A/N: I'm only going to be updating this one every few days or every week or so, since this story will be EPIC and the chapters are very long. You guys are in for a treat. I'm really loving this story, and the chapters are going to be very long, and very detailed. it will be worth the wait, I promise :) I'll still be working on making things right so don't worry.

This is a bit AU right now, but eventually things will start to clash. Don't worry, everything will fall into place. And this will be Mature quite soon ;) (which is worth the wait let me tell you) Most importantly, REVIEW REVIEW

I do not own BTR, only Stella and my other OC's.

Chapter Two: Stella

Kendall looked beside him cluelessly. He felt his heart beat rapidly in his chest, faster than it had in any hockey game he'd ever played. He swallowed hard looking into those eyes that seemed to see right through him. He took notice of every single freckle, beauty mark, scratch and imperfection on her face in the short five seconds he was speechless. He couldn't speak and look at her. It was too much for his weak, inferior body to do. There was something powerful holding him back. His green eyes shone as he looked at her, and she gave him a small, awkward smile.

"I—I don't know," Kendall finally got out with a shaky breath, wiping his tears away embarrassed. He rested his hands on his knees which were in close proximity to his chest as the girl chuckled very confused at this mystery boy's response.

"You don't know why you're crying?" she asked playfully confused, giving him a raise of her perfectly arched blonde eyebrow. Kendall looked away from her for a second down at the deck trying to shake this weird feeling off, but he couldn't help it. His eyes needed to see her right now, and if they didn't he felt as if he would cry all over again. He looked back up at and let out a small chuckle, as relief spread in her beautiful blue orbs.

"It's stupid," he said trying his best to man up, adding a small chuckle. He couldn't believe he had been crying so loud for someone to hear him, and he couldn't believe that of all people, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen had heard him.

"I'm sure it's not stupid if it made you cry," she said softly, leaning her head back against the railing of the deck, taking her gloved hands and holding onto the railings from behind her. Kendall sighed nervously, his eyes still locked on her as her eyes never left the sky above.

"Just forget about it," he said, running his hands through his hair again trying to drop it, touching his face subconsciously. Kendall knew it wouldn't work. This girl was adamant about it.

"Please tell me?" she asked again looking from the sky at him, insisting he tell her. Kendall looked into her gorgeous blue eyes and smiled at her, quite annoyed by the fact she wouldn't leave him alone. They didn't even know each other and here she was, prying into his business like no other. But he really didn't mind for some reason. He swallowed hard, his throat dry. He had such a problem talking right now, and he didn't know why. He had talked to tons and tons of girls back home, but right now, he felt as if someone had cut his vocal cords from his mouth.

"Why do you want to know so bad?" he finally asked her with a smug, partially annoyed smile on his face.

"Badly," she corrected him without missing a beat, looking up at the stars again, totally enthralled by them. Kendall rolled his eyes silently and sighed. He was getting impatient with this girl, whose name he didn't even know. It seemed as if she was so concerned about Kendall, yet ignoring him for the starry sky at the same time.

"And if it sucked enough to make you cry, it's obviously something big. Guys don't cry for nothing you know?" she said with a chuckle. Kendall's face turned red from embarrassment as he turned his head, looking away from her. Great, now she thought he was some defenseless little boy. It was so cold out tonight, he hadn't even noticed. A light flurry had begun to fall again, as he turned his head subconsciously back to the blonde girl next to him. He smiled at the light snowflakes that stuck on her dark blue sweater and her grey knit gloves.

"Who are you anyway? And why were you up here?" Kendall asked with a bit of a frustrated, snappy attitude. The girl seemed unbothered by it as she smiled at the way he spoke his words, looking up at the starry sky once again. His annoyance seemed to entertain her. It was almost like he was talking to Katie. He couldn't help but notice how absolutely beautiful she really was again and again. It seemed every time he looked up at her face, he noticed something else about her. Whether it was the bit of green around her iris, or the scar under her right eye, Kendall found something new every single time.

"Well, I'm Stella. And I always come up here to look up at the stars. The Tregger's let me use their deck whenever I want to stargaze," she said simply, looking up, still infatuated by the dark vast sky. Kendall looked at her oddly. This girl was very weird.

"Oh. So you're not part of their family?" he asked her curiously. Stella looked back at Kendall with a weird face, as if he almost should've known. She studied his beautiful green eyes which were a bit watery, his soft hands, dark eyebrows and of course his adorable, sly smile of annoyance that she noticed to be the most beautiful thing on his face. She getting so much enjoyment out of her attempts to make him go off the deep end, and with one look in his eyes, she could tell it was working.

"No, I live next door," she said non-chalantly, motioning to a house on the left. Kendall looked at the enormous house, just about the same size as the Tregger's, and looked quite similar in structure. Maybe a little bit bigger. It was a beautiful wood worked house with large windows, many different decks and a whole bunch of sharp corners. It looked more like a piece of art rather than a house to Kendall.

"Oh. So then why aren't you over there?" Kendall asked her quizzically. "You seem to have the same amount of decks," he said cluelessly. Stella shrugged and continued to continuing looking up at the sky.

"Gina and John don't like when I stargaze. They think it's weird. And besides, I can't see much from the deck outside my room. Too many trees," she said simply giving the sky a warm smile. Kendall was a bit jealous of the sky at this moment. Who wouldn't want someone to stargaze? It's not like Stella was causing any harm by tilting her head back against the deck railing and somehow getting lost in the immense sky above her.

"Gina and John are…?" he asked her with knitted, confused eyebrows. She chuckled and sighed, sitting back against the deck.

"My parents," she said blankly, without emotion. "Well, my adoptive parents," she added on, her gaze upwards like usual. She then suddenly stood up out of nowhere and went to the corner of the deck, leaning her upper body over the railing and taking a deep sigh. Kendall got up from his position, the cold air stinging the track marks of his tears as he walked over to where Stella was. As he came next to her, he hung his hands over the balcony like hers as the two looked up at the stars.

"So why do you call your parents by their first names?" Kendall asked, returning the invasion of privacy she had so gratefully bestowed Kendall with earlier. Stella chuckled and looked at Kendall's eyes, finally fully taking her eyes away from the sky. She was in battle at the moment. To look at the beautiful, dark, starry Minnesota sky, or to look into the gorgeous green eyes of this boy she had merely stumbled upon. Kendall gave her an eyebrow raise that she found very attractive as she moved a bit closer to him, almost as if it was beyond her control. It felt like she had known him for years.

"Because they aren't my mom and dad. I only moved here a year or so ago," she said with a hint of sadness in her voice. "Well, I only got adopted a year or so ago. I was in foster care before that," she said. Kendall nodded and the two teens looked out at the vast land out in front of them. Kendall sighed and looked down at his hands awkwardly. He spoke unexpectedly to Stella, and to himself.

"My dad," he finally said, surprised as the words came out of his mouth. Stella looked beside her confused at Kendall's words. She gave him a weird expression.

"What?" she asked confused. Kendall picked his head up and looked into Stella's eyes, with a sad face on. Kendall barely talked about his dad's death with the guys, and never brought it up in front of his mother or Katie. It pained him to talk about, but right now, he felt like he needed to say it. He felt comfortable saying it. He wanted to say it. But only to her.

"I was crying because it's the first Christmas without my dad," Kendall said, his voice a tad weak. He bit his lower lip and looked out in front of him at the scary, dark forest. It seemed endless, as the trees went on and on for miles. It scared him a bit, that he couldn't see anything past the tall firs that guarded the blackness. It made him uneasy and worried. It seemed like there was something lurking beyond it. Beyond them. There was silence between the two teens, but it was surprisingly not even the slightest bit awkward.

"Did he leave you?" Stella asked with a small shudder. She was beginning to get a bit cold. Kendall could see by the way she gripped herself and the goose bumps that rode up her neck, between the loose blonde locks that flowed so freely on her back. He cleared his throat and sighed as she sighed deeply, rubbing her gloved hands together.

"No. He died in February. He got in a car accident," Kendall said solemnly, his voice weak. Stella didn't turn to him, or acknowledge him at all. She just kept looking up at the sky. All was silent as the two teens just stood there, the flurries getting harder now.

"I'm sorry, mystery boy," she said a bit flirtily. Kendall chuckled at this and gave her a smug smile and another eyebrow raise. What an odd time to be flirty. It didn't bother him though. She was so intriguing and different. There was something about her. Kendall couldn't figure it out.

"Is that my new name or something?" he asked her confused. Stella shrugged and smiled at him, revealing a crooked smile showcased with white teeth, and those soft pink lips.

"Well you haven't told me otherwise," she said shrugging. "I politely introduced myself, but I guess manners don't run in your family," she said matter-of-factly, letting out a giggle. Kendall chuckled and moved closer to her with a sly grin on his face.

"My name is Kendall Knight," he said confidently, lifting his chin up a bit with an adorable smile on his face. Stella chuckled at this.

"Isn't Kendall a girl's name?" she asked with a snicker. Kendall furrowed his eyebrows at her playfully and gave her a dark, but comforting stare.

"You're obnoxious," he said to her with a sly chuckle. She looked back at him and sighed, her gaze going out towards the dark, mysterious trees again.

"I'm sorry, Kendall Knight," she said playfully, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder with a slight chuckle. Kendall looked at Stella quite entertained by her attitude. She was unlike any girl he had ever known before. It was strange, but Kendall felt happy when he was with her, which was weird because they had never met before. It was something beyond him. There was silence again as Kendall looked down at his fingers. He had almost forgotten where he was.

"Why were you in foster care?" Kendall asked bluntly, trying his best to be nosy. Stella swallowed hard, and it looked she was affected by his question, more so than the others. Her blue eyes seemed to shut down their twinkle for the time being, and her lips fell into a frown. Kendall immediately rethought his karma confident strategy.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to answer that," he said thoughtfully, getting no response back from the blonde girl. Stella's smile returned a bit as Kendall looked down and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. He had never felt so completely unhitched and nervous as he did right now. But it wasn't the usual type of nervous that you'd expect. It was the nervousness of the conversation to end. He couldn't stay here forever with Stella on the Tregger's deck. He couldn't forget about everything else going on his life like he had the past few moments. He would have to go back to reality soon. That's what scared him most.

"So, you like stars I guess?" Kendall asked, as Stella again had her head tilted up to the sky. She chuckled.

"Oh Kendall Knight, you have no idea," she said with a wide smile on her face. Kendall thought it was weird how she used both of his names. Weird, but endearing. Kendall looked up at the sky, still a little jealous that even though it was so superior to him, it was stealing Stella away from him, in the short time he had left with her. Someone was bound to come looking for him soon.

"Why?" he asked, his gaze upward, matching hers. Stella sighed deeply and smiled as Kendall looked over at the girl. She looked like she was at peace. She looked breathtaking. She turned to him for a second with a wide smile and confused look in her brow.

"Why not?" she said simply. Kendall took a deep breath and arched an eyebrow at her, and let out a chuckle, shaking his head entertained by her answer.

"What?" she asked knowingly, that definitive flirt that always seemed to be hidden deep within her voice. Kendall sighed and a smile came onto his face so easily. It was weird. He hadn't smiled this much in a while.

"You're a piece of work," Kendall said playfully to her, leaning his forearms on the railing, his green eyes going to the dark forest again. Stella crossed her arms across her chest, her grey knit gloves starting to unravel from their being worn out. It seemed she was mad at him. But she wasn't. Kendall already knew better than that.

"Is that supposed to be a compliment, Kenny?" she asked with a smug grin. Kendall looked at her with wide eyes and let out a short stifled laugh, his gaze turning from her to the dark forest twice more before he hung his head in laughter.

"Is that a nickname, wackjob?" he asked her, unable to control the chuckle that came out with the nickname. Stella smiled at him, leaning back down on the railing, her eyes going up to the stars again. She sighed deeply and licked her lips of the flurries falling down on her.

"Touché, Kendall Knight. Touché," she said smiling. Kendall sighed deeply as the two teens stood there overlooking the forest, which had begun to take on an easier feel, due to the soft coating of white sprinkled upon it.

"I can smell the dinner you're probably expectant to," Stella said randomly, turning her body to look at him. Kendall did the same and nodded, with a small smile on his face. The smell of turkey, and pasta, and dinner rolls clouded Kendall's mind for a quick moment.

"Why don't you come inside and have dinner with us? I mean, the Tregger's are nice, and I know they have enough food for one more," Kendall said, his voice almost desperate.

Stella smiled at him sweetly. "While that is very sweet, Kendall Knight, I'm going to have to pass. My parents are making dinner, and I'm expected back right after I find the rest of the stars I'm looking for," Stella said, her gaze turning upward for the umpteenth time that night. Kendall's heart dropped a bit as he looked at the girl who he felt could make this Christmas worth the while. He sighed a bit disappointed, and Stella noticed.

"What? Sad to leave me?" she asked him with an adorable, wondrous smile. Kendall chuckled a bit embarrassed, sticking his hands in his pockets, his sweater now sprinkled with white flurries, as well as his hair.

"Eh. Not really. You're nothing special," he said with a smug grin back to her, shifting his weight on his toes a bit nervous. It was such a lie. She was so special, Kendall knew it. She scoffed at him and rolled her eyes, playing along.

"If I'm nothing special, then you're truly nothing. I'm the most special girl you're ever gonna meet, Kendall Knight. I can count on it," she said with a smirk and chuckle, looking deep into his eyes. She should be looking at the stars, but she knew that they would be patient with her. Kendall shrugged.

"Fine, if you really think so," he said stepping the other way, to go back inside. He wanted nothing more as he took the measly two steps across the deck for Stella to turn around and tell him to come back. He didn't want to leave. And if Stella wasn't going to stop him, he knew something else would.

"Excuse me? You're just gonna leave me up here, in the cold snow," Stella said chuckling, as Kendall turned around quickly, acting surprised. Her expression was one of pure shock and beauty. Kendall smirked, his heart beating faster. She looked at him with her hands out in disbelief. "What if I freeze up here? And it's all your fault," she said slyly. Kendall walked back over to her slowly, the warmth from his overheating body taking over.

"You mean, 'my entire' fault?" he asked her with a smile and head cock to the side. Stella crossed her arms across her chest, and shook her head at Kendall, with a devious, but inviting stare smile combination. He took his hands out of his pockets and bit his lip, shrugging his shoulders at her.

"You're really obnoxious," Stella said smiling. Kendall scoffed and cocked an eyebrow at her suspiciously. Really, him the obnoxious one? She had been the free spirit badgering him with questions up here.

"I think you have it backwards," Kendall said chuckling. She moved closer to him and grazed his hand gently, where he looked down surprised. He felt fireworks, the beautiful sensation on his skin made his mouth water, and his entire body get even warmer. What was going on here? The two teens stood chest to chest, as Kendall looked down confused into Stella's eyes, standing a few inches taller than her. He had begun to breathe heavily, not knowing what was coming over him at this moment. This overwhelming feeling of…of something almost magical, as Stella stood close to him, barely touching only his hand.

"Oh, do you?" she asked sweetly, egging him on with those crystal blue eyes. Kendall gave her a nervous smile as she swallowed hard looking up at him. He nodded slowly as she studied his eyes nervously. She felt something, as her smooth hand barely touched his rough, worked one. It was something she had never felt before. She didn't know what had hit her, what had come over her. She had never felt better in her entire life then she had, touching Kendall Knight's calloused, warm hand. She felt safe. It was amazing.

It was Kendall's turn to talk. But he couldn't. His vocal cords had been disconnected again. He just studied Stella's eyes, lost in the ocean blue irises that held a secret ring of green around the center. He didn't know what to say, not that he would be able to if he thought of something quick. It was then Kendall figured out exactly what he had to do. He had to what felt natural. And what felt natural was kissing the soft, pink lips of the beautiful blonde in front of him. He slowly slipped his hands around her torso, clad in a blue cable knit sweater, and rested them at her back. Her hands went around his neck easily, as if they were supposed to be there. Kendall's damp, blonde hair hung in front of his eyes as they shone to Stella.

"What are you gonna do now, Kendall Knight?" she asked in a whisper, trying to speed the painfully slow action along. Kendall smiled smugly at her and leaned in to her face.

Just at lips touch, both bodies knew they wanted more. Kendall had kissed girls before, but those kisses had never been like this. Nothing even close. Kendall's lips moved effortlessly on Stella's as both hungered for each other in the meeting of their mouths. The two teenagers couldn't get enough. Kendall's grip on Stella's sweater tightened, holding her more up against his chest as her grip around Kendall's neck got tighter as well. Their lips moved together sweetly at first, as innocent as they could for first meeting each other—but it wasn't good enough for either. Kendall's lips then parted without his control, as brushed his tongue against Stella's lower lip, asking for entrance. Stella obliged, parting her lips widely, as Kendall slipped his tongue into her warm mouth confidently, turning his head to get a better angle. Stella moved her hand skillfully down to Kendall's jaw line, rubbing against the bit of stubble on his face as they kissed slowly. Their lips smacked, signaling their first separation, though neither pulled away. It just wasn't going to happen. Stella could feel the slight tickle of Kendall's faint mustache on her lips, as her tongue rubbed against Kendall's, their moist lips messily smacking as if it was some sort of parade. When the felt the time was right, the two sadly began to pull away slowly, opening both of their eyes as their lips painfully separated.

Kendall and Stella looked in each other's eyes as they fully parted, both wide and sparkling. Stella moved her hand to Kendall's chest where she swallowed hard, at a loss for words for the first time in a while. Kendall swallowed hard, the sugary taste of this girl's lips enthralling him. He dropped his hands from her waist slowly. He didn't kiss girls like that a lot. Especially not girls he had just met. But truthfully, Kendall didn't care. It felt so right—he didn't understand how it could possibly be wrong.

"I guess I'll go let you enjoy your dinner," Stella said simply, acting as if unaffected by the passionate kiss. Kendall nodded, sticking his hands in his pockets as she turned and went to the deck railing and climbed over it, turning around to face him. She smiled at him smugly and chuckled.

"You're a good kisser, Kendall Knight. You know that?" she said smiling widely at him. He chuckled embarrassed, but immediately got a bit concerned. He needed to see her again.

"When can I see you again?" he asked her desperately, moving closer to where she was by the railing. His hands went over hers which gripped the rail, as he felt the all too familiar fireworks in his body. He loved it.

"So you wanna see me again?" she asked slyly. Kendall chuckled and nodded eagerly, like a young boy, as Stella moved into his lips, barely grazing them with hers as she smiled smugly at him.

"I need to see you again," he said adorably and softly. It near made Stella melt as she leaned in, and planted his warm, moist lips with another peck. It made Kendall go near crazy. Stella started her descent down the railings, where she had to make a pretty steep jump. Kendall hung himself over the balcony a bit to make sure she was alright getting down, even though she seemed expert at it.

"You'll see me again, I promise," she said looking up at him from the floor, as she landed on the soft snow. With a flick of her golden locks, she ran through the snow to the house next door, and disappeared behind it. Kendall stood at the railing, totally shocked at what had just happened, with a smile on his face. He looked at Stella's footprints in the snow, as he took a deep sigh. She was beautiful. She was gorgeous. She was simple perfection in Kendall Knights eyes. He muddled over her tracks in the snow, almost half expecting her to pop out with a smart remark. After a few seconds of waiting, Kendall accepted the fact that she was gone for now, as he turned around to walk inside, joining the rest of the guests for dinner.

MOST IMPORTANTLY!

Make sure to go check out the best Kendall/OC fanfic on here, Past the Sorrow by waterwicca (I am her number 1 fan!)
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All of RaquelSchmidts stories, such as the new What She Doesn't Know, What Makes Us Whole and me and hers collab story, Unspoken Silence :)