A/N: So here is the beginning on the continuation! I hope you like it :)

Not much to say in terms of the story except you've be warned for smut! And that it's from Kendall's P.O.V this chapter.

In unrelated things, but things I really must share, how good was Backstage Rush! ;) Also, and possibly the most exciting thing ever...

JAMES MASLOW REPLIED TO ME ON TWITTER THE OTHER DAY! kjsn gfkjsngkdgs still fangirling over it.

Just thinking about now sends my body into spasms of excitement! :D

Yes anyway... had to get that off my chest! haha. Read now.

Much love. xx

Kendall Knight P.O.V

It's not that James Diamond picking me up in his Jeep before school was weird per say... it was more unfreaking believable. I had barely slept the night before, how could I? I had just had the most amazing night of my entire life and sleeping would merely make me lose those memories for a few brief hours. There were about a million things running through my brain all at the same time, maybe the most important question in there was: Why me? Why did James Diamond choose me when he could have anyone he wanted? I guess you could also ask why I was so easy to accept him, but hello? Its James Diamond... have I said his name enough already? As I lay awake in bed I could still smell him on my sheets, a sort of musky, manly scent, with a slight hint of Cuda man spray – it was sexy. The only thing stopping me from not spending all day in bed was the fact I was actually going to be able to smell him in person... yeah that doesn't sound weird at all.

*Beep*

Be ready in 30. Don't wear a tricky belt. Love, J.

I smirked a little bit as I read his text message, he'd promised me some before school "activities" and clearly he wanted easy access.

We shall see... Miss you. K.

I'm not usually this lame, I promise, there's just something about James that turns me into a big sap of feminine goo.

*Beep*

You're SO gay... Miss you too.

I let out a small sigh and a smile, he was right, I was being so gay. It's strange because this isn't usually how I roll; Kendall Knight is smooth, cool... he's got swag, but now with James around it's like I can't help but be all romantic.

I thought I would die of embarrassment when I met him yesterday. When I waltzed into Dad's surgery and saw him there... wow words don't begin to cover it. My heart was caught in my throat, palms sweaty and there seemed to be some butterfly cage fight going on in my stomach. Everyone knew who James Diamond was, seriously everyone, he was the absolute king of Breck High School. Everyone loved him, it was kind of hard not to really, especially when he was a God on the ice, incredibly wealthy and it also helped that he was perceived to actually be a pretty nice guy. It also helped that because of all this he had girls swooning wherever he went, which made things quite funny now I think about it. He never actually admitted he was gay, I never heard him say it last night, more just a lot of cryptic things like "Hockey captains have secrets" and "I've always thought guys were attractive" but never actually a full blown "I like guys, I'm gay" sort of statement. In saying all this though... last night was... well I hardly think you could deny the fact he was into guys.

Speaking of last night, I couldn't help but wince slightly as I rolled out of bed. I would have to try and put on a brave face at hockey training tonight. Ugh, hockey training. I love hockey, seriously don't get me wrong, but doing it the night after you've lost your virginity... to a guy... is not exactly something I was looking forward to. Part of me should feel wrong that I lost my virginity to James, and especially so soon into the... is it a relationship? I barely even knew him. I barely know him but I love him, how does that work? And he loves me too... right? Yeah no he has to; it's not exactly like he's a liar. But then I guess he's going to be lying to everyone when we keep this a secret. Part of me wants it to be a secret like he does, but then the other part just wants to be open and free. I hate secrets, and I'm a terrible liar, I know the minute Dad asks me how my night was I'm going to get all awkward and embarrassed. Not being able to tell anyone is going to be tough, because honestly right now all I want to do is call my best friend Carlos Garcia and tell him all about it. Carlos would be so supportive and probably a little bit excited, not that he's gay... I don't think... but he's the sort that gets so excited over the smallest things, throwing himself into something with his whole heart and never looking back. That's probably one of the reasons I loved him so much, in a friend sort of way, not in an "I want to rip your clothes off" sort of way. When I'd text him last night, telling him how James was at the surgery he had replied: ! Tell him he's amazing!

In a way I guess I sort of did end up telling him he was amazing. My only problem is, and it's a completely reasonable problem, is that James may just be doing all this for laughs. He see's me, I'm all flustered and "cute" and supposedly "really young" and my Dad pretty much tells him that I'm in love with him and that I'm his biggest fan, which would just add to James' massively large ego, and he might of thought "You know what? Fuck it, I'll bang the groupie and show him an amazing time, never to call again." I didn't want to believe that though. The way he looked into my eyes when we had sex was just... I can't be a groupie fuck, I just can't.

After finally showering and dressing myself in what I thought was a cool pair of blue jeans, a thin striped cardigan and faded red t-shirt, I deemed myself ready to face the human world.

"How was your night?" Was the first thing Dad asked me when I came down the stairs into the kitchen.

Yep, I knew it; I knew he would ask that question. James insisted that he knew, but did he? I feel like my Father would support me... well I hope.

"Um, yep, good yeah" I stammered, hiding my head in the fridge looking for something to eat but more just looking for an excuse to avoid eye contact.

"That's good. I saw James before he left" Dad said as if it were no big deal, but the simple sentence had me panicking because from what I can remember James had a bunch of hickeys on his neck with hair that looked worse than mine in the morning.

"Oh? Cool. Yeah sorry it was late"

"That's ok. Kendall?"

"Yeah?" I asked awkwardly, now feeling as if I had to turn and face him.

"You know you can tell me anything you want, right?" He said slowly, staring at me for some confession or at least a reaction.

"Yeah I know Dad" I said with what I hoped was no panic in my voice.

Of course he knew, I was pretty much 100% sure, but I was too nervous to come out and say it and besides, James didn't want me telling anyone.

"Ok good. Seeing James today?"

"Yeah he's picking me up for school in about... now" I said whilst looking at the large clock on the wall and gulping down some juice.

"I'm happy you've made a new friend Kendall but just be careful ok?"

"Ok, but you don't need to worry, James is a really nice guy and we get along really well"

Our whole conversation this morning had been full of double meanings, and I know that he knew I knew he knew... wow this is getting confusing. I just couldn't bring myself to say it, not yet.

Before the conversation had to opportunity to get more awkward the door bell rang and I couldn't run out of the kitchen fast enough.

"Bye Dad! See you after hockey training tonight!" I yelled as I grabbed my hockey bag from the supply closet in the entrance foyer.

Before opening the front door I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, but it didn't really prepare me for seeing him again, leaning casually against the framework. He looked incredible; almost more incredible than last night, if that was even possible. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans, some awesome leather shoes and from what I could see an emerald green t-shirt poking out from underneath an incredibly expensive looking black button up coat.

"Hi" I stammered, not sure what the situation called for, a hug? A kiss?

"Kendall, you're going to freeze" He replied, looking me up and down and rolling his eyes.

"Oh, oops. I forgot to put a jacket on this morning" I looked around me to the large marble staircase; the thought of running up to my room just seemed like such a long and arduous journey.

"I have a jacket in the car, come on" He sighed, taking my hockey bag from me, not that I was offering but I guess he was just the perfect gentlemen.

"I like your coat" I said absentmindedly, trying to make conversation.

"Thanks, it's Armani"

Of course it was. I felt as if I paled in comparison next to him.

"Will this be warm enough?" He asked, throwing me the jacket that was on the back seat as he chucked my bag in the back.

"Seriously?" I replied, not being able to help but raise my eyebrow.

"What?"

"Your hockey varsity jacket?"

"Is that bad?"

"I thought you wanted us to be a secret?"

"And?"

"You are so thick, you know that right? If I walk around school wearing a varsity jacket that says "Diamond" on the back it isn't going to take long for people to start making assumptions"

"Oh" He said as if he had just figured out some big math problem.

"If I were your boyfriend I could wear it all the time..."

Ok so that may have been the wrong thing to say. I could see him trying to find a response but failing miserably.

"Jokes!" I said quickly and maybe only slightly awkwardly.

"Here, I'll wear my varsity jacket and you wear my coat, because you're too lazy to go back inside the house"

"I can't wear your Armani coat!" I protested suddenly, images of me spilling something on it or ripping it filling my mind.

"Shut up, it's fine. But just quickly, can I see you in my varsity jacket? I want to see what it looks like"

It was a slightly odd request, seeing as I had one of my own that I could easily wear if he wanted but he was smiling so sweetly and clearly excited by the prospect so I could hardly refuse.

"It's a bit big" I chuckled as I slipped my arms into it. If I thought my sheets smelled amazing I was so wrong, inhaling the scent from this jacket was like pure heaven to my senses. "Do I look cool?"

I looked up at him with a jokey smile on my face, expecting him to be the same but he was staring at me with such intensity it was impossible not to stare straight on back.

"What is it?" I asked nervously.

He didn't answer; he merely grabbed the front of the jacket and pulled me towards him, bringing our lips crushing together. I'd missed this, I'd missed this so much, it had only been one night and my body was already craving his kiss and touch.

"Fuck" I breathed against his mouth as he bit my bottom lip roughly.

Part of me was slightly conscious we were completely out in the open and in fact he had us facing my house, where my Dad could easily be watching...

"Alright, you get in the car now" He sighed, pushing me off him. "And keep on the jacket until we get to school at least"

"Why?" I asked, climbing in the passenger side of the car as he got in the driver's seat.

"Don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answers too" He replied, interlocking his fingers with mine and raising my hand to give it a quick kiss.

Well if that wasn't the fucking most cryptic thing I've heard I don't know what is.

"Fine. But can I ask you some just general questions?"

"Ha, yes" He laughed as he put the car in gear and pulled onto the street.

"How was the rest of your night last night after you left?"

"Long" He sighed.

"Same"

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He seemed kind of shitty this morning so I was going to get him in a full smile before we got to school.

"What classes do you have today?"

"Ahh... Double chemistry, English literature, French and advanced calculus"

If I wasn't intimated already I was now. "Wow"

"Just because I do those subjects doesn't mean I'm amazing at them"

I suspected that was a lie. I knew for a fact in order to be captain of a sports team at Breck you had to maintain at least a B+ average.

"How's your rib?"

"Kendall, I'm really not in the mood for 20 questions this morning"

Yeah he was definitely pissed about something; I desperately wanted to ask if I'd done something wrong but then I didn't really want to be the whiny girlfriend, I assumed he got enough of that from Sarah.

"It's ok though thanks" He said with a small smile. "How are you feeling this morning, sore?"

The question should probably be a bit more uncomfortable seeing as I knew he was referring to my ass.

"Yeah not too bad. Hockey is going to be a bitch tonight though" I groaned, watching the streets of Minneapolis flash past me through the window.

"Sorry about that" He said with a very controlled voice.

Ok seriously, where was the James Diamond I met last night?

"You seem tense this morning?" I mused, staring at his face for some sort of reaction.

"Just got a lot on my mind I guess"

"Can I do anything to help?"

"Well you're the thing that's on my mind so..."

I didn't really have a response for that so I just let it slide. He could be pissed... see if I care.

School was still rather deserted as we pulled into the parking lot, the car park only scattered with a couple of cars and only a few students walking up to the main campus.

"I have an idea" I said quickly as he took the key out of the ignition once parked.

Before I gave him any time to respond I closed the gap between our lips and held him against me tightly for a second before I began to kiss his exposed neck, uncovering the hickeys I had made from the night before with what appeared to be cover up; and he said I was gay?

"Careful Kendall" He warned in a low voice, obviously referring to the fact we were on the school grounds where anyone could walk past the car at any moment; I personally thought it made it more exciting.

I stroked one hand down his covered torso until I found the buckle of his belt, grinning against his neck as I undid the buttons.

"Hey, I thought you were the one wearing an easy belt today?" He said, his breathing hitched as my hand was now getting dangerously close to his dick.

"You need it more" I replied, wasting no time in diving my hand into his boxers.

"Fuck" He gasped in shock, probably a combination of the sudden contact and the fact my hands probably weren't exactly warm.

It didn't take him long to be standing at full attention for me; so eager. Positioning myself slightly awkwardly but still manageable, my mouth was now hovering mere inches from his covered erection. I pulled his jeans down as much as the seat would allow and finally freed his dick from the restricting boxers. He gasped at the sudden cool air he was exposed to but I soon put a stop to that as I dove down, nearly taking all of him in my mouth; I definitely had him gasping for different reasons then.

Of course I've never given a blow job before, but I can sort of get the mechanics of it, I know what would feel good on me. And whatever I was doing, James seemed to be loving it. He had both his hands fisted tightly in my hair and half suspected he was trying to stop himself from fully thrusting me down on him.

"Fuck, Kendall, fuck" He moaned as I took him deeper and deeper.

I could now feel his cock hitting the back of my throat, which some would say was uncomfortable but I loved it, I wanted to taste every inch.

"Oh my god, oh my – fuck!" James exclaimed, now writhing in his chair.

I could tell he was close to coming so I sucked harder, his grip becoming tighter on my hair, so tight I thought he was going to start ripping it out.

I was sort of prepared for when he came but it still slightly took me by surprise when the hot liquid shot into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed every last drop, pretending as if it were tastiest thing I had ever tried in my whole life.

I came off him with a satisfied pop, licking my lips for any reminisce of cum as I sat back up in my seat.

"Oh my god, oh my god" He panted, head back on the head rest and hands across his face.

"Good?" I asked, leaning sideways on my seat and unable to stop staring at him.

"Surely you have to have done that before" He breathed out, now looking to face me with eyes full of lust and desire.

"Never" I replied with complete honesty.

He merely shook my head and looked at me as if I were some puzzle or equation he couldn't quite get.

As far as I was aware no one had seen us in the act, but I knew he was slightly panicking as he now looked around the practically empty car park.

"So are you going to be less shitty now?" I asked with a smile, trying to treasure these last moments we had together in the car before we would go our separate ways.

"What do you mean?" He replied, slightly taken aback by my question.

"You were being lame for a bit there, but now I've given you no reason to have a bad day"

"You most certainly have not" He said in agreement, cupping the side of my face with his hand and pulling me in for a light kiss. "Sorry if I was being a douche"

"I forgive you"

After a few more fleeting moments of kissing and touching we separated and climbed out of the car.

"Now, take my coat or you'll freeze"

"You know, my friends are going to know it's not mine" I sighed, taking off the varsity jacket and slipping my arms into the heaven that was his coat. It was so ridiculously comfortable, warm and stylish all at the same time; I would have to invest in one.

"Yeah it totally isn't your style" He chuckled, looking me up and down "Don't get me wrong you look fucking sexy as hell in it, but I think I prefer you in the varsity jacket. Maybe you should just wear it?"

"Are you sure?"

He pondered that question for a second before finally saying, "Yep, give me back my coat. I don't want you ruining it anyway"

The smile tugging on the corner of his lips made it impossible to take the insult seriously so I merely laughed.

"I like the varsity jacket better anyway, you're right, much more me"

Once I had it on once more he was staring, he really seemed to love me in his jacket.

"Just tell people we got them mixed up in the hockey locker rooms, technically we both have captain jackets"

"That's a terrible lie! But I'll work on it"

"I just love you so much in it" He said with a slight moan, looking as if he could devour me right then and there in the parking lot; I had doubts that would be happening though.

"So, still want to meet at lunch?" I asked, trying to distract from the hunger, prowling tiger look he had going.

"Yes! I will see you then" He said with a smile and taking a step towards me "I'll be thinking of you all morning... fuck I want to kiss you"

"Just do it" I said with a whisper, no longer giving a fuck over who saw.

With one quick glance at our surroundings he brought his lips down on mine for what only seemed like a second but held enough passion to last a life time.

"One day, we will come out together" I said with a sigh as he took a step back for me, hands lingering on the hem of the jacket.

He had a pained look in his eyes as I said these words, like they were the last things he wanted to hear.

"Maybe" He said softly, but I could tell that maybe was more of a 'no'.

"Whatever, ignore me. I'll see you later" I said with a sad smile and one last touch of his hand before I turned in the opposite direction to head over to first period biology in the Science building.

As I clutched onto my school books I retrieved from my bag and breathed in the scent of his jacket, one small traitor tear escaped down my cheek.

James Diamond was going to be the death of me I swear.

Next chapter will be James meeting Carlos and him breaking up with Sarah... how will that go?

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