Here's the last chapter before the rest of the story. I realized something last night: I forgot to add the chapter where she's at the studio with them and she sleeps with Kendall(Not Sex... just sleeping) If you want me to add that part in soon, just let me know in a review. I totally forgot about that chapter. Read on friends:

I woke up around 9:30, assuming that the guys were already at the studio. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and lazily walked into the kitchen only to see Kendall closing the fridge door.

"You're still here?" I asked as he sat down across from me at the table. I was guessing by the way he was still in a t-shirt and pajama pants that he had just gotten up too.

He smirked and nodded. "We teamed up with Gustavo so I gotta show up Wayne-Wayne as the bad boy. I'm going to dress up in bad-ass clothes but I kinda need help. Please? I would've asked James but he had already left and he would have over-done it. So will you help me?"

Despite rolling my eyes, I smiled my agreement. "I guess, but you honestly think I can make you look bad ass?"

"No, Jace, I know you can," he said with such a confidence that I blushed and bit my lower lip in slight embarassment.

"How much black do you have?" I asked as we approached the wardrobe.

He thought for a minute. "Not much."

"Oh jeez... Do you have a pair of black jeans?" He nodded, pulling them out of the bottom drawer. "Any black shirts?"

"Um... I think so. I never wear it though. I'm not a black person," Kendall said, flipping through multiple shirts and producing a black t-shirt.

It took me a minute to get what he just said and I busted out laughing, falling backwards onto my bed. He just stared at me like I was mentally challenged, raising an eyebrow. "What?"

"No, Kendall you're not black. You're white. I'm glad you finally realized this just now," I remarked sarcastically once I got over my laughing attack.

He finally understood what I found so funny because he tried to hide a smile as he shot back," You know what I meant."

"Yes, I do but it was still pretty damn funny. That shirt should work. Go change into those and I'll rummage through James' stuff to find a jacket because you don't have one."

Shrugging and turning to walk out of the room to the bathroom across the hall, he looked back at me with a sweet smile. "Thanks, Jace."

I couldn't stop the blush that suddenly appeared on my face and I smiled back. "Don't worry about it, Kendizzle. Now go! Hurry!" I playfully pushed him out the door and began going through the many racks of James' clothing in search of his black leather jacket. Just as Kendall entered the lengthy closet, I let out a frustrated groan.

"What's wrong?"

"James is stupid. I can't find his jacket anywhere," I complained before an ingenious plan popped into my head. "Logan!"

Before Kendall could ask what the hell I was talking about, I bolted into the room Logan and Carlos shared. I was already walking out of the closet with Logan's black jacket when Kendall arrived at the doorway. "Um.. I would ask what that was about but I don't think I want to know."

I giggled for a short moment before stopping with a straight face like nothing had even happened. He gave me a strange look as I brushed past him and grabbed my water bottle from the living room coffee table. "Well, put the jacket on already. I need to see how I did," I acted like I was annoyed despite the smirk that appeared on my face.

After glancing up at the ceiling and shaking his head, he pulled on Logan's jacket and threw his arms up. "Okay, do I look bad ass?"

Cocking my head to the side and studying my mastery, I did pretty damn good. But there was something missing. I wordlessly grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the bedroom that we shared with James, pushing him down into a sitting position on my bed.

"Sit, stay," I told him knowing that if he knew what I was going to get, he would object. I rushed into the bathroom and grabbed my makeup bag before running back into the room where he had laid backward with his head hanging off the other side.

"Oh, no..No No No No No," he objected just like I assumed he would.

"Kendall, just listen. I'm not doing the whole-shebang just eyeliner. I'd finish it off perfectly. Please?"

He huffed out a frustrated breath and crossed his arms across his chest. "Don't poke my eye out. You do and you're dead," he threatened jokingly.

"I won't, promise. I've been putting eyeliner on for over 3 years now. I've never poked myself in the eye, ever."

I sat down against the pillows, facing his side and pushing his shoulders until he was turned around facing me. "Okay, yeah... You're gonna have to move closer unless you want it all over your face. I can't reach that far cause I'm a shortstack."

He laughed silently and scooted closer to me. "You're not that short..."

"Don't lie and look up. Try not to flinch your eye as much as possible, just to make my job easier." I couldn't help but admire how green his eyes looked in contrast to the entire black outfit was wearing as I cautiously began applying the black eyeliner carefully to the bottom part of his eye. After finishing both eyes, I dropped my hand to give my arm a break due to the ache that had started.

I glanced down at the bed for a second and noticed my black bracelet on his left wrist. "You stole my bracelet."

He smiled deviously. "Hey, it goes well. Dontcha think?"

I couldn't help but smile too at how innocently cute he looked. "It does, I'll admit. You did good. Just don't lose it, please. I've had that thing forever."

He nodded, grinning gentley as I pulled him closer. "Okay, now look down. I have to do the top lid." I took a deep breath as my shaky hand continued to apply my black eyeliner. I could not believe how annoyingly nervous I was around my best friend. For god sake's, I'd known him since.. well... Forever!

When I finished he didn't back away like I expected him to. He just raised his eyes up to meet mine. "I'm done," I whispered nervously and gave him a shaky smile.

"I know." His mouth formed the words but no sound came out and my breath caught in my throat as he reached his hand up to bring my face closer to his. "Can I tell you something?" he asked quietly and I nodded slightly. He leaned forward for our lips to touch just enough for my whole body to feel the electric shock that it produced. I felt his hand come up to pull my head closer to his as we deepened the kiss. Every nerve ending in my body was on overdrive and my limbs felt like jell-o. I couldn't hold back the gasp I let out when we parted. I could tell he was going to say something when his phone went off with a text message from Gustavo. "Ah, man, I gotta go. We'll talk later okay?"

I smiled shyly and nodded as he ran out of the room. The only thing I could coherently think was 'Holy shit! I just kissed my best friend!'

There is was! Yay! I feel so accomplished. I rewrote the entire story and I finally get to move ahead with the story. Yay! Remember, if you want me to incorporate that part, just let me know in a review. I can't wait for the rest of the story!