Hello everyone! Sorry for such a late update, my trip was fantastic and afterwards I just had such terrible writers block. I hope you all enjoy this chapter :)

Kendall's POV

I uncomfortably lay on top of my lumpy hotel mattress and stare at the ceiling. Im confined to my room for the day since I was over two hours late for dinner last night and my mom thought I was dead or something. I don't really blame her for being angry; I lied to her and didn't tell her that I was just having too much fun with James to come to dinner.

Although, mom did let me have my phone in case of emergency so I can call her or Katie, who are both out site seeing today. I feel so cut off from the world inside this room, so calling James is an emergency right?

I grab my phone from the bedside table and open to a new text message. I send a simple "Hey James" text after deciding for ten minutes whether or not to add a smiley face to it. I really don't want to scare him off.

I drop my phone on the mattress next to me and wait in the silence for what seems like an hour. I start to panic a little to myself and get antsy waiting for a reply. What if James was just pranking me? What if he was just trying to be nice? A thousand of these what if questions run through my brain and I start to choke up a little worrying myself.

I feel a buzz under my butt and I jump off the bed with a surprised squeal. I reach for the phone and I'm delighted to see its James, but calling, not a text message. I shrug and answer the call before it goes to voice mail. "Hello?" I ask, trying to act confident even though my knees feel like jelly.

"Hey, Kendall, it's James...well obviously," James says jokingly and I grin. "What are you up to this gorgeous LA day?"

I don't really want to tell him I got grounded but I do anyway. "Thanks to you I'm restricted to my hotel room for today. My mom wasn't happy about me being late for dinner without a valid excuse."

"What did you tell her when she asked where you were?" James questions.

"I said I fell asleep," I admit with a small chuckle.

James laughs but I know he is being sincere, "Sorry, man, I didn't want to get you in trouble," he apologizes.

"It was worth it," I state then instantly regretting it. Crap, I thought.

I can tell James is grinning wide when he says, "Yeah, it was."

There is a few seconds of awkward silence then James finally says, "Well too bad you're being held hostage in your room because I was just going to go play some hockey and I wanted you to come; see how great you really are."

I frantically shout into the phone, "I'll be there!" without thinking.

"Okay, awesome, see you soon." James gives me the details about where the rink is and I hang up.

I have no clue what to do, I really want to go but mom will murder me if she finds out. Whatever, I need to see James, our friendship is blossoming.

I grab my room key on the dresser and walk out the door before I can change my mind to stay.

The ice rink is only a mile away from the hotel where I'm staying at, so I got there pretty quick. I go inside and meet James to play our game.

"Wow, I'm really rusty," James admits as we walk back towards my hotel a few hours later. He offered to walk with me; how could I possibly say no?

"Well, I do play every day, so I'm pretty good," I respond, a little bit too arrogantly.

"Mhm," James smirks, "trust me, I noticed."

I see the hotel up the hill a little bit and sigh sadly. This day has been incredible, and the only people I could possibly tell will ground me again.

After the short silent walk up to the hotel we stop before we enter the lobby. James turns and faces me, "Kendall, thank you so much. I had the greatest time today and I felt like I was back home again." James looks down at his feet, embarrassed.

"No problem," is all I can respond with after today. James and I stand there not sure of what to do now. I awkwardly say, "Uh...goodbye James."

"Bye," James says sadly. He then leans closer to me and puts his arms around my shoulders. I freeze, wondering if he can feel my rapid beating heart through our clothes. I put my arms around him too, inhaling and smelling his spicy cologne mixed with drying sweat. James rubs my back and he pulls away from the warm embrace. I never want to let go, but I give in and pull away too.

"Bye," James smiles as he takes a step backwards and turns around.

"Cya," I squeak out.

I sit down on a large stone at the base of a palm tree next to me wondering if that really happened. I don't know if I'm delusional or not but that hug was long. It was not a normal hug you give your best guy friend, it was...different.

I walk slowly into the hotel and take the elevator to the fourth floor. I take out my pass key and walk into my silent room. I'm staring at the floor and I hadn't even stepped a foot in when I hear an unhappy voice that belongs to my mother, "Kendall."

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