybe if we ask one of the choir kids to join us... We could befriend them with time."
"No, there's no one el-" I was cut off by my own thoughts. I mean, being in a boy band would be awesome. Hot girls chasing you all the time (and maybe some boys), awards, fortune... California. I had been to California a few times and I loved it. Especially the Hollywood sign at night... I could definitely get used to seeing that everyday. It felt like something in my stomach was saying, "Do it! Do it!". So, I trusted my gut. "James, I'll call you back. I know someone."
"Really? Kendall, this is so grea-" I hung up on James' fangirling. I scrolled through my contacts to the "L" section.
Logan Mitchell.
"Hello?" Logan answered.
"Logan! You need to help me out!" I exclaimed.
"Depends."
"You can sing, right?"
"I-I guess."
"Come over. Now."
"Kendall-"
"Right fucking now! This is urgent!" I demanded.
Logan sighed. "Fine. Give me your address and I'll be there in ten."
About fifteen minutes later, I stood in front of my door, pacing. I wanted this badly now.
Logan knocked on the door.
I threw the door open and grabbed his arm. He made a little yelping noise. I ran him up into my room.
"Sing for me." I said as I closed the door. Logan sat on my bed.
"Is this what was so urgent?"
"Sing!"
Logan flinched and cleared his throat. He began singing lyrics from a song by the Beatles.
"Honey pie," He sang. His voice was light... Clear and smooth. Very good. Logan also instantly looked very... calm when he was singing. "You are driving me crazy. I'm in love but I'm lazy. So won't you please come home?"
"Perfect."
"I didn't even fini-"
"No, it's perfect." I quickly got out my phone and dialed James' number.
"Hello?" James answered.
"I found our fourth member." I smiled over at Logan.
"Who?"
"My friend Logan. He has a great voice, trust me. Very smooth. It would definitely compliment our voices."
"Kendall, what the fuck?" Logan whispered.
"Both of you, come over right now. I need to hear this for myself."
"Alright, be over in ten." I ended the call.
"Kendall, what is going on?" Logan sounded a little anxious.
"My friend's, James, mom's co-worker's dad is a very famous record producer. He needs a new boy band and he thinks four boys is the lucky number. You, me, James, and Carlos. We all can sing. This is possible!"
"Kendall... My parents want me to be a doctor. I've worked so hard for this medical school thing and-"
"Is it what you want?" I suddenly asked. Logan looked away. "You love music. I know you do. You can tell by the way you sing. I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't want to move to California with us three."
Logan hesitated. He sighed. He looked at every possible place but my eyes and then he looked me straight in the eyes.
"Let's go." Logan said, a big grin settling on his face. "I still need my parents permission."
"Yes! I know you do, but trust me, I'll convince them."
"You better." Logan smiled. I smiled at him too. There was a little moment between us, both of us beginning to lean in... But I'm guessing we both remembered last time we kissed and what happened and immediately stopped.
"Let's go. Hollywood is waiting!"
The rest was a blur... James and Carlos meeting Logan, hearing Logan sing angelically again, James' mother calling her co-worker, and suddenly, I was driving Logan back to my house so he could get his car and go home.
"So we made it in?" Logan asked. My car was parked in my driveway. We were both sitting there as the sky was turning dark blue.
"I think so. James will text me with the news tomorrow morning." I replied, getting out of my car.
"I hope we did..." Logan sighed.
"The record producer, Griffin, is pretty desperate right now. He needs a hot new boy band, and we're all pretty good looking guys, plus we can sing."
"Yeah... Thanks Kendall. You really saved me."
"Hm?" I asked.
"I love studying to be a doctor... Being a doctor would be great. But the thought of getting up everyday and getting to sing and do what I love makes me so happy. A lot happier than I have been. Well, since I've met you, I've been a lot happier." Logan wouldn't look me in the eyes.
"It's really no problem. It's good to see you happy... You're even cuter when you're smiling and laughing." Logan's cheeks seemed to turn red at my words.
"Yeah... Well, call me when you get the news." Logan said, opening the car door.
"Will do." I said, opening my car door too.
I locked my car up and Logan pulled his keys out of his pocket. He unlocked the front door and waved to me, giving me a quick smirk before hopping into his car and starting it. I waved.
When I went inside, I looked out the front door window to see him driving off.
I now had a lot of explaining to do to my mother.
The next morning, I decided to wake up at ten so I could be up when James texted me.
I waited until about noon until my phone vibrated.
Well... The text from James read as my heart dropped. We did it. Pack your bags, Kendall! Call Logan! I'll call Carlos. My heart instantly jumped right up again and I literally jumped out of bed, running into my little sister's, Katie, room and giving her a huge hug.
"Why so happy?" Katie laughed as I put her down.
"You're brother is gonna be a teenage heart throb."
Katie smiled big. "We're moving to California?"
"You bet!"
Katie jumped up for another hug as I spun her around. "I'll call mom!"
"Alright, I gotta go tell Logan!"
I went back into my room and replied to James and then called Logan.
"Hello?" Logan answered.
"Pack your bags, Hortense! We're about to become the newest boy band in America!"
Logan made a noise between a chuckle and an overjoyed shout which made my heart stop. It sounds cheesy as fuck, but it made me so happy to hear him happy.
"One problem..." Logan said as our excitement died down. "My parents."
"Are they home?"
"Yep."
"I'll be over in ten minutes."
"Don't fail me, Kendall."
"I'd never let you down, Logan."
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell." I said as I walked into the living room. Logan said I had an important announcement to make and gathered them in the living room.
They both raised an eyebrow. "Hi Kendall." Logan's father said first.
"So, you know how much you're little boy loves to sing, right?"
"I've heard him sing, it's very good!" Logan's mother smiled.
"Right. And he loves it. I know you both have lots of plans for Logan... But have you asked him what he wants to do with his life?"
The Mitchell parents looked over at their son who was practically hiding behind me and was now looking over at me with a scowl on his face.
"Logan," Mr. Mitchell began, "do you not want to be a doctor?"
I looked at Logan.
Logan sighed. He got out from behind me. "Mom, dad, of course I want to be a doctor... But it's not what makes me happiest."
"What makes you happiest?" Mrs. Mitchell asked.
"...Singing. And I have the opportunity to do it for a living... Well, depending on how successful it is. Kendall's friend's mom has a co-worker and their dad is a very famous record producer. And he wants Kendall, two of Kendall's friend, and me to start a boy band... and I really want to do this. There will be a school somewhere there, I'll make sure of it. But please..."
Mrs. and Mr. Mitchell were very silent. It was as if they silently agreed on something.
"Well, if that's what you want... then yes. Of course. We would be more than happy to see our little boy live his dream." Mr. Mitchell said.
Logan frowned. "See Kendall, I told you- Wait what?"
"I know you think we just want you to be just like us, but we also want what you want. If you want to sing, go sing. Make us proud." Mrs. Mitchell smiled.
Logan looked shocked but then a huge smile came onto his face. He walked over to his parents and gave them a hug. After that was over, Mr. Mitchell looked at me.
"Who will be watching over you boys?"
"My mother. She's a very trustworthy woman, I'll ask her to come meet you guys tomorrow if you want." I said.
"That sounds perfect. When do you have to be ready by?"
"My friend said the next few days... So Logan should probably start packing now." I replied.
Logan's parents nodded. "He'll be ready."
"Thank you both! We really need Logan for this."
"I'm just glad my little boy will be happy." Mrs. Mitchell smiled.
Logan blushed but smiled.
"Alright, well I'm gonna go home and start packing too."
"Alright, see you soon Kendall!"
"Bye Mrs. and Mr. Mitchell!" I waved.
Logan followed me to his front door and he smiled. "God, thank you." He sounded so grateful.
"Hey, your parents are super cool. You were worried over nothing." I replied.
"I guess so. Have a good rest of the day, Kendall. I'll start packing right now.
"Alright. Text me later." I replied as I began to walk away. Logan waved and closed his front door.
I walked to my car, preparing myself for the busy weeks ahead.
On the brightside, no more tutoring... but I still got to see my nerdy, but cute, friend Logan everyday.
PLOT TWIST.
Alright, the next chapter... Drama will begin. And more kissing.