Hey guys! I know I haven't updated in a while, I'm sorry. But I'm updating now, doesn't that count for something? Lol. I have a math exam tomorrow, and I refuse to study for it. Whatever. Happy 2013 everyone!

Make-Ups and Break-Ups

Dress nice.

Dress nice.

Kendall threw his last outfit on the bed in frustration. What the hell did 'dress nice' mean? He ran a hand through his hair, glancing over to his bed that was strewn with clothes.

He was so fucked.

He looked at the time. He had one hour till James was coming to pick him up for their 'date'.

Searching through the pile of clothes, he winced. Nothing was 'nice'. Red plaid shirt, yellow jersey, white pullover, pink sweater... He was going to go crazy if he didn't find something.

Kendall sighed. He closed his eyes, and thrust his hand into the pile of clothes, pulling out a random shirt. It was a green and black plaid shirt. He put it on, refusing to look in the mirror. He was going to wear this whether he liked it or not. Since when did he become a self-conscious freak?

He pulled on a pair of black jeans and grey vans as he picked up the bunch of clothes and threw it back into his closet, looking at the time again.

Forty-five minutes again.

...

*Kendall Schmidt's POV*

'Hello?'

'Phillip?' I said, my heart racing as I heard the other boy answer the phone.

'Hey, Kendall. What's wrong?'

'Nothing. Nothing's wrong, Phillip,' I said, my face heating up. Everything's wrong, I think. I don't have you by my side right now.

'I-I just wanted to know if you would like to come by the studio later?' I asked him, my heart skipping a beat. 'Maybe we could go somewhere? It's not a date or anything. Just for food, you know-'

'Kendall,' Phillip broke through my rambling. 'I'd love to. You know that. What time?'

'About eight, maybe? Sarah and production wants to see me about something. It shouldn't take long.'

I could hear the smile in his voice when he replied. 'That sounds great. I'll see you then.'

...

'You wanted to see me about something?' I said, as I walked into the conference room. I glanced over at Logan, who was the only other BTR member there. He smiled sadly at me, and I wondered what the hell was wrong.

'Yes, Kendall, sit down,' Sarah said, her face taut. I looked around the table as I sat. There were some other production members, besides Sarah, and a girl I didn't know, who spoke up as soon as my ass hit the chair.

'There's been some speculation, Kendall, about your position as a member of Big Time Rush,' she said, standing up, and facing me.

'I... what?'

'The interview, Kendall,' Sarah said, 'has put us into a compromising situation. We have to film an entire new episode now.'

'What did you want me to do?' I countered, trying to maintain control over my voice. 'Did you want James to come out as gay?'

'Why not?' The girl said, her icy gaze cutting into me. 'Maybe he should have.'

'He didn't want to!' I uttered disbelievingly. 'You can't force him to do that if he didn't want to come out.'

'There are many successful gay people these days, Kendall. Neil Patrick Harris, Matt Bomer, Anderson Cooper, Jim Parsons,Chris Colfer, Jane Lynch... the list goes on.'

'Who are you again?' I asked her coldly.

'Camille Roberts,' she declared, 'Sarah's new assistant.'

'That's wonderful,' I muttered, disgust twisting my face.

'Kendall,' I heard Logan say softly, as he rested a hand on my arm. 'It's gonna be okay.'

I ignored him as I looked back up at Camille. 'So what do you want to do to me?'

'Camille has suggested that you take... a break from the band,' Sarah said, glancing over at me.

'Why don't you just say that you want to fire me?' I growled, my hands balling into fists.

'Kendall-' Camille, began, a winning smile on her face, before Logan interrupted.

'If Kendall's fired, I'm going to quit,' he said, and I looked over at him in shock.

Camille frowned, obviously not expecting Logan to say that. Did I even expect him to say that? I looked over at Sarah, and Camille, who were discussing something privately.

What was going to happen?

...

*No One's POV*

Phillip pulled up to the studio. It was really dark, but 'Roque Records Studio' was lit up in the front, helping him to find it quickly. He walked in, seeing Carlos inside, sitting on a chair, humming to himself. He jumped up as soon as he saw the brunet.

'Phillip! Hey, Kendall told me that you were coming. He said to send you inside once you came because he'd probably be done already.'

Phillip smiled at him, looking around, as they walked. 'Is this BTR's studio?'

'Nah,' Carlos said, rolling his eyes. 'It's Gustavo Roque's studio. You know the amazing producer.'

Phillip laughed at the sarcasm in his voice. 'Yeah, I've heard of him.'

'Who hasn't?' Carlos replied, grinning as he stopped. 'Here, this door. You should knock first, just in case.'

'Okay thanks, Carlos,' Phillip said, before turning to his door, his heart unexpectedly racing.

His hand raised and he knocked on the door.

...

*Kendall Schmidt's POV*

I cocked my eyebrow as I heard a soft knock on the door. I looked over at Logan, who shrugged, obviously not knowing who it was either.

Then I remembered. Shit. Phillip!

Before I could say anything, however, Sarah raised her head, obviously distracted, and said, 'Come in.'

My heart was in my throat as the door opened slowly, revealing Phillip. I looked over at Camille and Sarah, whose heads were still bent together, discussing something animatedly.

I got up, to tell Phillip to meet me outside, when I realized he wasn't staring at me. My heart dropped as he uttered one word.

'Cristina?'

...

*No One's POV*

Phillip's eyes widened as she looked up, shock on her face.

'Phillip?'

His heart began to race. Did she somehow find out about him and Kendall? What had happened?

'What are you doing here?' he said, his voice small, as she stared at him.

'Wait,' a voice broke through the tension that was slowly building. 'That's Cristina?'

Phillip looked down at his shoes, unable to meet Kendall's eyes. 'Yeah,' he said softly.

'B-But I don't understand,' he heard Kendall say. 'How could she be working for Big Time Rush?'

Confusion filled Phillip. What? 'You're working here? But you were trying to destroy them.' He frowned as Cristina's eyes widened, silently trying to tell him something that he didn't understand.

But then he did.

Shut up.

His eyes narrowed as he understood what she was trying to say, but he pretended like he never got it. 'Weren't you trying to destroy BTR, Cristina? How could you be working here? Weren't you the one who videotaped James and Kendall? Didn't you take those pictures of Carlos and Logan? I don't understand, Cristina.'

'Shut up!' she screamed, her face red with anger. 'Shut up, Phillip! You're so stupid, aren't you? This was for you!'

'You know what?' Phillip said, livid. 'I don't care. I don't care what you do anymore. You're fucking annoying, Cristina, and the only reason I've been with you for so long is that I care about you, and I don't want you to do anything stupid. But I don't care anymore. You're being ridiculous. Just- just forget it, okay? Forget everything that happened between us. It's over.'

And Phillip walked out, slamming the door, leaving everyone staring at Cristina in shock.

...

*Kendall Schmidt's POV*

I looked between Sarah and Cristina, shock on everyone's faces. Cristina burst out crying, sobbing loudly, and Sarah, her face taut, and I had a feeling that this time it wasn't because of me, as she ushered Cristina out of the room.

I looked over to Logan. 'I'm gonna find Phillip.'

He nodded, and followed me as I left, obviously leaving to find Carlos and tell him what happened. I walked outside, looking around, for Phillip.

I saw him sitting leaning on his car, feet crossed, and arms crossed.

'Phillip, are you okay?' I asked walking up to him slowly.

To my surprise, he laughed softly. 'It felt good, Kendall. I don't know why, but it felt so good to just tell her what I feel for once. There are so much things I wanted to tell her. You don't know relieving that felt.'

I smiled slowly. I walked over, to him, holding his face in my hands. 'Is this okay now?'

He smirked at me. 'What do you think?'

The smile never left my face as I bent my head and kissed him softly. He groaned, and I pulled back. 'What's wrong?'

He narrowed his eyes. 'I've been waiting so long for this, Kendall. Kiss me like you fucking mean it, or I'm leaving.'

I raised an eyebrow as I smashed my lips into his.

...

*No One's POV*

Kendall was freaking the freak out. Seriously. He stood in his porch, bouncing on the balls of his feet, waiting impatiently for James to reach. Finally, after what seemed like ten hours, a black car drove up. Kendall sighed loudly. Was he really afraid that James would ditch him?

He slid into the front seat, unable to keep the smile off his face. 'You're one minute and fifty-two seconds late.'

James raised an eyebrow. 'Were you that excited?'

Kendall scoffed. 'Pssh.. what? No.'

James grinned. 'Of course.'

Kendall punched him lightly on his shoulder. 'Just shut up and kiss me, idiot.'

James frowned. 'I don't wanna. Have we started the abusive part of the relationship already?

Kendall narrowed his eyes. 'You haven't seen abusive yet,' he whispered, before launching forward to James, crashing their lips together. Their lips slid together, Kendall maintaining dominance as the kiss deepened.

Kendall pressed down lightly on James' dick, and the brunet moaned loudly, his hips bucking into Kendall's hand. The blonde pulled away with a large smirk on his face.

'Now you're ready to go,' he said, and James pouted.

'You evil human being,' the brunet said and Kendall laughed as he started the car and drove off.

...

'Here?' Kendall said softly. 'James...' He trailed off as he pecked James on his lips.

They were at the same lakeside restaurant, where everything had started. Kendall smiled up at James as they walked through the entrance. 'Aren't you afraid of being videotaped again?'

James smiled slowly, and reached out to hold Kendall's hand. 'I don't care. I just want to be free with you, and that's what I'm going to do.'

Kendall blushed, and kissed James on the cheek. When they were seated, and had finished ordered, James looked up at Kendall, his face serious.

'I need to tell you something,' James said softly.

Kendall reached out for James' hand, which was curled into a fist on the table. As they joined hands, James sighed. 'They want to drop Schmidt out of the band.'

Kendall's hand tightened over James'. 'What? Why?'

'The entire thing with the story about you and me, the new episode, and other shit,' James said, biting his lip worriedly.

'That's stupid,' Kendall said. 'He practically saved your career.'

James rubbed a thumb the scar on Kendall's palm, where he got the cut from broken glass. 'I know,' he whispered.

They were silent for a while, before Kendall spoke up again. 'Listen, about what we fought about. I'm sorry. I understand, it's your job. It's okay, James. It's just... I'm scared to lose you.'

James drew in a sharp breath. 'Why?'

'James,' Kendall said, keeping his eyes cast on their intertwined hands. 'Before this, I was just another fan. This, our relationship, feels so surreal to me. I-I don't know what to think of it. If you leave, I don't know how I would live.'

'Kendall,' James breathed out, 'I'm sorry I have to do this to you. I'm so sorry. I'll quit if you want me to-'

'No!' Kendall choked out, holding back tears. 'Don't do that. Your job means so much to millions of girls and boys around the world. Maybe you don't see it, but I see their tweets, their Tumblr posts and their Facebook pictures about how you saved their lives. Some of them probably wouldn't be still here, James, if it weren't for Big Time Rush. I would never do that, James. That's too selfish of me.'

James' eyes glistened with tears and he smiled. 'Thank you,' he murmured, as the waiter came with their food. They reluctantly untwined their hands, and ate their food in silence.

When they finished, James smirked, his eyes twinkling. 'Wanna go take a walk by the lake?'

Kendall grinned and nodded, rolling his eyes. They walked down to the lakeside, holding hands. James turned to face him.

'Liked the meal?' he asked, unable to keep the smile away. Kendall nodded, his heart in his throat.

'So, Kendall, tell me about yourself,' he said softly, and Kendall was the one grinning this time.

'I'm seventeen, I have a sister who's ten years, my favourite colour is green, and I'm a natural blonde,' he said quickly, his heart racing in anticipation.

'Well, Kendall, um, I'm-'

Kendall grinned. 'Eighteen, you have no siblings, and you're a natural brunet, yeah I know.'

James smirked, raising an eyebrow. 'And my favourite colour is-'

'Green, you recently got a cute dog named Fox, as well as a boyfriend named Kendall Knight.'

James laughed, and it was a sound of music to Kendall's ears. 'I take it you're fan?'

Kendall rolled his eyes. 'I know this whole repeating-the-conversation-we-had-when-we-first-met is fun, but how about you just kiss me?'

James moved in on Kendall, unable to keep the smile off his face. Their lips moved together, and Kendall ground his hips against James', holding the boy close, threading a hand through his hair, pulling him impossibly closer.

James wrapped a hand around Kendall's waist, throwing his head back as Kendall pulled his hair, making his head tilt a little, and bit down on his Adam's apple. He sucked on it, causing the brunet to moan loudly. Kendall kissed his way up, across the jaw, back to James' lips, loving how soft it felt.

'Fuck, Kendall,' James whispered darkly into the blonde's ear, brushing his lips across his ear. 'If we weren't in public, I'd do you right now. Fuck you hard.'

Kendall shuddered. The words sent his head spinning, blood rushing to his nether regions, and a pang of pleasure in the depths of his stomach. 'Touch me,' he begged, James, as pleasure overtook him.

James smirked, moving a hand to the front of Kendall's rubbing him slowly, and the blond gasped, shuddering, and he grasped James' shoulders for support as the brunet increased pressure on his clothed dick. He leaned into James, and the brunet unbuttoned his pants, slipping a hand in, grabbing Kendall's member, stroking it slowly.

Kendall's head lulled back, pleasure racing through his body, and James bit into his neck, making him groan loudly, muttering a 'James' , before he came his body falling into the brunet's.

James pulled his hand out of Kendall's boxers, and licking off the cum. 'You taste delicious, babe,' he told Kendall, kissing him on the forehead.

Kendall smiled up at him. 'What about you?' he asked, gesturing at James' erection.

James bent and whispered, 'how about let's get out of this place, and you could give me the best blowjob of my life?'

Kendall blushed as James dragged him away.

...

Cristina was livid. No, she was ready to kill. She was seething mad. After being shouted at by Sarah, Cristina swore that her main goal was to destroy Big Time Rush.

She was going to ground Kendall Schmidt's reputation to dust and she was going to get Phillip back. Phillip was hers first. No one could take him from her.

She stormed outside, seeing Phillip's car parked up there. Was he waiting for her? A smile formed across her face. She stalked up to the car, hand raised, ready to knock on the glass, when a movement in the backseat caught her eye.

What she saw made bile rise up in the back of her throat. Two boys, obviously Kendall Schmidt, and her, her Phillip, were bareback, hands wrapped around each other. Phillip was on top, rolling his hips into Kendall's, whose eyes were closed, his lips parted in pleasure as Phillip bit into his neck.

Cristina stumbled away, sinking to her knees, feeling nauseous. She held onto her stomach as she puked.

When she was finished, she looked back at the car that was slightly rocking on its four wheels. He stomach clenched again and she refused to think about what was happening in the car.

She was going to get back at Kendall Schmidt. Her hands clenched into fists, before an idea popped into her head. A smile formed on her face, and she felt giddy with excitement.

She searched in her bag, pulled out her camera and stalked back with renewed determination to the car.

Ooh... what's she gonna do? I'm actually curious myself. I haven't decided what's gonna happen yet lol. I'll try to update asap. Review? Please.

Love always,

Chels :)