A/N: Hi! I'm here and I'm updating so you don't have to murder me:)
*~*~Now where we left off...~*~*
Kendall eased the door to his and James's room open quietly, wondering if James had gone to bed or if he was still waiting up. A split second later, he noticed James's dark silhouette sitting upright on his bed.
"Kendall!" James hissed. He instantly hopped up off the bed and yanked Kendall into the room by the wrist, flicking on a light on the nighstand between their beds.
"Hi," Kendall began awkwardly. His head was pounding and he couldn't really see straight from the alcohol; so he held onto James's shoulder to steady himself before sitiing down. "Look, I c-can-"
"Where the fuck have you been?" James hissed.
"I went out, with uh- um Chrish- Christi-nn-"
"Christina?"
"Yeah," Kendall nodded slowly, "I had a couple of drinks."
"No kidding," James grumbled. He put an arm around Kendall's shoulders to steady him. "Dude, you're gonna have to do some serious apologizing to Carlos in the morning. He was pretty upset about what you said."
"Right, right, I'm s-sorry. I was jus' frustrated. I was frustrated."
"Still, you shouldn't have said that," James hit Kendall lightly upside the head, "You know Carlos, every word you say to him is like it was spoken by God."
"Ow," Kendall whined, "head hurts."
"Right, sorry," James remembered how drunk Kendall was, and he was guessing that it was starting to wear off and give him a headache.
"S'okay," Kendall leaned his head onto James's shoulder, taking a deep breath and letting himself relax.
"And Kendall, please don't run off like that without telling us. Me and Logan were worried sick."
Kendall's eyes flew open at the mention of Logan's name. Of course James had Logan on his mind. Even when they were focused on Kendall, Logan just had to show up.
"Why? S'not like you care anyways. You j-jus' wanna go suck on Logan's dick. You'd probably rather 'ff I just left and n-never came back."
James's eyes widened in shock at hearing Kendall say that, "What? Kendall, what are you talking about?"
"Don' play s- stupid, James," the adrenaline from saying what he'd been thinking for the past few days powered Kendall's words and woke him up a little, "I saw you kissing Logan. I know. I know you like him! But- but why, James?" his tone changed suddenly from accusing to hurt, "Why did you choose h- him? Why do you like him, and not... not me? Is there something wrong with me? After all I've done for you, you- you just want to fool around with Logan!" Kendall's eyes had turned red and there were tears streaming down his face, "And now- now you want nothing to do with me! You- you just want-"
Kendall's ranting sobs were cut off when James pressed his lips against the blonde's. He brought his hands to the back of Kendall's head and tugged on his dirty blonde hair, letting the soft strands run through his fingers. It was a hundred times better than kissing Logan. There was so much emotion in the kiss, so much he'd never even known was there. It was like comparing a tiny spark to a firework, there was a crystal clear superior. Kendall was definitely the firework.
"What the fuck?" Kendall hissed, pulling away, "Do you think this is funny? Is this some pathetic joke? You are such a dick! Fine, make fun of me, see if I care. But I don't. You're disgusting, James. I h-"
"Kendall!" James said, bringing a hand to Kendall's neck, "Listen to me. I don't want Logan. I want you."
"Then why are you trading toungues with Logan all the time?" Kendall shot back.
"I- I was confused. By you. You were confusing me, and so I went to Logan for help. He thought you might be mad if I told you, so- so he suggested that we did some experimenting. That's all it was. Just experimenting. It was nothing more, just, Logan said that since you had a temper, I'd be safer with him-"
"Un-fucking-believeable," Kendall muttered, "That bastard."
"What?"
"James, don't you see it?" Kendall asked incredulously, "Can you n- not tell that Logan was playing you?"
"Kendall, what are you talking about?" James asked, "It was for my own good."
"He really does have you brainwashed," Kendall said in amazement, "I can't believe it."
"You wanna explain what the Hell you're talking about? Really, any day now would be just fine," James suggested sarcastically.
"James, how long has Logan known me?"
"Uh, I don't know, like, nine years?"
"Exactly. Do you really think, after all that time, that Logan would believe that I'm such a horrible person that I'd hate you for being confused?"
James gulped and shook his head, beggining to see the light.
"Listen, he was lying to you. He was just trying to get to you, but he had to get me out of the way."
"I can't believe Logan would do that," James mumbled, looking at the floor, "Try to keep you from me, I mean."
"Well I'm here now," Kendall whispered. He put a finger under James's chin and kissed him gently. James instantly leaned more towards Kendall, deepening the kiss. He licked eagerly at Kendall's lips, which parted and let James's toungue slip into his mouth. Their toungues wrestled for dominace, neither really suceeding but instead coming to an agreement that they'd work together.
"Mmm, Kendall," James moaned and ran his hands down to Kendall's hips. He pulled Kendall into his lap so Kendall faced him, straddling him, and they rocked back and forth. Kendall grabbed the hem of James's shirt and fisted it before pulling off the thin cotton tee. He traced his fingers over the smooth skin of James's abs and smiled as James moved his kisses to Kendall's jawline.
"Ohh," Kendall breathed as James sucked and bit at the skin of his neck, "James, yes, yes," he bucked his hips into the tan boy, who picked up their pace in return.
James's hands went to the top of Kendall's jeans, ready to undo them. He kissed Kendall's neck silently as his fingers flew with the eagerness to get done what he wanted done.
"James, wait," Kendall whispered as James unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.
"What?" James mumbled, "It's not like it'll be the first time I've touched your dick."
Kendall blushed at the thought. He did want to do this, he really did. They were both hard and they both wanted it, and they were certainly ready. Still, it wasn't right. James was technically in some sort of relationship. They had to wait until he ended it.
"Because," Kendall murmured, taking James's hands and moving them from where they were working, "it's not fair to Logan. You guys are still together as of right now. We've gone too far already, let's just not start this wrong."
"But Kendall," James breathed huskily into his ear, "I want you so bad." He let his toungue graze Kendall's ear before quickly and lightly biting it.
"James," Kendall moaned. He was definitely not making it any easier to wait.
"Logan tricked me, you said so yourself. I have every right to do this," James whispered as he kissed Kendall's neck.
"No, you're just horny, and you're coming up with excuses. It's still not right," Kendall mumbled.
"Alright, I'm horny and you're drunk. That's a perfect reason," James hissed with a devilish grin. He let his hands fly back to Kendall's pants.
"You've already made out with Logan's girlfriend and caused his break up," Kendall whispered, "now you're cheating on him too. Do you really want to take it any farther?"
James's face fell and he pulled back from Kendall, releasing him from where he'd been holding Kendall around the waist. He looked at Kendall's shoulder, finally letting it hit him how his actions really did hurt his best friends.
Kendall drew in a breath. He hadn't wanted to have to play that card, but there was no way for him to win without it, so he did what he had to do.
"Look, James," Kendall began, "I'm sorry, it's just-"
"No," James put up a hand, "you're right. I'll end it with Logan tomorrow, and then we can do this right."
Kendall breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn, I'm glad you understand." He got off of James's lap and James stood up too, their bodies close together in the limited light let off by the weak lamp on the nightstand.
"Hey," Kendall whispered, "just wondering, but, um, how far did you and Logan go?"
James looked into Kendall's eyes. They were already hurt and tired, he didn't think he needed to make him feel worse. He just couldn't bear to put Kendall through any more than he had already gone through.
"We just made out," James replied with a weak smile, "that's all."
"Ok," Kendall replied with a nod.
James put his hands on Kendall's hips and pulled him close, bringing their faces together so their lips were just barely touching. "When we do this right," he growled, "it's gonna be good." He released Kendall with a wink and slapped him on the ass. Kendall pulled his jeans off and James put his shirt back on, when Kendall stumbled and fell slouched onto James.
"'M sorry," Kendall groaned, "head's kinda pounding."
"It's alright," James assured him, putting his arms around Kendall's back, "I got you."
"Good," Kendall sighed. He fell onto James's bed, dragging the slightly taller boy with him.
"Night James," Kendall breathed; he clearly had no intentions of getting up and going to his own bed, which was all of seven or eight feet away.
"Goodnight Kendall," James whispered, kissing him on the top of his head. He told himself he was doing the right thing by sparing Kendall the truth, but it still took a long time for James to fall asleep with his guilty conscience.
~*~*Now the next morning...*~*~
"...And then the zombies hit Gustavo with the super water gun, and there was a giant enchilada, so we-"
Carlos's animated retelling of his dream was cut off when a pair of arms wrapped around him, picking him up out of his chair. He dropped his bowl of cereal and it hit the floor, breaking in half with a crack and scattering Cheerios and milk everywhere. The person held him tight and spun him around, eventually tossing him onto the couch.
"Kendall!" Logan complained, "you got cereal all over the place!"
Kendall waved a dismissive hand in his general direction, instead turning to Carlos, who was sprawled out on the couch in a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants that were now covered in his breakfast. Carlos looked incredibly confused, but sort of happy; in the world of Carlos, getting spontaneously pitched onto the couch was probably a good thing.
"Hey, Carlitos, about last night," Kendall said, offering the latino a hand to get up off the couch, "I'm sorry about what I said, I didn't really mean it. I was just really overtired, and I didn't want to talk to anyone, so I sorta snapped at you. It was just 'cause I was frustrated. You know I love you like a brother."
"So you don't think I'm annoying?" Carlos asked as he grinned from ear to ear.
"Only a little," Kendall joked, pinching his fingers close together to show Carlos how minimal his annoyance was.
"Now," Kendall continued, "go put on some other pants, and um, let's go out for ice cream, okay?"
"Yes!" Carlos leaped up from the couch, "ICE CREAM!"
"You guys have have fun," James said, "I'm gonna stay here." This had been the plan. Kendall would distract Carlos- a pretty easy task- and he would stay there. Obviously, Logan would stay with James.
"I think I'll hang out here too," Logan said, winking at James when Kendall wasn't looking. Perfect.
"I'm ready!" Carlos called cheerfully, running out of his room, "Are you guys coming?"
"Nope," James stated. He popped the p and folded his hands behind his head, trying desperately to look calm. The truth was, he was pretty nervous. Sure, he'd dumped lots of girls before, but this was different. This was his best friend that he had to dump. His best friend, who had said they were just experimenting. Still, it was tough.
"Hey," Logan said with a smile once Kendall and Carlos were gone. He walked over to James and ran a finger down his chest and kissed him with one hand on the side of his face, "Everyone's out of the house..."
"Logan," James began. He took Logan's hand off of his face and pulled back a little bit, reminding himself to stay focused. If he didn't, he'd never get this done.
"Yeah?" Logan asked innocently. He sat down in a chair next to James, "You don't wanna have a little fun?"
"Look, Logan," James said gently, "this has been fun, but-"
Logan sucked in a breath. He hadn't been dumped that many times, but he knew what it sounded like. Of course, James had gotten what he wanted. He'd gotten to "experiment." He got a blowjob. And now it was time for him to move on to his next victim.
"You're breaking up with me," Logan finished.
James gulped; the hurt on the smaller boy's face was crushing. He had to at least make this a little better for him.
"Listen," he said quietly, "we were experimenting. And I'm really glad that you- um, helped me figure things out, but, I- I think I'm straight."
"You're straight?" Logan looked up, "So it's not just me?"
"No," James almost chuckled, trying to keep his tone a little more lighthearted, "I guess I just don't like guys in general."
Logan nodded in understanding, "Well, thanks for being honest, James. I'm gonna go take a walk." He gave James a weak smile and left.
James sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He was getting sick of all these lies. But was it really better to tell the truth, when the truth only hurt everyone else?
He put his face in his hands. And people said he wasn't a good actor?
*~*~La la la la la~*~*
A/N: So um. I- Well I just- I can-
Yeah. I'm mean. Not so mad at Logan anymore, are you? No, no you're not. Are you mad at James? No, you can't be. You know what he's going through. Are you mad at Kendall? Nope. He made it all better. Carlos? No one's mad at Carlos.
Are you mad at me? Well probably. Review?