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POV: Logan Mitchell

James, James, James. I always knew there was something wrong with him. I just could never lay my finger on it. I never discussed it with the other guys because I didn't want to accuse James of something that wasn't true. He's still my best friend, even if I can't trust him exactly as much as I used to.

I flopped down on the couch and just stared at the ceiling, wondering what I should do about this whole "James" thing.

James came, or rather, ran into the apartment. He saw me sitting there and threw a magazine at me. "What the hell, Logan?"

"I-"

"Man, I thought we were friends. But I guess the band isn't as important to you as it is to me."

"James-"

"Look, I'm not gonna come after you or Carlos or anyone in the Palmwoods. They all know me too well and I'm not going to risk it. I'm not a predator."

"Can I-"

"This is my only shot to reach my dreams. This is my only chance. Doesn't that mean anything to you? You always wonder why I'm so narcissistic. It's because I try to hide all evidence that I've slept with another guy! I try to cover it up! I try to go out with girls, but it's not the same!"

"SHUT UP!" I yelled, blowing my top.

James just stared at me, shock written all over his face.

I stood up and walked to him. "I was just scared, okay? I heard you say that you never wanted me or Kendall or Carlos, but I thought you were just telling that to Kendall to get him to stop worrying about it. I didn't know that you really meant it." I put my hands on his shoulders.

He swallowed and looked me right in the eyes. I could see right through them. He really didn't want to be gay anymore. I saw that he would give up love forever if he couldn't find the light in women.

"James." God, I really didn't want to tell him, but I had to. "I'm…"

"You're what?"

"I'm gay, too. I just told the tabloids that you were gay to get most of the pressure off my back. I mean, you look gayer than I do, so-"

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"

"No, James. I just thought that if I pinned something on you, I would look better. I didn't know that you were actually trying to go straight again."

He gave me a sweet little half-smile that made me go weak inside. "Do you think… we could…?"

"What?" I asked, not sure where he was going with that question.

"We could just tell the other guys that we're gay, and just leave it at that?"

"With each other?"

"Yeah. We don't actually have to be with each other, but we could just tell them that we are so they can rest easy."

Carlos came in the apartment. "Gustavo want to talk to you-" Then he saw James, and whapped him in the back of the head. "You bastard! Logan's mine!"

I felt my face to red.

"Logan?" Carlos asked slowly. "Why are you with James? You know we're together."

"Love triangle?" I asked weakly.

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