Thanxx all you amazing people who reviewed the last 3 chaps :D And muchos gracias to Wynter-Solstice for letting me spam her with conversations that may have come up during our friendship XD (You may be mad but ily still :D) This chapter is basically the last chap. in KK's POV and some extra after :D Hope you enjoy!

Oh yeah, KK is kinda weird in this chap. At least I think he's kinda weird ;)

Madre de Dios

Kendall lay on his bed, mentally cursing his mother for being so heartless. He called up Phillip and David in a three-way phone call and vented his feelings to them. Roberto was away to some fishing trip with his father, so he was fortunately not blessed with the job of listening to Kendall quarrel angrily.

'So she actually said no? That's harsh man,' David sympathized with him.

'I know! It's so unfair. She's so unfair. Ugh. Why is she torturing me like this? I need to meet my future husband!'

There was an awkward silence. Kendall mentally slapped himself. He did not mean for that to come out.

'Uhh...'

'Kendall,' Phillip's voice wafted over the phone. 'Are you gay?'

Kendall squeezed his eyes shut. 'Uhh... I never really thought about it... I don't know... Yes? Maybe I'm straight and just like a guy? I don't know.'

'Hey,' David said. 'It's okay dude. We won't hate 'cha or anything.'

'I know,' Kendall replied. David shouldn't have a problem with that. He had two gay dads, and Phillip was just accepting to anything. 'It's just... I don't know. I mean, I like girls too.'

'Maybe you're bi?' Phillip asked.

'I don't freaking know!' Kendall protested.

'That'd be kinda cool though,' David said. Of course he'd say that. He thought his dads were the coolest people on the earth.

'I don't know,' Kendall repeated for the umpteenth time. His mother's voice wafted up the stairs, calling for him.

'Hey, guys. I need to go. Devil is calling,' he said, bidding them farewell. He loped downstairs.

'What?'

'Kendall, I'm sorry-'

'Are you going to let me go?'

She shook her head. 'I don't think-'

Without letting her finish, he stopped her. 'Then save your 'sorry's. What do you want?'

She frowned, a little hurt by his harshness. But who cared about her? He was hurt too.

'Do you want to go and buy some food from your favourite store?'

He frowned suspiciously. 'Is this your way of saying you're sorry?'

She shrugged. 'That, and I'm hungry.' She held out a wad of bills to him. 'Here.'

He took the money wordlessly, pocketed it, and left.

...

'Hello?' he said as he answered his phone while walking to the food place. He listened to his mother for a while, as he entered the place, standing behind the counter waiting for the lady to come out. 'What? I am not buying Dr. Pepper to drink! That tastes nasty, and you know if I buy that shit you'll make me drink it anyway.'

He rolled his eyes as his mother tried to reason with him. She wanted Dr. Pepper, so Kendall must drink it too. Hell to the no. 'Whatever. I'm buying what I want.' He hung up, frustrated.

He was so mad, he felt like he could blow up someone. First she didn't want him to meet the love of his life, and now she wanted to force that cough-medicine-tasting-soft-drink down his throat. Ugh. She made him so annoyed and frustrated.

'Kendall?' A confused voice floated out behind him.

Oh great. Now someone has to see him, huh? Now he has to smile and pretend everything was alright. No thank you.

'What?' He snapped angrily, turning around.

Madre de Dios.

James fucking Maslow was standing behind him!

How does he know my name? How does he even know I exist? Kendall's mouth dropped open in shock. Even those mere thoughts were too overwhelming, and the last thing he heard was James saying 'I'm sor-'... and he blacked out.

...

His eyes fluttered open, bright white lights blinding him momentarily. Where am I?

He sat up, and immediately regretted it as his stomach lurched. He lay back down at once, trying to quench the waves of nausea that rode up and down his body.

When he felt better, he looked around. He was in a hospital. As he realized this, the waves of nausea came back. He hated, no, detested hospitals. Hospitals were where bad things happened. People lost their loved ones in hospitals. Kendall could remember as plain as day, when he came into the hospital to see his dad for the last time. It was a heartbreaking moment for the entire family. He shut his eyes as he tried to forget the memories.

'Hey,' a soft voice said. 'Are you okay? Are you better?'

Kendall opened his eyes, and when he saw James, his first thought was I'm in heaven? And I'm with James? Damn, my prayers worked. His second thought was OH MY FUCKING BALLS! JAMES FUCKING MASLOW IS FUCKING STANDING NEXT TO ME ASKING ME IF I'M FUCKING OKAY!

He began hyperventilating. James noticed, and his eyes widened. 'Woah. Could you stop freaking out? No one's noticed me yet besides a few girls and I kinda want to keep it that way.'

Kendall nodded, but he couldn't help himself. 'You're James Maslow!' he squeaked, his heart racing.

James smiled. It was a beautiful smile, for a beautiful boy who had on beautiful clothes. Maybe he had a beautiful...

'Um... do you want me to call your mother?' He asked, his eyes gentle. 'She must be worried sick.'

Kendall shook his head violently. 'No. Please no. How long was I out?'

'About two hours. After you fainted, the lady from the restaurant came back and shouted at me for being a murderer before I calmed her down and explained what happened, I brought you here, and waited until you got up. The nurse came and told me you were up, and looked pretty upset, so she made me come.'

'She was here? I didn't see her.'

'Cameras,' he said pointing up.

'Oh.'

Kendall sat there, wondering if it was a dream. I mean, why would James Maslow care about me?

'Hey,' the brunet said. 'I feel really, really bad for everything.'

'It's not your fault-'

James held his hand up. 'Still. I want to carry you out somewhere.' When Kendall's eyes widened, he said hastily, 'It's not a date or anything. Just wanted to carry you out to get the food you never did buy. By the way, why did you faint?'

Kendall wondered if he should confess his love on his knees, or just be suave. 'Uh... just overwhelmed, I guess. Because, I like BTR, so seeing you was unexpected.' Ha! A somewhat confession and suave at the same time. Take that suckers!

James nodded. 'But I still want to sorta apologize to you, do you want to go? I saw a lakeside restaurant on the map-slash-brochure thingy. You wanna go there?'

Kendall refrained from shouting FUCK YEAH!, and just nodded, smiling.

He got up, relieved that he was still in his normal clothes, a green plaid shirt and jeans, and not those terrifyingly horrific hospital gowns that some people probably jacked off in.

The nurse came in and checked him, measuring his pulse, and after asking him a few questions, he was free to leave. He had to stop himself from jumping with joy as he walked calmly to James' BMW.

Suave? Oh yeah.

Yup. The Kames revolution is beginning :D Lol...

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Beaucoup d'amor (Lots of love),

Chelzi