Well, here's part 15. It's official. We're halfway done! Thanks for sticking with me.

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Love is like energy. It can
be neither created nor destroyed.
It is just always there.
-Ian Philpot
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Kendall sighs, leaning his head against the back of the orange couch in apartment 2J. He knows from the various rom-coms that ex-girlfriends and his mother had made him watch, that being in love with your best friend is never easy. And that it generally takes a lot of mishaps, understanding, and some heartache before everything resolves itself. None of those rom-coms featured a guy who was in love with his best friend…who was also a guy, however.

The blonde's not entirely sure but…he thinks that complicates things a quite a bit.

After yesterday's disaster at the pool, the blonde had spent a lot of time thinking. About the songs, about Lucy, about his genius best friend. About how kissing Lucy was pleasant, but it didn't make his heart race. Even kissing Jo didn't do that. But Logan? Well the blonde has never kissed Logan but he's not even going to pretend that the thought had never crossed his mind. But the brunette boy has always been able to get his heart racing.

He'd spent most of the night lying awake, listening to the sound of Logan's even breathing, as he tried to figure out just what his heart and the music had been trying to tell him.

At about 3 a.m. Logan had moaned in his sleep, rolling over to face the blonde. And as Kendall had watched his smaller friend, face scrunching occasionally because of whatever he was dreaming about, features highlighted by the nearly full moon that was spilling in through the window, he'd done just that.

He was in love with Logan. Had been for quite a while now and had just been too blind to realize it.

After figuring that out, he knew the first thing he had to do was tell his friends and his family. His mom and Katie had taken it well. Katie, in fact, had rolled her eyes muttered a quick 'duh' and then returned her attention to her video game. His mother had wrapped him in a warm hug and told him that, no matter, she would support him. And that she'd seen it coming for miles.

Now he just had to tell James and Carlos.

As if on cue the pretty boy and the Latino walked into the apartment, Carlos munching on a corn dog and James combing his hair. "Hey Kendall!" Carlos dropped down next to his friend on the couch. "What's up?"

"Guys…I have something to say and I'm not really sure how to say it so…"

The other two boys grow concerned at how nervous the normally confident blonde sounds. They both shift uneasily before James places a hand on Kendall's shoulder. "What's up man?"

"Well," He chews on his bottom lip for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to tell them. Finally he sighs and decides that brute honesty is probably his best option. "I'm in love Logan."

"Bitter is an appropriately named jerk."

The blonde blinks in shock at James' words. "…What?"

The pretty boy shrugs casually. "Oh. I'm sorry. I thought we were playing the "lets state the obvious" game."

Carlos snickers quietly, bring his hand up to hide his mouth a muffle the sound. Kendall rolls his eyes. "Gee, thanks guys."

The shorter boy claps his shoulder. "What James means is that we already knew that. And we don't care. You've always loved Logan. Nothing is going to change."

"But we'd better not walk in on you guys making out anywhere!" James cries. "I don't need to see any of my best friends making out with anyone, let alone each other."

Carlos nods. "I second that…please?"

Kendall rolls his eyes again, laughing at his friend's ridiculousness. "I don't even know I'm going to be making out with Logan. I don't know if you've noticed…but he hasn't exactly been jumping for joy at all that's been going on."

"Well…neither have you." James points out, trying to be the voice of reason.

"Besides, any idiot can see that he's in love with you too."

Kendall lips stretch out into a smile. "Yeah. I really think he might." The smile sleeps off his face. "Now I just have to figure out how to tell him. And Lucy…"

His two friends give him sympathetic looks and a pat on the shoulder. "You'll figure it out, man." Carlos tells him, always trying to be helpful.

"Yeah," James nods in agreement. "You always do."

-0-

Logan knocks on the door of apartment 3B, breathing out nervously. Lucy had always kind of intimidated him with her rocker chick ways, even if she was really very nice. He gives her a small smile and a wave when she finally answers the door, a large pair of headphones hanging around her neck.

"Hey…" She raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised to see the genius at her door.

"Hi. Listen…can we talk?"

She eyes him suspiciously for a moment before nodding and stepping aside so he can enter her tiny apartment. "What's up?" She asks as she closes the door and removes her headphones, tossing them gently onto the couch.

"Look," the genius sighs, "I just wanted to apologize for yesterday. That was really awkward." Lucy opens her mouth to reply so he rushes to finish his thought. "I just want you to know that there really isn't anything going on between me and Kendall. We can't help this whole stupid singing thing and I'm really sorry about it."

"Logan," the rocker chick places her hand on his shoulder, smiling gently, "you don't have to lie to me."

The brunette blinks in shock. "I'm not lying! We really can't control the singing thing!"

Lucy shakes her head. "Not about that. About Kendall. I guess, if I'm being honest with myself, I can't say I was too surprised by it. I think maybe I've always known that you guys care about each other."

Logan frowns. "But that's why I'm trying to tell you. We don't-"

She puts her hand over his mouth, effectively silencing him. "You do. Even if you might not want to admit it, you do. But I really liked Kendall so I went after him anyways."

"But-"

"It's weird though," she continues, as if she hadn't even heard the genius. "Because I've never had a problem going after what I wanted, but something always felt so…off about going after Kendall. Like something didn't want me to do it."

The other boy blinks slowly at her words. "Then…why did you?"

Lucy shrugs. "Because I don't believe in things like fate or destiny. Or, rather, I should say that I believe I make my own fate. No one and nothing else can do it for me." She smiles at the boy in front of her. "So don't worry about yesterday. I kissed Kendall," Logan frowns again at her words, "But I could tell it was completely one sided. He's obviously made his choice."

"N-no. He's just-"

"Logan." Lucy puts both hands on the smaller boy's shoulders. "Yes. Go and be happy, Logan. You both deserve it. Just remember, if you're ever dumb enough to let Kendall go I'm going after him again."

She moves him gently to the door, guiding him back into the hallway. "And I promise," she tells him before he starts off to the elevators. "There are no hard feelings, okay? We're all still friends."

-0-

Logan sighs as he enters the elevator, pressing the button for the second floor. He doesn't want Lucy to give up on Kendall. Or, well he does, but he knows she can't. Because Kendall deserves someone like Lucy. Someone cool and confident. Someone he can be with without it causing problems. And if Lucy believes she can make her own fate, then Logan will too. It doesn't matter what tug he feels or what that stupid book said, he's taking matters into his own hands.

With a final nod of confirmation, Logan opens the door to apartment 2J and steps inside.

"Hey guys." He greets as he enters.

Mama Knight looks up from where she's cooking dinner and smiles. "There you are. I was about to send out a search party." She jokes.

Katie barely acknowledges him, nodding her head briefly in his direction but not looking up from her game. James, Carlos, and Kendall both look up from the couch and call out various greetings. The genius walks into the living room area, eyeing his friends, most specifically Kendall, strangely. The blonde had barely waved at him and was chewing his lip, a clear sign that he was nervous.

"Kendall?" The taller boy jerks at Logan's direct use of his name, "is everything okay?"

The other boy nods, very unconvincingly, and chews harder at his lip. It occurs to Logan as he watches the blonde's teeth, that his friend isn't just nervous. He's trying to stop himself from talking. Or, given the way that past week as been going…

"I finally figured out, but it took a long, long time."

…singing.

"Kendall," Logan blinks, surprised to find that he's not singing along with the blonde. "Don't…"

"There's been times I'm so confused. But all my roads…they lead to you." Kendall is standing, looking straight at Logan, not even embarrassed by the spontaneous jam session. His green eyes bore into the genius' brown ones and he can see everything that the blonde is singing, and more, reflected in them.

It terrifies him.

"Kendall. Stop it."

"I just can't turn and walk away…"

When it becomes clear after several seconds of silence that Kendall is done, Logan shakes his head. "I can." He whispers before turning on his heel and making his way towards their shared room. He doesn't miss the way his friend deflates, literally collapsing on the couch. He does his best to ignore it though.

He shuts the door, leaning against it and chewing his bottom lip. Kendall had actually picked up the habit from him after several years of friendship. He could handle his feelings for his blonde best friend as long as the other boy hadn't returned them. Or, rather, as long as Kendall hadn't been consciously aware of them. But now that he was…well it was going to be ten times harder to stay away. The genius makes his way over to his bed, flopping down face first and groaning into his pillow. Why was the universe so against him?

Or, rather, why was he so against the universe?