Okay, so let me start out by saying that I'm seriously so sorry that I haven't updated in months! I got busy with school, then I got major writers block and yeah. School is finally out though, so at least I don't have to stress and freak out about that anymore. Also, I changed my pen name just so it was the same as my tumblr. Anyway, I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint you and again, I'm sorry!

Kendall pushed through the heavy doors, immediately engulfed by the chill of the air around him. The tears streaming down his cheeks turned cold and felt as though they had frozen to his skin. He wiped them away though, hot fresh tears replacing them. Behind him could hear the cacophony of someones feet pounding against the pavement, rushing up behind him. He already knew whose footsteps they were though, causing the blonde to run faster.

"Kendall, please... stop! I wa- I wanna talk to you!", Logan panted, gasping for some oxygen he so desperately needed.

The blonde boy could hear every word Logan was screaming, pleading, out to him, but he kept running, not planning to stop till he reached his house... or collapsed. Kendall couldn't believe how badly he had slipped up. Logan saw the cuts on his wrist. He probably thought he was a freak or pathetic. Every idea Kendall didn't want Logan to have of him as was probably already nailed into his brain by now.

"Kendall!"

"Just leave me!", Kendall said, his legs moving automatically and starting to fell like jelly, "Please, just Leave me alone..."

Logan shook as he felt the pain in the blonde boys voice. His chest ached from the sadness that was build up inside the tone. It hurt him even more that Kendall didn't want him to help him. In that moment all Logan cared about was the broken boy he was chasing after. He wasn't going to leave him alone, and he was damn sure he wasn't going to lose him.

"No! Kendall...", the older boy ran as fast as his legs could push him, bring him close enough to Kendall where he could almost reach him, "Dammit Kendall! Slow down!"

The blonde kept running, too caught up in trying to get away that he didn't notice the intersection, or the car heading towards him. The ear piercing screech of the horn was the thing that knocked him back into what was happening in front of him. The hood of the car was coming at him and all he could do was stare in shock, preparing for the painful intrusion.

Next thing he knew arms were tightly wrapped around his waist and he was laying in a patch of plush grass. The sound of the drivers horn and profanities were audible a few feet away, but the blonde didn't pay attention to what was being said. Kendall, still in shock, looked down at the arms around him. They were strong, muscular and slightly tan... they were Logan's. He looked over his shoulder and his eyes connected with the brunettes watery chocolate orbs. He looked absolutely terrified, but relieved at the same time.

"Lo-Logan...", Kendall said softly, then put his head down, as though he was ashamed of himself.

Logan lifted the blondes chin up, forcing the two to look at each other once again. As soon as their eyes met Logan felt as though his heart had shattered. The innocent looking blonde he had first met no longer had that energy or innocence in his eyes that he'd always had when the two were around each other. The tears in his eyes were filled with hurt, guilt and something else that Logan couldn't quite figure out... almost has though he was sad, sad because the car hadn't hit him.

He slowly looked down to his arms, where they were wrapped around Kendall's slender waist. Logan couldn't help but notice Kendall's hands, the sleeves had fallen back exposing his wrist and the red slits that littered them. The reason why he chased after the younger boy in the first place.

The blonde wiggled out of Logan's grip, standing up before pulling down the sleeves and grabbing the bag which he assumed was knocked off him when Logan grabbed him. Logan quickly shot up, grabbing Kendall's shoulder before he could turn away.

"Don't... don't leave and pretend like nothing happened. You almost got hit by a car and you... you cut yourself. Please, don't walk away. I'm here for you, Kendall. I'm here."

Logan looked at the younger blonde, letting the tears at the brim of his eyes fall freely. The only person who he had let go enough to cry in front of. Kendall couldn't take it anymore either, he turned towards the brunette and hugged him. His legs went weak beneath him, but Logan held the blonde boy up as he sobbed into his shoulder.

"I'm here for you. I'm not going anywhere."

...

Kendall sighed, relieved to see that David wasn't home. He opened the front door and went inside, Logan following behind him and shutting the door. The brunette looked around and smiled at how relaxing Kendall's house was. The walls were painted a light shade of tan, the carpet mimicked the color of the walls. The furniture had a very earthy vibe, brown couches and chairs with green pillows tossed onto them. The walls also had family pictures all over them.

Logan smiled as he stared at a picture of Kendall, his mother and his father. The smile on the blonde boys face in the pictures was genuine and made Logan's heart flip. He slowly started to move down the row of pictures and noticed that a little girl started to appear, and the man he saw in the first picture disappeared and was replaced with someone else. He also realized that Kendall's smile started to disappear and was also replaced.

"Do you want something to drink or anything?", Kendall said, sniffling.

"No, no... thanks though," Kendall walked over towards Logan to see what he was looking at. The blonde smiled slightly at the picture of him and his father, but it quickly disappeared when he looked at the picture Logan was holding of Katie and David. Logan noticed the change in his expression and looked down at the picture in his hands. He put it down and followed Kendall into the livingroom

"He's not your dad is he?"

"No. And he'll never be", Kendall said coldly before turning away.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think.. I didn't know you di-...I'm sorry", Logan babbled, guiltily.

"Just don't worry about it..."

"Is... is that why you cut?"

Kendall immediately looked down at his wrist and then back up at Logan. He stared at him for a few moments, trying to find the words to say.

"I guess you could say that...", Kendall said, pushing back the horrible memories that were planted inside his head by David.

"What do you mean, Kendall?"

"I-I can't tell you", the blonde said, pressing his hands to his head and sitting down.

"You can tell me, though."

"You won't understand though!"

"Then give me a chance to understand, Kendall! That's all I want, to understand you, that's all I've wanted since the moment I saw you. I want you to be able to trust me, I want you to... I want you to like me just how desperately I like you."

Before Kendall could respond Logan was leaning forward and his lips were pressed against his. His soft lips pressed against Kendall's and before he even had time to think about what was happening Kendall stopped as he heard the familiar beep to the locking of a car door. The blonde pushed Logan off of him and jumped up quickly.

"Oh shit, shit, shit... I'm sorry, but you have to leave, you have to leave now."

"But why, Kendall who is-"

"Kendall, why the fuck are y-", David stopped when he noticed the brunette teen sitting across from Kendall on the floor. David looked at Logan, then back at Kendall. The blonde knew that look in his eyes, when Logan left he was in for a world of hurt.