A/N: Wazza! So it's 5am in the morning... I'm tired... I have nothing to say... haha.

Hence being 5am sorry if the spelling/proof reading is not amazing.

And again, you're all great and I can't thank you enough for the reviews :) :)

So here is another chapter of "Baby, You've Got Me Under Your Spell" - Enjoy!

James P.O.V

I felt sick, completely and utterly sick. Not only had I shattered my own heart today, I shattered Kendall's; the one true person I want to be with in this world.

As soon as I uttered those complete lies in front of everyone outside of the cafeteria I had to get out of there, I knew I had to get out before I looked at Kendall any longer and collapsed in tears on the ground. I had pushed past him, wanting for him to say something, say anything but no, he simply stared. All his eyes were void of emotion and feeling; it broke my heart more than I'd already broken it myself.

I disappeared to the empty stairwells the gym, and I'm not exactly proud of it but I balled my eyes out. Tears flowing relentlessly like waterfalls down my tanned face and splashing onto the cold, hard concrete stairs beneath. I felt horrible for a vast number of reasons but the one thing that played over and over in my mind were the words of Kendall's father, Logan.

"Just please James, don't break his heart"

"Oh god" I cried out loud, my voice echoing through the quiet stairs.

I had to go see him, I had to go explain. I jumped up from my seat and practically ran towards the parking lot. As I checked my watch I hoped he would be home from school and hockey training, it was 5:30, so surely he would. Before my decision to leave I'd stayed at school for quite awhile, sitting on those cold stairs for hours with my head in my hands and crying more tears than I think anyone had cried in one lifetime... I was a coward, I couldn't face anyone.

As I pulled up out the front of his house that nauseous feeling I'd had since lunchtime heightened, and I felt as if I were literally going to throw up all over the side of the pavement.

"Just breathe. Just tell him you're sorry" I said to myself before I got out of the car and walked up the path to his front door.

I had no right to ask for his forgiveness; all I could hope was that he understood how sorry I was and that I didn't mean a single word.

I took a long, deep breath before ringing the doorbell.

"Oh, hi James" Dr Logan Mitchell said with a surprised smile.

"He-hey" I stuttered, voice breaking from crying so much.

"Is everything ok?" He asked, opening the door completely to let me in.

"Um not really. Is Kendall home yet?"

"No he won't be home for about another half hour I'd say, did you want to wait?"

"Yes please, I'd actually really like to talk to you" I said in a small voice as he lead me towards the living room.

"Can I get you anything?" He asked as I took a seat in one of the large, leather couches.

"No no it's fine"

He looked me up and down with a raised eyebrow, obviously intrigued in what I would want to talk to him about, it's not like I really needed to make a confession of Kendall and mines love; he'd already figured it out in one night.

"Mr Mitchell – Logan, I did something – oh god" I felt sobs trying to break through my chest and I placed my head in my hands.

"Goodness James what is it?" He asked concerned, moving to sit next to me on the couch and place one hand comfortingly around my shoulder.

"I broke my promise" I said in barely a whisper before I collapsed into his shoulder and began to cry.

I knew it was probably inappropriate to be practically clutching on to him for dear life and staining his shirt in tears but I couldn't help it, there was something about Logan that was so comforting and made me feel safe.

"You broke his heart" Logan replied in a matched hushed tone, not asking it as a question, more confirming what he knew was going to happen.

I thought he might kick me out, tell me to leave, yell at me or do anything than what he was doing; which was continuing to hug me closer and stroke my back softly.

"What happened?" He asked slowly into my hair as I still continued to cry silently.

"Oh Logan, it was all one big mess." I sighed into his shirt. "It didn't take long for my girlfriend and friends to figure out something was going on, so my girlfriend basically screamed at me in front of half the school and Kendall was there and – oh god." I clutched him tighter to me, trying to regain some composure before I continued with the story "She accused me of sleeping with Kendall and I said something really horrible."

"What did you say?" He prompted.

"I said... I said that if I were ever going to be sleeping with a guy it sure as hell wouldn't be Kendall"

I couldn't help but cry now as I repeated those dreadful words I had spoken.

"I'm so sorry Logan, I'm so sorry" I sobbed "I didn't mean it; I don't know why I said it. I love him. I'm so sorry"

"Don't apologise to me, apologise to Kendall" He soothed.

"I know, I'm going to. But he won't forgive me."

"James" he sighed, leaning me up to look him directly in the eyes, chocolate pools boring into the depth of my soul. "From when I first met Kendall's mother Jen, I knew Kendall was special. He was 10 and he was incredible. I loved him like my own son and vowed that I would be there for the whole family. I don't know if Kendall has told you? But he has a sister, Katie."

I nodded slowly, remembering everything Kendall had told me at dinner the night before about his beautiful, strong, independent and loving sister who was 10 years old and already so completely full of life.

"She lives in New York though right?" I confirmed.

"Yes she lives with her and Kendall's father and Jen's ex-husband, Peter" Logan grimaced slightly before he continued "Kendall never talks about Peter, I would be surprised if he told you about him, because he resents his father a lot, because he believes Peter "stole" Katie in a way. I met Jen and we got married shortly after her and Peter divorced and I was instantly accepted into the family, Kendall was 10 and Katie was 4 and we were so happy. Peter got to see the kids as much as he wanted because he lived in Minnesota, but then when the kids were 12 and 6 he got a job in New York City, and demanded the kids were to come live with him. Of course neither Jen nor I stood for that and it resulted in a lot of lawyers and trips to court. Ultimately in the end the kids were asked to make the decision, who did they want to live with? Katie loves her father, and so does Kendall although he loves me more, I hope anyway ha, but yes Katie loved her father and he made it seem as if moving to the big bright lights of New York was very exciting and she was sucked in a bit. It created a large rift in my family James, because suddenly there was a piece of us missing. We see Katie all the time in holidays and such and she speaks with us on the phone at least once a week but it's not the same as having her under this roof. She's just as much a child to me as Kendall is. Anyway James the point of my story is I couldn't stand losing Katie, and I couldn't bear to lose Kendall as well. I know Kendall, better than he thinks I do, and I know something like this might tempt him to move to New York to be with his father and Katie. As I told you last night he will give his heart to you completely and sometimes I don't think he truly knows what to with himself when his heart gets broken. I suspect you're right, that Kendall possibly won't forgive you, but I hope you can mend his heart enough for him to not do anything rash, I can't lose my son like I lost my daughter James"

I stared at him, lost for words. He was right, Kendall had barely mentioned his father and I hadn't wanted to push the subject as we had only just met, but I knew there was some slight pain and resentment there, and now I knew why. His words terrified me, would I drive Kendall away? Would he come home and tell his parents he was moving to New York just to escape me?

"However" Logan said, interrupting my train of thought "He always manages to surprise me with his decision on things, so don't write yourself off just yet"

Not that it matched my mood at all; I couldn't help but laugh slightly.

"Ha yeah, I think I can" I scoffed "I'm such an idiot. Why did I have to give him my heart and take his in return?"

"Come here" he sighed, leaning back on the couch and pulling me into him so I had my arms wrapped around his torso. "James you're an incredible human being, I can see that, yes you might be a bit of an idiot when it comes to love, but you're not a bad person. Kendall knows that."

This was so strange. I was cuddling on the couch with Kendall's father... but I wasn't complaining.

"Thanks Logan. I feel if I hadn't screwed things up so much with Kendall this could have been the start to an amazing relationship" I said with a small laugh as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of his hand running through my hair and the slow, steady beat of his heart.

"We can still be friends James" he said softly and he kissed my hair. Yes, he kissed my hair. But again, it didn't really freak me out at all.

We sat like that for awhile. It was nice to have someone's arms around me, holding me tight and giving me their love and support. I feel like a lot of people aren't going to be giving me that in the near future. I was so lost in the feel of his hand on my back and my inner turmoil over Kendall I didn't even hear someone enter the room until they spoke.

"What. The. Fuck?"

I whipped my head up to see a very angry Kendall standing in front of the couch, glaring down on me and his father like we were the most horrific thing he had even seen.

I immediately jumped out Logan's arms and stood on my feet to face Kendall, Logan did the same.

"Dad what the hell are you doing?" He growled, looking like he didn't know who to punch first.

"Kendall calm down" he sighed, placing one hand on Kendall's shoulder that he immediately shoved off. "James came over looking for you; he was incredibly upset so I was comforting him."

"Yeah? Well did he tell you why he was upset?" Kendall spat.

"Yes, he told me the whole story Kendall and I'm not showing him any resentment for it"

"Well thanks a whole fucking lot Logan, nice to know you care about me"

I looked at Logan's face and could see he was hurt from the way Kendall hadn't called him Dad. I got the feeling that Kendall probably switched to first names when they were fighting.

"Of course I care about you Kendall, and so does James. I think he's got a lot of things he wishes to say"

"Yeah well I don't want to hear them" He muttered, turning quickly on his heel and storming up the stairs.

"Go after him" Logan said softly, placing a hand on my back and practically pushing me out of the room.

Part of me wanted to walk as slow as I could up the stairs in fear of how Kendall would react to me and the other part wanted to sprint, burst down the door and beg on my knees for his forgiveness. I decided on somewhere in between the two.

To no great surprise his door was locked.

"Kendall" I said "Please let me in"

When there was no reply I knocked once more and tried again, "Kendall please. I'm not asking for your forgiveness I just want to tell you how sorry I am and how much I love you."

Suddenly the door flung open and he was standing there right in front of me. Now that I was looking closely I could see his bloodshot eyes and tear stained cheeks and eyes so full of sadness my heart was cracking more and more by the mere sight.

I was tongue tied.

"Well, come in then."

*Cue dramatic, cliff-hanger music* ;)