Authors Note: Okay guys, these next to chapters are what really sets this story off, there will be a lot of drug use, nothing to bad but there will be some, I do apologize for that. But whatever you'll enjoy it. Happy reading!

Chapter Four: Is This a Date?

Kendall's POV:

He said to be here at 7:30, right, I asked myself as I sat in my car outside Logan's house. I looked at my phone checking the time, 7:30 exactly. It was finally friday, and after a week of planning I'd finally found the perfect thing for us to do, and with Logan pestering me about what I had planned the last three days I knew he was excited. I pulled up his contact on my phone and called him listening to it ring back to me, one time, two times, three.

"Hey I'm headed out door now," I heard him breath out as I looked up to the front of the house seeing him all but falling on his face as he tried to put on his shoes going down the stairs.

I pulled out a cigarette and lit it as he got in through the passenger's side door, when he was settled I smiled at him before driving away from his house, "I was here at exactly 7:30."

He looked over at me with a raised eyebrow, "Sorry that I was a little late coming out, my mom stopped me while I was eating to help her with something."

"Not a problem," I chimed while taking another drag of my cigarette, "so, Logan, are you excited about the weekend I have planned for us?"

"Is it weird that I'm both excited, and a little nervous," he asked turning away from me as light pink spread across his cheeks.

"What is there to be nervous about?"

He looked at me before shrugging his shoulders, "I don't know, maybe because someone won't tell me what we're doing!"

I laughed at his feigned irritation, Jo had told me that he actually loved surprises, "And that someone will continue to not tell you. Now, did you pack the clothes I told you?"

"Yes."

"Did you remember a warm coat?"

"Yes."

"Did you bring money for food and stuff?"

"God, Kendall," he exclaimed throwing his arms up in the air, "I have everything you wrote on the checklist, do you believe me?"

"Yes," I said quietly as I smiled at his little tantrum, "you pick something to listen to."

Logan took the phone from my hand before picking an artist I had not expected from him and looking over the song choices, "Is this person any good?"

"Only the best," I chuckled taking another drag of my cigarette.

He picked a song near the middle of the list and the bass soon filled the air as I drove through the brick roads of Jamestown, Minnesota. I began to sway back and forth looking over to my right to see Logan swaying as well, "I love that even though you've never heard half of my music you still seem to enjoy it as much as I do."

He looked over at me with a smile, "You have great taste, what can I say?"

"Just for that, you get to be in charge of music this weekend."

"Really?"

I looked over to him with a wide smile, "Yes, really, why would I kid about something like that?"

He chuckled before nudging me as we pulled into the coffe shop I now knew as Lucy's and went inside, "What do you want?," I asked Logan as we approached the counter.

"I can pay for my own coffee, you know," he stated with a smile.

"Well, our super awesome weekend together started the second you got in my car this morning, so you won't be paying for anything," I protested ordering our usual drinks and swiping my card.

"Then why'd you have me bring money for food?"

"It's actually money for gas, where we're going we'll need it," I stated watching as our coffees were being made.

"You can't give me a hint," he whined pushing out his bottom lip into a pout, "not even a destination?"

I put a thoughtful look on my face as I grabbed our now finished coffee and led us towards the doors, "You want to know where we're going?"

"YES!"

"Whoa, whoa," I said as we began to drive away, "okay, fine. We're taking a little road trip to my home town."

He looked at me with more confusion before realization spread across his face, "We're going all the way to Chicago?!"

"Yes."

"I don't know if my parents are going to be alright with that, Ken," he said with a frown on his face.

"Hey," I said putting my arm on his shoulder causing him to look up at me, "my ma already cleared it with your mom, your parents think that it will be good for you to get out of this town for a while, a learning experience or whatever. They also think my ma is coming with us but that's the only thing that wasn't made clear. She won't be, it'll just be you, and myself."

His shoulder relaxed a bit as he nodded his head, "Well then, I'm really excited. I've always wanted to go to a big city, see all the culture, go to the museums and libraries, " he blushed at what he'd said before looking back down at his feet, "wow, I'm really am a nerd."

I smiled at the look on his face as I pulled into the school parking lot and found my usual spot next to James' car, "I think it's precious."

" Thanks?"

"You're welcome," I exclaimed before taking a drag off the cigarette I had lit after leaving Lucy's and getting out of the car. I swung my backpack over my shoulders and walked over to Logan's side opening his door for him, he smiled up at me before we began to walk inside.

"You still aren't going to tell me what exactly we're going to do whilst in Chicgao, are you," he asked as I draped my arm over his shoulders.

"Not one hint," I chuckled out,"but it'll be worth the long ride there, I promise."

It was now lunch time and as Jo and I made our way to the large commons are, arms locked as they always were, we heard the beeping of the intercom before Mr. Roque's voice filled the halls, "Attention students, we will be cancelling the rest of your afternoon classes due to the approaching snow storm, please take this time to make any arrangements you need for transportation home, we'll see you on Monday. Have a fantastic weekend!"

Everyone in the lunch room cheered and hollered as they got out their phones to make plans. Jo and I made our way to the table after getting our food and I took my usual spot next to Logan across from James and Carlos, "Well, Lo, I guess this means we'll be heading out sooner that I had expected."

"What do you mean heading out," Jo asked with a raised eyebrow as she took a bite of her pasta.

"Oh, that's right I forgot to tell you," Logan said before taking a sip of his juice, "Kendall's taking me to Chicago for the weekend, what we'll be doing he won't tell me."

"What are you guys going to do out there," Camile asked directing the question towards me.

"I can't say," I looked over at Logan with a smirk on my face,"it's a surprise."

"Your parents are letting you do that," James asked with a look of shock on his face.

"Yep, Mama Knight talked to them I guess," Logan answered, everyone at the table had been over to Kendall's house and met his mom in the past week all loving it just as he and Jo had, "but she did lie to them about one thing..."

"She didn't really lie, she just didn't say that she wasn't going to be accompanying us on our trip," I said with a shrug of my shoulder's as I bit into my apple.

"You guys are going there by yourselves," Carlos exclaimed.

I looked at him with a smile, "Yes sir, you got a problem?"

"Of course not," he said with a chuckle, "just surprised to hear that Loges is actually decieving his parents."

"You guys make me sound like such a loser," Logan said looking down at his food and moving it around with his fork.

"You are a loser," Jo chimed tossing a grape at him.

"Awe, come one guys," I said putting my arm around the boy next to me, "he isn't a loser, he's just set in his ways, but I'll break him eventually."

"Yeah, hopefully," Jo said, causing Logan to glare in her direction.

I shook my head, deciding not to read too much into that little exchange, "Hey Lo?"

"Yeah, Ken?"

"Do you want to go now so we can stop at my house and say goodbye to my ma?"

He smiled at me before stacking his tray on mine and getting up from the table. I stood, grabbing our trays and dumping them before running over to him so we could go to his locker.

Logan's POV:

Is this a date? That's the question I had been asking myself as soon as Kendall told me I was all his this weekend. What did he mean by that, I asked my self as put my feet up on his dash. We had just left his house after smoking a little, packing up the bong that they had chosen to name Michelle given that's usually what Kendall and Mama Knight usually smoke out of after referring to the task as 'talking to Michelle.' Along with his pipe, Lucy, and enough marijuana to last us the whole trip and then some it looked like. Before we left Kendall said goodbye to his mother, and it was the most adorable thing I had ever seen.

"Well, we're going to head out now ma," Kendall said after putting the bag containing Michelle in the trunk and putting his little black box in the middle console.

"You boys be safe," Mama Knight said before pulling me into one of her signature goodbye hugs.

I squeezed her tightly before pulling away, "It's this one you have to worry about, I'll, of course, be as safe as possible," I stated pointing at Kendall who was closing the passenger door.

"Fuck off," he yelled flipping me off and walking back to the trunk to shut it.

"Kendall," his mom exclaimed, "Don't be mean to my Logie!"

She had been calling me that the past few days, my mom called me the same thing as well as my dad for that matter, but I was comfortable with her saying it. I loved the woman, what can I say, "I'll be fine, I can just annoy him the whole ride there."

She chuckled before walking over to her son. They just kind of stood there looking at each other for a few seconds before her arms creeped up behind his neck, he put his arms around the small of her back and pulled her close. She stepped on is feet and stood on her toes as they began to rock back and forth, this was the most precious thing I had ever seen.

"Bye, ma," Kendall whispered before kissing her cheek, "I'll call you as soon as we get to Uncle Monty's house."

"Bye, sweetheart. I'll miss you."

"And, I'll miss you," he said hugging her tight one last time, "I love you."

"I love you."

"The scenery between here and Chicago isn't anything to marvel at," I heard Kendall say from the driver's side, God even the way he drove was appealing the way he leant forward toward the steering wheel just lightly placing the tips of his finger's on the leather, "I'm sorry about that."

"Are you really apologizing for the lack of scenery," I asked with a smug smile on my face, he looked away from me and blushed.

"It's just, car rides can be kind of boring and stressful, I just don't want you to get bored with me is all," Kendall said as we made our way out of Jamestown.

I looked at him intently and grabbed his phone from his lap, "I doubt you could ever bore me."

"You'd be surprised."

"I hope not."

He looked at me with a smile on his face, my eyes traveled from his deep green irises to his somewhat large nose, to the object that made my dreams nearly unbearable as of late, his lips. There's that feeling again, I thought to myself as the strong urge to just close the distance between us and capture his lips with mine washed over me. I finally looked away from him and toward the road, "Kendall?"

"Yeah, Lo," he beckoned giving me a quick glance.

"Can we stop somewhere and get something to eat first sometime soon," I asked heart still somewhat racing do to the use of his new nickname for me, Lo.

"Of course we can," he said with a smile, "Just watch the exit signs that say the food stuff, and tell me which exit to take."

I chuckled at his enthusiasm at the mention of food, "Thanks Ken," I looked down at his phone, he had so much music, I chose to look for a playlist seeing it as the best option. He had five, three of them being titled cuss words, one that read 'shroom' and then one that was initialed, LPM, "LPM? As in Logan Philip Mitchell?"

His eyes went wide as realization came over him, "Fuck, I didn't expect you to go through the playlists on there. It's not anything weird. Its just all the music you seem to enjoy when you hang out with me, that's all."

"What is the playlist really for, " I taunted with a smirk on my lips.

He looked over at me with a sheepish smile before turning back to the road, "It's music that makes me think about you..."

I turned back to the road with a blush of my own on my cheeks, "You should burn it to a cd for me."

"Like a mixed tape," he said with a sly grin, "what are we, a couple from the sixties?"

"I think we'd be a pretty modern day couple," I said before realizing what I was saying, before he could respond I hit shuffle on the playlist and the rhythmic kick of bass filled the confines of the car.

I woke up and found it kind of irritating to breath, I had fallen asleep while we crossed the Mississippi River, and it was now very dark outside. I unlocked Kendall's phone and the light the shown off it was smokey, then I heard the click of a lighter, Kendall was smoking a bowl. "I'm high and I haven't even been smoking," I chuckled out as I listened to the music on my playlist.

"That's because I've been hot boxing the shit out of the car since you fell asleep," Kendall said with a smile as he handed me the pipe and a lighter and pulled out his cigarettes, "join me."

I laughed as I sparked the lighter and held Lucy to my lips, "You're such a horrible influence."

He feigned hurt as he gasped and put his hand over his heart, "I'd never try to get someone to do something that they didn't want to... or that I know they'd like."

"Will you be introducing me to anymore drugs during this friendship of ours?"

"Yeah, a lot."

I chuckled and hit the pipe before handing it back to him, "Excellent."

After smoking about a bowl and a half we decided that it was definitely time to stop and get something to eat, so we took the next available exit and ended up at Mcdonalds. We pulled into the drive-thru and as he rolled down his window the smoke all rolled out causing us both to laugh obnoxiously as the drive-thru person tried getting our attention, "What can I get for you guys."

Kendall wiped the tears from his eyes as he came down from his giggle fest, "So-sorry, um I want a McDouble with no onions, and a McChicken with no mayo, Large fries, and a large chocolate shake, and..." he trailed off looking at me as I studied the menu.

"And also," I said as I unbuckled my seat belt and leant out his window his arms coming to rest on my back, "we'd like a number six, crispy, with ranch instead of mayo, with a large fry, and a large Dr. Pepper."

I then realized the position that we were in and made m way back into my seat, blushing slightly at the remembrance of how close we just were. Kendall however seemed unphased as he joked with the worker and then pulled forward.

We paid for our food and made our way back to the highway and onward to Chicago, "You're so perfect," Kendall said looking to me with a smile.

"Whatever you say, Knight," I scoffed, but on the inside my stomach was flipping over, "do you really think that?"

"Absolutely," he exclaimed as he took a bit of his burger, "you're smart, funny, compassionate, and beyond beautiful. Anyone would be lucky to have you, and I'm jealous of whoever has."

I blushed as I looked away from him, "No need, no one has had me yet."

"What," he exclaimed looking over at me in shock, "how is that even possible?"

"I don't know," I scoffed, "maybe it's because I'm such a nerd?"

"But that's like one of the greatest things about you!"

"Really?"

"Yes," Kendall said looking at me with a smile, "really."

I blushed at this before looking down at my feet as I took a bite of my sandwich, what was this boy doing to me.

We were about half an hour from Chicago and the whole ride had been spent in almost comfortable silence, I fell asleep a few times, but other than that Kendall and I had just enjoyed each other's presence for about 14 hours, "We're almost to the city, then we'll go straight to my uncle's apartment downtown to unload the car," Kendall looked at me with a huge smile, "then we can do whatever you want tonight."

"Why the emphasis on the 'tonight' part of that statement," I asked with a raised brow as I watched the large mass of lights in the distance getting larger and larger as we drove.

"Because the rest of the time here I have totally planned out," he replied as the skyline of Chicago came into view. I was taken aback, I had never been to a big city like this, everything was just so tall. As we entered the city I looked up at all the buildings as we passed, everything was just so, beautiful. Lit up by the street lights and neon signs, I'd never seen anything like it.

"We'll be at my uncle's in like five minutes," Kendall chimed as we passed over a bridge and started on Michigan Avenue, "we'll unload our stuff and then I'm thinking we go get something to eat."

"It's nearly two in the morning," I exclaimed looking at the clock, "what could be open at this hour?"

"This is Chicago, sweetheart," he said smoothly, "everything is open at this hour."

We pulled into a parking garage and stopped near the middle, before getting out and grabbing our bags, we made our way to an elevator at the end of our row of cars and got in, "How far do we have to walk to get to your uncle's?"

He chuckled at my question before pressing the button to call the elevator, "Well, we take this elevator up about seven floors and then we take a left down the hallway and we're there."

"He lives in this building," I asked as we got into the elevator and began our ascent.

"Yep, he's a pretty well off guy I'd say," Kendall said whilst tapping his foot to the elevator music, "he owns like a fourth of Michigan Avenue, mostly the fashion stuff."

I nodded in understanding as we walked down the hall to the door that led to his uncle's home, he took out his car keys and maneuvered them in his hand until he had a sliver house key between his thumb and his index finger. Unlocking the door quickly Kendall led the way into the house turning on the lights which were all Christmas lights like his own room, "Your uncle like Christmas lights too I see."

"Yep, he got them after I started using them as a kid," he said as walked into the kitchen which was lofted with the living room.

The living room contained a rather large black-leather love seat and a matching recliner. The television was quite possibly the largest I'd ever seen, and I could see a surround sound system but no speakers, I chose not to focus on it and my eyes drifted to the brick wall behind the television and I noticed a picture on the wall, "I'm guessing that one of these guys is your uncle, but who is the other one?"

"That would be the love of his life," Kendall shouted from inside the fridge.

"Your uncle is gay," I asked as I looked at the couple, they looked so happy and genuinely happy at that.

"Yeah," he said as he walked up to me handing me a Pepsi, "that's my uncle on the left, and the guy next to him's name is Tony."

"They look happy," I said as I opened my soda and took a sip.

"The happiest couple I've seen since my folks," Kendall said as he took a gulp of his soda before setting it on a coaster and picking up my bags, "my dad's actually the reason that they're together to begin with."

"Really?"

"Sure enough," he said as he began to walk down a hall opposite the kitchen, I followed, "my uncle was basically stalking him for months, and Tony was a married man. They quickly became friends and before you know it Tony is telling my dad that he wants to leave his wife for my uncle."

We entered a large room which I was guessing was his uncle's and he set our bags at the foot of the huge bed that faced the wall hung television on the opposite wall, "That's, so awesome," I whispered.

"He gave up everything to be with my uncle, his family, his friends," Kendall said with a smile on his face, "I wouldn't have picked anyone else for Harry, they're perfect for each other."

He looked over at me and smiled, and I gave him a smile in return getting caught in those deep emerald eyes the way I always did, "I'm gonna go change them can we go get something to eat?"

"Of course," he exclaimed before turning to leave the room, "I'll be in the living room unpacking Michelle."

"Are we going to smoke before we leave?"

"You know it," he said before exiting the room.

Kendall's POV:

After Logan changed his clothes he emerged from Harry's room and came into the living room, I stopped breathing at first site of him, gorgeous, as always, "Do I look okay?"

"Perfect," I said smiling before scooting over on the couch so he could take a seat next to me.

"Whatever you say, Knight," he snickered as he took Michelle away from me and spark the bowl, "where are we going to eat?"

He blew the smoke into my face making me scrunch up my nose, "I was thinking that we could walk around until something jumped out at us," I said going to grab his coat and mine, "that's what me and my mom always did."

"Sounds wonderful," he said before handing me back Michelle. I took a rip off her before putting it back in his lap, "so we're going to be really high out in public?"

I smiled at his innocence and the nervous expression on his face, "Just you wait."

He laughed and took another hit before standing and putting on his coat, checking to see if he had his phone and his wallet, "Let's get going then."

"As you wish," I said before taking one last hit and placing the bong on the coffee table. I grabbed my cigarettes from the bar and my phone from the table before leading the way out the door, I closed and locked it before we made our way to the elevator.

We exited the building and began to walk down Michigan Avenue until we came upon a resturaunt in the basement of a building, Logan looked up at me with a smile, "Let's eat here."

"Excellent idea," I said while I slid my arm around his shoulders.

We descended the stairs and were greeted by a very pretty young woman, "Just the two of you today," she chimed with unimaginable enthusiasm.

"That would be perfect," I said as sh grabbed our menus and led us to a table near the back of the resturaunt.

"My name is Madeline, and I'll be your server for this evening," she said with a smile plastered on his face.

"Hello Madeline, I'll start out with a..." I trailed off as I looked down at the menu, "with a cherry tea, and my Lo will have a Pepsi." She wrote all of that down before turning and walking away, I looked at Logan and saw him with that same lost look in his eyes as he'd had since the day we met, "What?"

"It's nothing," he said with a sheepish smile, "I just... I really like that you call me that."

I smiled, "It fits you well."

We sat there and talked until Madelline came back and took our orders, both of us deciding to go with chicken parmigiana We ate in a comfortable silence both making strange noises of pleasure every time we took a bite, "This is fucking delicious."

Logan laughed at my bluntness, "Must you always emphasize your point with cuss words?"

"What, it's fun!"

"Whatever you say, Ken" he chuckled taking a bite of his chicken, "what are we doing tomorrow?"

I gave him a smy smile before taking the bite of my food, "Its a surprise."

He groaned before eating the last of his pasta, I paid for the meal and we began our journey back to my uncle's apartment. I looked over at Logan with a smile on my lips, Jo had told me that he was really struggling with his emotions right now, and I knew I was somewhat to blame. I just wish he'd realize that I'd never hurt him, and I'd be his best first everything. I looked down at his hand which would occasionally rub against mine as we walked and decided to be bold.

"Hey, Lo," I spoke making him look at me, I reached in between us and laced our fingers together, "are you having fun?"

His eyes went wide before he smiled and nodded in acknowledgement, "Best weekend ever." He kept his fingers laced with mine all the way up to my uncle's apartment only letting go so I could unlock the door, "I'm guessing we'll both be sleeping in Harry's bed?"

I looked at him and then down at me feet, "I can sleep on the couch if you'd prefer."

"Why would I prefer that?"

"I don't know, never mind forget I said anything," I said as I took off my coat before grabbing his cigarettes and lighting one, "I'm gonna go take a shower, I'll meet you in bed pick out a movie to fall asleep to."

I motioned over to the three bookcases in the living room full of every movie imaginable, he turned to me with a smile before making his way to the movies.

After I finished showering I walked into the room to see Logan asleep the title screen playing on repeat, He must be exhausted. I walked over to the bed and slid under the covers grabbing the remote and pressing play, I replayed the events of the day in my head and smiled to myself before laying down and letting sleep take over me.

He'll be mine before the end of this trip.