Super short filler chapter, this had to happen, but I couldn't add more because it needs to be a chapter on it's own. If that makes sense? But don't fret, if you're lucky, I'll post again tonight

Kendall spent the entire taxi ride back to the Palm Woods fighting back the tears that struggled to show themselves to the world. How could Logan have reacted that way? Sure it was quite a big thing to expect of the small genius boy, but what they had just been through was big as well. And Kendall was sure that there was love and care in his actions. Kendall just hoped that by giving Logan sometime to digest Kendall's approach he would eventually come around talking to the blonde and maybe even considered it.

Left. Right. Right. Left. Left. Logan didn't know where he was going. All he knew was that he had to keep on running. Running as fast as he can. Running as far as he can. He needed to escape what had just happened in the taxi with Kendall. Was Kendall initiating what Logan thought he was? The more Logan thought about it, the more sense it made. The way Kendall had kissed him. There was something more than fear behind that kiss. And why Kendall wanted Logan to fuck him. It all made perfect sense.

A car horn sounded, followed by the screech of tyres and Logan turned to see a yellow taxi stop inches in front of him. Logan felt his heartbeat rapidly increase as he slowly stepped out of the road, ignoring the yells and screams from the frustrated taxi driver.

He span around, taking in his surroundings, he had no idea where he was. But he wasn't frightened. He had nowhere to go at the moment. He couldn't return home. Not yet. Not until he figured out what he was going to do about his situation.

Kendall was sat on the sofa in the apartment, staring at the front door. Logan had been gone for two days and no one knew where he was. Kendall had spent the first day of Logan's absence constantly trying to get hold of him on his cell. After about two hours of constant ringing the phone went to voicemail. Kendall wasn't sure if the phone had died from constant incoming calls, or if Logan had shut it off to avoid hearing it ring any longer.

The next day, Carlos and James had returned from the hospital, only to be quite hostile towards the blonde boy. Kendall had questioned them asking if they knew of Logan's whereabouts. And both boy's had reluctantly told him that Logan was fine and he just needed to be away from Kendall for a while. Kendall felt his heart break at hearing those words. The one person he cared most about, wanted nothing to do with him. He just didn't see how he was going to get out of this one.

He was dragged from his thoughts when the front door opened and Logan staggered across the threshold. His jeans were all torn and he had mud all over his face and clothes. Kendall stood up at Logan's presence. Logan and Kendall locked eyes for a second before Logan darted towards the hallway towards their room. Kendall reacted quickly to the other boy's actions and grabbed him by the wrist.

"Logie.." Kendall noticed the look on Logan's face causing him to understand his mistake, "..Logan. Where have you been? I've been worried."

"Well you shouldn't have." Logan's tone should have been enough for Kendall to drop it. But Kendall had always been stubborn.

"That doesn't change the fact that I was. What's going on? Why are you acting like this?"

"I'm allowed to act any way I want Kendall. You're not my boyfriend and never will be." Logan didn't even take notice of the hurt expression that now sat on Kendall's face. Logan wrenched his hand free from Kendall's grasp and started once more for the hallway. "I don't want anything to do with you anymore Kendall. We're no longer friends. I think it's for the best." Logan walked off into the darkness of the hallway leaving Kendall standing speechless where he had been left. A single tear ran down his cheek as his heart finally shattered into thousands of little pieces.