Author's Note: Chapter title is a song by The Script. I do not own any rights to them or the song. It just fit perfectly for this chapter… and you all should go listen to it. :)

They had fallen asleep with Logan's head on Carlos' chest, but Logan has been awake for a while, though is content in watching Carlos sleep. It's one of the things he missed the entire week they were apart. Carlos asleep is one of the things many don't get to see and Logan relishes the fact that he gets to see the Latino so peaceful and calm on a daily basis. There were nights when he'd get home from a cram session in the library to Carlos asleep, and no matter how tired he was, he'd spend a few minutes lying next to him watching his chest rise and fall or just staring at his face. Many times he wondered if Carlos knew and would fake sleep.

Logan is brought out of his thoughts when the body underneath him stirs and he sees Carlos' eyes flutter open.

"Morning, sunshine!" Logan happily greets him.

The Latino blinks away the remnants of sleep. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asks when his eyes focus and sees the awkward look Logan's giving him.

"No reason." Carlos' eyes narrow. "Okay… okay…" Logan says putting his hands up in surrender, "You look gorgeous when you sleep."

Carlos grins and flirtatiously bats his eyes. "Are you saying you don't find me attractive when I'm awake?" he asks pouting.

Logan stutters, trying to find an explanation.

Carlos chuckles and leans over, kissing Logan's forehead. "You're so cute when caught off guard."

Logan sighs and lays his head back down on Carlos' chest. "Can we stay here all day?"

Carlos runs a hand through Logan's hair. "You don't know how much I'd love that, but-"

"-but you have to go home and help mom… right?" Logan finishes.

Carlos hesitates a second before he responds, "I told you last night that I can't tell you."

"I know…" Logan sighs, "… I just wish I could fast forward to Friday."

Carlos reaches for Logan's hand and squeezes it.

"Can't you just tell your mom that I'm still upset and you need to stay here to make everything better?"

"You are adorable."

Logan smiles and pushes up to a seated position and leans up against the headboard. Carlos follow suit and rests his head on Logan's shoulder.

Knock! Knock!

"Come in!" Carlos and Logan respond in unison.

The handle turns and the door swings open. Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell cautiously peek their heads into the room. Breathing a sigh of relief at the sight of the boys in such ease with each other, they enter the room.

Mrs. Mitchell clasps her hands together. "So everything is good?" she asks.

Carlos glances at Logan, who nods.

"In that case, who's ready for breakfast?" Mr. Mitchell asks.

The two boys spring to life and raise their hands. They climb out of bed and race out the door, leaving Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell chuckling behind them.

James is awoken by the scent of cinnamon. He leans over expecting the feel of Kendall's strong shoulder, but is surprised when he falls onto the leather couch. He sits up, confused, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

He looks toward the kitchen and spies Kendall pulling saucers and glasses out of the cabinets. James smiles and stealthily makes his way over.

The blond boy is facing away from James when he wraps his arms around his waist, causing Kendall to jump.

Kendall looks over his shoulder to see the brunette's smiling face.

"Don't ever do that to me again," Kendall scolds.

James loosens his hold, allowing Kendall to turn around.

"Aww… did I scare you?" James asks in a baby voice. "Here… let me kiss you and make it better."

Kendall feigns hurt by twisting his face to avoid James' advances before finally surrendering.

Beep! Beep!

The timer on the oven sounds. James releases the blond and watches him as he takes out a pair of cinnamon rolls.

"Since when do you bake?" James asks impressed.

Kendall smiles, "Since you kissed me."

James' already rosy cheeks turn an even brighter shade. As he turns away to hide his embarrassment, he spies a broken down cardboard box in the trash can. James chuckles.

"What's so funny?" Kendall asks as he spreads the icing on the rolls.

"Nothing…" James lies. "It's just so weird to see you so… domestic."

"Haha… very funny." Kendall retorts making his way to the table. "Would you bring those glasses over to the table?"

James picks up the glasses and can't help himself, "You do dishes now, too?"

"Still not funny…" Kendall says, placing the pastries on the table in front of his seat. "Just for that, you don't get one."

James rushes to the table, glasses in hand, pouting. "C'mon, Kendall! I was just joking."

Kendall smirks as James sits across from him, eying the sweet.

The blond throws his hands up in surrender, "Oh, fine. How can I resist the face?"

James greedily reaches across the table, pulling a plate towards him, and replacing it with a glass. James smiles in victory, once the roll is safely in front of him. Kendall can only laugh and shake his head.

The rest of breakfast isn't as eventful, as they spend that time in comfortable, catch-up, conversation. Even though they spoke on a regular basis, the conversations never lasted long enough for substantial news; someone, usually James, would almost always be called away.

Two hours later, most of the common topics exhausted, and plates pushed aside, they arrive to the topic of Carlos and Logan.

"That was a close call yesterday, wasn't it?" Kendall asks.

"What was?" James responds, confused.

Kendall sighs, "Carlos almost spilling the beans."

"Oh… that…" James chuckles. "We all know that Carlos can't keep a secret. I'm actually surprised he's kept it this long…"

"… most of it anyway." Kendall adds.

"Kendall…" James starts, "… can I make a confession?"

Kendall apprehensively nods.

"I… uh… I… kind of… didn't… I didn't want to… uh… I didn't really want to help Carlos propose to Logan."

Kendall's jaw drops, "B… bu… but… you were so happy when we told you about it."

"Yeah, initially I was excited. I mean how could I not? Two of my best friends found his soul mate, but as we got deeper into planning, I… uh… got jealous," James explains.

Kendall stares at James from across the table flabbergasted.

"Actually, I've been a little jealous since I moved to California. I want what they have and I didn't know if I'd ever get it because… well… because I didn't think you could like me the same way."

Kendall is floored. "S- Since when?"

"F-fifth grade…" James shyly responds.

Kendall stares at him dumbfounded. "Why didn't you ever say anything?"

The brunette shrugs, forcing himself to avoid eye contact.

The blond rubs his face. He gets up, hobbles over to James, pulling a chair to allow him to sit next to him.

Placing an arm around James' shoulder, Kendall thinks aloud, "So you've been holding this in all these years…. That sure explains why you were always called away when I brought up Logan and Carlos these past few months… It's not like we didn't know… You told us not long after Logan told us… but… oh, wow..." Kendall gasps and places a hand over his mouth.

"What?"

Kendall looks over to James seeing worry in his eyes. He sighs. "I'm sorry…"

James' face contorts into a look of confusion. "What do you have to be sorry about?"

"I… I… probably didn't make it easy on you. Telling you that being gay would hinder your acting career and… and…" For the second time, Kendall's eyes gloss over as another realization hits him over the head. "I'm such an idiot."

"No, you're not," James reassures him.

"Yes. Yes, I am. My dating Jo didn't contribute to you suddenly packing up and leaving, did it?"

James hesitates and breaks eye contact. "It wasn't sudden. You knew that I was planning on moving out to California someday," he covers.

"Oh, come on, James. I know you-"

"Not well enough…" James whispers.

Kendall is hurt but knows it's the truth. How could he have not seen it? James is better than Logan at being subtle, but only just. The blond buries his face in his hands.

James reaches over and tugs at Kendall's wrists. When the blond relaxes, James intertwines their fingers and places their hands in his lap. They sit there, staring, for a few seconds.

"Can we start over?"

Kendall nods.

Taking a deep breath, James asks, "Kendall Knight… Would you like to go on a date with me?"

Kendall smiles and bats his eyes. "Why, James Diamond, I thought you'd never ask."

All tension leaves the room and they burst into laughter.

"KENDALL? JAMES?" a voice calls from the entryway as the front door slams shut.

James and Kendall abruptly stop laughing and are frozen at the dining table. Footsteps become louder as they approach the back of the house. Their eyes are focused on the threshold between the kitchen and hallway from the front door. They know they should do something, but they are paralyzed by fear.

What feel like days later, a figure appears in their line of sight.

"Oh, there you guys are," the being nonchalantly states. "What's wrong? You guys look like you've seen a ghost."

Kendall snaps out of his trance and releases the breath he had been holding. "Carlos! What the hell? How did you get in here?"

Carlos tilts his head in confusion. "I'm supposed to be here… remember? We're planning what's going on Friday…"

Kendall slowly nods his head in realization. James is slowly returning to the present.

"… I was knocking on your door for five minutes before I went searching for a spare key," Carlos continues, holding up the small metal object. "Really, Kendall? Under the mat? Let's be a little more obvious why don't we," he teases.

"Why didn't you ring the doorbell?"

"I did… apparently that doesn't work either." He turns to address James. "You okay, James? You haven't said any-"

Carlos pauses when his eyes catch a glimpse of the handholding. His eyes dart between his friends' faces before a mischievous smile creeps onto his face.

"Logan was right!" he exclaims in victory.

Carlos rushes over to take a seat at the table as James and Kendall reluctantly release their hands. The Latino expectantly watches them waiting for an explanation. When it doesn't happen, he is slightly disappointed, but he doesn't let that stop him.

"So, when's the big date?"

James and Kendall look at each other and smile. They look back to Carlos and shrug.

Carlos puts his hands up in surrender. "Okay. Okay. I get it."

"You bet!" James says, smiling.

Kendall clasps his hands together. "So, you ready to get engaged or what?"