Kendall got in the shower and went about cleaning himself. As he washed his hair he thought about James. He was upset and, he hated to admit it, jealous, that James would take another man to his bed. He thought James had a crush on him. But what he couldn't figure out is if he has a crush on…..No, no, no, no, no, there is no way at all he has a crush on James. If he was straight then he couldn't have a crush on a guy, there was no way possible.

James waited patiently on the couch. He tried to get his thoughts together so when Kendall came out he could talk to him. James knew he had to talk to him before he gets himself hurt. James was interrupted by Kendall coming out of Logan and Carlos' room. "Kendall, we need to talk about what happened." James moved over so Kendall could sit by him, only for him to sit across the sitting space in a chair. James knew that this would be a long talk and it would be full of its challenges. "What is there to talk about James? What had happened was that you were being a pervert and someone who takes advantage of your best friend. We have been friends years James, why would you do that to me?" Kendall stated with a tear falling down his cheek. Kendall's confused and hurt look hurt James to the core. James felt his heart break into small little pieces.

"Kendall I was only trying to help you. Yes, I have feelings for you and no I am not a pervert. Kendall I was not trying to molest you, or rape you. You have looked like you have been debating with this for a long time and I thought that if I gave you that little hand job it would clear things up, not to confuse you or hurt you more." James was crying as he stopped speaking to the young blonde.

Kendall sat shocked for a moment at what he heard. "James you hurt me regardless of what your intentions were, and I don't know if I can forgive you for what you did. You molested me James. I don't want you the way you want me and if you don't want to come to terms with it, then that sucks for you. "Kendall was stone-faced and serious as he stated this. James looked as though he was punched in the gut. "Kendall please at least tell me what it was that bothered you when I touched you. Did I make you feel like you were filthy? Did I cause any trauma? Was it because it confused you? Is it the uncertainty as to whether or not you like guys or girls? Please Kendall I beg you, please tell me what is going on. I don't want to lose you. I know I can't stand to lose you. Without you here it feels as though you were gone." James was on his knees in front of the blonde singer as he cried into his lap and after minutes of no answers James decided to leave and not come back.

As soon as the apartment door clicked Kendall flopped sideways onto the couch and turned on the television. He scrolled through the channels until he found a child's cartoon. After a few minutes his mom arrived and said that diner that night will be something dealing with chicken. It was later that night after supper when Kendall started to worry about James. He had asked Carlos about James but Carlos said he hadn't heard from him. He tried calling his phone but it went directly to voice mail, probably a dead battery.

Kendall went to bed that night with nothing but James on his mind, constantly wondering if he was okay. "What happened with Jo was some sort of sign. He had to like girls right? Then again he was thinking about James too...Could his arousal be because of the thoughts he had of James? Why didn't he feel the same spark with Jo as he had felt when James had touched him so intimately? He then realized the obvious truth, he was almost, no, he was attracted to James. But why was he only attracted to him? Why not the other guys around him or in the band? "He pondered this for hours until he silently cried himself to sleep hoping that by morning James would be home. Kendall hated to admit it but he was thinking that this might be more than just a simple curiosity.

When James walked out of the palm woods he felt like life was sucked away from him. He slowly moped along the streets until he found a small corner in an alley. Later that night James pulled out his phone only to discover that it was dead. He then reached for his back pocket and pulled out the charger only to realize there was not an outlet anywhere. Around three in the morning a local bum seen James and told him about a laundry mat a few blocks west and James thanked him. James thanked him and began the short journey to the Laundry mat.

Once James' phone was plugged in, he powered it on. He went turned on airplane mode and then his Wi-Fi so he couldn't receive texts or phone calls. He decided to leave them and he didn't want them trying to convince him to go back.

The next morning Kendall woke up to no James. He sent off a message that he hoped James would get. It all depends on if James had deleted the app.

Around six that morning James was woken up by some sort of message his phone had received. When he looked down he was shocked to see that it was from an app that he and Kendall joking installed and set up an account for. The app was a planner and messenger that allowed couples to communicate. James was shocked that Kendall had still had it let alone talk to him. He opened the message only to begin crying at what he read.

"James it has been twelve hours since you left and I can't tell you how much it hurts to not hear you in the next room at night or even hear you when you get your midnight snack. The apartment feels empty without you here. Please come home we are all worried about you."

James looked at the text and wondered if it was a trick he didn't know if Kendall Was telling the truth...

A/N Sorry for the wait everyone, and I'm really sorry about this short chapter. I have had crazy hours at the store, retail slave, so please bear with me as I attempt to finish this story. BTW This is my first ever chapter on fan-fiction I hope y'all enjoyed! Comments are welcomes and so is criticism.