Logan's P.O.V.
You can always tell when Kendall is feeling good, or happy about something because he'll be writing, and playing his guitar. Not to toot my own horn but most of what he writes, is about me. I know because he's told me. I've always admired his beautiful mind, especially when he puts his thoughts into a beautiful song. I loved his voice too. When we were younger, before we got famous and big, he would sing to me. When we walked to school, when I would try to be studying or helping him with his own homework. It would be his way to distract me I think. Form stress about my school work, or my life. No matter what was going on in the world, hearing his voice or seeing him strumming his guitar would make everything seem okay.
Tonight, is no different. While I helped the kids get ready for their first night out, without us, to celebrate new year's, he went into his make shift office, which was really just one of our spare rooms, that he stored his guitars and all his music sheets. After getting Joey dressed I walked him downstairs and was about to give Chris my speech about watching over his little brother and sister when I did hear his guitar. I smiled, feeling butterflies rip through my stomach and turned down the hall, walking to the room at the end, on the first floor. The door was halfway closed and I leaned in on the frame putting both my hands in my jean pockets. His back was turned to me, with his feet up on his desk. There were two bottles of beer on the desk next to a pile of sheet paper. I heard his soft voice, singing something, but I couldn't make out the words. I put my head on the frame and sighed out softly, happily content. "You have a staring problem." I bit my bottom lip and shoved my hands further in my jean pockets. "When are the kids leaving?"
"Soon. You going to say goodbye?" He coughed out, just a little and took his feet off the desk. He stood up, setting the guitar on the desk and picking up one for the beer bottles. He turned to me taking a swig and I stood up, pushing off the frame of the door. "You're going to drink yourself to sleep before midnight."
"No…my name isn't Logan." I dropped my mouth into a perfect 'o' and stared up at him as he got closer. "What you're a lightweight. One glass of wine and you're out." I frowned and crossed my arms over my chest turning away from him. I started walking, but one of his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back, into him. His lips pressed into the side behind my ear and I giggled. "You are going to regret letting them leave this house tonight."
"Oh yeah…why's that?" There was a small bite on my ear and I tried getting out of his grasp but his other arm wrapped around me, holding me against him tighter.
"Because you are going to get fucked in every square inch of this place."
"Kendall Donald Knight!" He kissed my cheek hard and let me go pushing past me and walking down the hall. I straightened out and followed out after him quick. I got right behind him and pinched his butt. He didn't even react and I hated that he could be so calm with my advances, while I melted and practically exploded in my pants.
"Poppa, daddy! We get to go bowling past bedtime!" I was run into and wrapped around my knees by Samantha. "And-and Chris said he's going to let me have as much candy and soda as I want!" I glared at Chris who shrugged and helped Rose put on her coat.
"You guys need to make sure you keep your eyes on them and do not let Joey wander off. You know he does that form time to time. Oh and make sure you get gas before you go to the bowling stadium. And make sure…
"Logan." My mouth was covered quickly and Kendal pulled out his wallet. He grabbed a couple bills and handed them to Chris who quickly put them in his own wallet. "NO later than 12:30. And if your brother and sister get tired come home, alright?" Chris nodded and I "sneakily" stuck out my tongue and licked Kendall's hand. He didn't even flinch I backed away from his hand, trying my best to act mad towards him. I gave Maggie a hug and kiss, then Joey and Sam and shot a warning glare at Chris to tell him to watch over my babies. He sighed patting my shoulder and grabbed Rose and Sam's hand, leading them out to the garage. Joey ran out after them with Maggie and they all started getting in my car because it was the biggest. "Have fun you guys and be careful." Kendall's voice boomed over me as we stood in the doorway looking out. We watched until they were all in the car and Chris opened the garage door. He slowly backed out into the driveway and stopped pushing the button on the sun visor to close the door. As soon as it closed I sighed out and said a little prayer in my head to watch over them. But that was about as much me time as I got. Kendall turned me quick and bent down a little so he could wrap his arms around the back of my legs and throw me over his shoulder. He was defiantly getting his strength back.
We didn't make it past the kitchen and fell on the ground in a heap. Our limps intertwined with each other and our lips, either one, never left skin. Our clothes somehow magically flew off our bodies and before I knew it he was inside me. This was one of those times where you wished and prayed your kids didn't forget something, and walked in on you. Not only would it be embarrassing it would kill the mood, which is something I definitely didn't want. Especially because this wasn't just banging, or fucking. This was sweet, slow and sensual love making that wasn't rushed. We took our time, touching, feeling and looking at each other. Not one moment or sweet glance or kiss, was taken for granted.
It had to have been our new record of how long we lasted. If I recalled correctly, the kids left at 8, and we didn't start that much long after that. It was now 9:25, and I was curled up in between his legs, as he sat up against the kitchen counter. His hands rubbed my back and arm and it was almost lulling me to sleep. "SO I was thinking…"
"I'll alert the presses." He lightly smacked my arm and I yawned pushing off of him. My bare butt sat on the cold kitchen floor and I turned to look back at him. He scratched his chest and yawned putting his head back. "You want another beer?" he nodded and I got up, grabbing my boxers with me. I slipped them on quick and shivered walking to the fridge. There was a bottle of champagne was still chilling on the top shelf and I wanted to open it already but we were waiting tell midnight. I instead grabbed two beers and some of the leftover chicken creaser salad. "What were you thinking about baby?" I closed the huge fridge door with my butt and walked back to him hitting between his calves to make him spread his legs wider. He did and I sat down, facing him. He pushed up and reached behind him pulling open a drawer and grabbing two forks.
"I think…we need to convince Chris to go to Notre Dame." He handed me a fork and I opened the container, tossing the lid to the side. "I mean…him and Rose can go together. He won't have to pay for tuition and we have a few extra pretty pennies tucked away that we could help her out with her tuition and I know Chris has saved up some money to live on." He shrugged and stabbed at the bowl in my hands getting some salad on his fork. "What was the one thing you said you would make sure would happen with our first child."
"We'd put him through college." He smiled shoving the forkful in his mouth. I frowned and stabbed at the bowl and scooted closer to him lifting my legs and putting them outside his body. "He thinks that would be the wrong decision. That it would be a mistake to go to school and play football because he wants to provide for his family."
"Don't you think getting a higher education to get a better paying job, maybe even playing football professionally, would make him an excellent provider?" I chewed slowly watching him starting to see what he was getting at.
"You just want him to play ball." He chuckled and opened both our beers and sipped form his. "You just want him to play for the fighting Irish. You don't care if he even gets an education."
"Well that's just not true." I laughed and he leaned forward kissing me softly. "The only thing that boy has known has been football. Why do anything else?"
"First of all…" I sat back form him and raised an eyebrow. "Our son is a hell of a lot more than a jock." He sat back against the counter and I set the bowl of salad down. "Second, this is not our choice. He's 18, and very intelligent. The choices he makes is a mirror image of what we've taught him and what his heart his telling him to do. We need to be proud of that." He turned away from me and I scooted closer, practically sitting on his lap. I put my hands on his face and turned it to me. "Weather he goes to MSU, or Notre Dame, is his choice. And no matter what we will love him, with all our hearts and support his decisions."
"I don't want him regretting anything Logan." I leaned forward resting my forehead on his and sighed out closing my eyes. "I don't want him to look back and think he could have been the next Payton, or Brady. Because I know he can be that. I just don't want his girlfriend being pregnant to be a road block." I opened my eyes and saw his bright green ones staring into my dark brown ones. "At least just let me…talk to him about it." I nodded quick knowing he wouldn't leave me alone about it until I at least let him do that. He kissed my nose, like that was the end of the discussion.
We cleaned up the kitchen after eating and drinking two more beers, each, and made our way out ot the living room to watch the ball drop on TV. Usually we would have gone somewhere for New Years, but Kendall's cancer made it difficult for him to travel. But snuggling up on the couch under a blanket with him was better than any big crowd in the city. The night was pretty perfect, that is until we heard the garage door open at about 11. We both sat up, and I rubbed my eyes, because I honestly was almost asleep. "Their home early." He got up stretching and I followed nodding and yawning.
"Sam and Joey are probably exhausted." He led us out to the kitchen just as the garage door to the kitchen busted open. Maggie came in, a little bit of her mascara running under her eyes. I moved towards her, worried when Chris appeared behind her, anger oozing form every pore on his body.
"Don't be a baby Maggie!" I frowned stepped forward and Maggie turned her fiery gaze to her brother.
"You are an asshole Chris!"
"Hey…language…what's going on?" Kendall got beside me and Maggie turned to us, pointing an accusing finger at her brother.
"He embarrassed me in front of everyone there!"
"Yay…including her 22 year old boyfriend!" Maggie turned back to Chris and shoved him by his chest hard. Kendall moved forward and pulled her back, by her waist.
"What boyfriend?" Kendall got between the two and looked at Chris, completely ignoring Maggie.
"Some paramedic. One of the guys that took her to the hospital." Slowly walking in form the garage was Rose holding a sleeping Sammy. I moved to her quick and saw Joey holding onto Rose's purse, looking seconds away from falling asleep. I sighed taking Sammy from her and thanking her quietly. She nodded quick and bent down picking up Joey. I walked in between the three still staring at each other and stopped.
"Go in the living room and wait for me. No yelling, cussing, and no shoving." I glared at Kendall walking by and walked Rose out both of us carrying the kids. I quickly walked Sammy up to the bathroom and woke her up to get her to brush her teeth. I got her brush wet with toothpaste and grabbed a pair of PJ's form he room seeing Rose helping Joey brush his teeth. When both were cleaned up and had clean teeth I thanked Rose and we walked back down, hearing loud talking and mean words flying around from my kids. When I appeared in view all of them, including sat down quick and shut up fast. I sighed and stood in front of Maggie seeing her pouting and not looking at her brother or dad. "What happened Mags?"
"I was just hanging out with Matthew poppa when he came over…" She nodded to her brother and frowned. "And told him to leave me alone and that I was too young for a boyfriend. Everyone heard him and everyone saw Chris walk me out like I was a little kid!"
"You weren't just hanging out with him Maggie. He was shoving his tongue down your throat!" I glared back at Chris and saw Kendall swallow hard.
"Okay…keep the details to a minimum please before you dad has a heart attack." I saw Rose smirk, sitting down beside Chris. I watched him look back at her, but she acted like he wasn't there.
"Can I just ask…who said you could have a boyfriend?" Both Maggie and I turned to Kendall who was standing up and staring down at her. "And I'm sorry…22? Isn't that a little old for a high school junior?" Maggie jumped up looking close to crying.
"Daddy I'm going to be 18 in August!"
"I don't care. Your 17 now and still under my roof. You cannot see him again Maggie." I stepped forward fast and got right in front of Kendall looking up at him.
"Excuse me but you don't get to make that decision." He looked down fast and I shook my head. "She can have a boyfriend Kendall. And he can be as old as he wants." There wasn't may times when Kendall and I got into really heated fights but I knew it was going to turn ugly when he got quiet and his jaw locked into place. I turned to Maggie and smiled small grabbing her face and bringing it closer to mine. I kissed her forehead softly and closed my eyes. "I would like to actually meet him, in different circumstances ya know." She pushed away from em and nodded fast smiling ear to ear. "As long as he treats you right and you are happy, I will approve." She hugged me fast and hard and I looked over her shoulder at Chris staring me down. I looked away and patted her back before she pulled away and took off her coat.
"Thanks poppa!" She quickly walked away towards the kitchen and I was left with an awkward silence and high tension. I turned slowly and saw Kendall staring me down. He cleared his throat and shook his head.
"Give us a minute guys…" I lowered my eyes to the floor hearing them walk out and made a tight fist with both my hands. "So I'm not aloud to make any decisions related to our kids, but you are?" I looked up at him fast, ready to yell, but he stepped forward cutting me off. "She's not gouging to date a 22 year old man. She's 17 and still in high school. It's not happening."
"Kendall please tell me how it feels to be getting old and having to step aside to let our children grow up and let them make their own decisions." His mouth fell open and I roughly poked his chest. "Just like with Chris not going to Notre Dame, you want to make her decisions because you're afraid they'll get hurt or end up not being happy, but I guarantee if you don't let them make their own mistakes and decisions, they will end up being more unhappy. You have to let them go sometime." I crossed my arms over my chest, mater of factly and huffed out hard. I couldn't hear any talking from the kitchen and knew, because they are just like Kendall and I, that they were listening to us argue. I hated that, but I wasn't going to let Kendall be the type of father who holds his kids so tight, they don't know how to fly.
"Just yesterday she was on my lap, asking and begging me to teach her how to play guitar." I looked up at his face and let my body language change. He looked so sad and it made me feel a little bad for him. He moved slowly and sat on the couch hard putting his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. I sat next to him softly and put a hand on his back. "Just yesterday I was running up and down the street with Chris to get him ready for pee wee football. And just yesterday I was holding them in my arms as they quietly fed form their bottles. I wasn't or prepared for any of this Loges. I don't want to have to face this not because I'm afraid I'm getting old but because…" He lifted up his head and turned to me. "I'm afraid they won't need me anymore." I pulled him in quick and held around his neck laying my head on his shoulder.
"Baby…they'll always need their daddy." I rubbed up and down his arm slowly and turned my head kissing his shoulder. "And guess what?" I pulled away and lifted his head to look in his eyes. "We have two more." He chuckled softly and kissed my lips quick. His wraps wrapped around me and we held each other. "Imagine what kind of people our kids are going to be in ten years. Maybe Chris will be playing for the Vikings, and maybe Mags will be a famous writer. And God only knows what our little ones will be…but we have to let them find it out themselves."
"And you'll always be my daddy." We both pulled away and saw Maggie and Chris standing next to each other smiling small. Maggie moved forward close and pushed Kendall back and little and climbed on his lap. He laughed and held her close to him. "I really like him daddy." Kendall turned to me and I nodded softly. He breathed out hard and shook his head.
"If he breaks your heart I break his legs." Maggie rolled her eyes and I felt Chris sit next to me. "And I'll let Chris beat the living shit out of him, I swear to God Mags…he better treat you right."
"Okay daddy…" Kendall and I locked eyes again and I smiled blowing him a kiss. He sighed and held onto Maggie tighter.
SO….THIS STORY IS ALMOST OVER. I THINK ITS RUN IT'S COURSE…BUT I HAVE A FEW MORE CUTE, AESOME FAMILY TYPE THINGS. IF ANYONE OF OYU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR ME, FOR THIS STORY, JUST HIT ME UP!