James
"James, it's so fucking hot!" Kendall pants out. He has sweat running down his face, drenching his neck and chest. Bang's matted to his wet forehead. His cheeks are flushed and he is just so hot. I finally admit it, Kendall is pretty hot.
"Come on, Kendall, just a little bit more." I say back, though, I'm starting to pant as well. I don't want him to stop, it's so good.
"James, I can't go much more." He throws his head back and scrunches his eyes shut, "James, oh, my God!"
I watch as he hits the big red stop button and double over, hands on his knees. I press the down button on my own treadmill to a slow walk. At least after a week I'm able to work up a sweat with Kendall around. For the first few days Kendall could barely make it a mile and a half, now he is up to two. I also didn't have to drag him out of bed today, literately. But hey, I have noticed that he has finally started to warm up to me, though, Carlos would swear on his life that it's just because he doesn't have the energy after I force him to the gym.
"You gonna make it, buddy?" I ask with a smile and he finally straightens up, hands on his hips, and blows out a lot puff of air.
"Yeah, I'm ready to go home and eat." He mumbles before walking off to get a towel to sanitize his treadmill.
I press the stop button on my own before I run after him, "Hey, how about we stop by that one shop and get a smoothie or something?" I ask remembering that I had seen it every day since I've moved here but have never actually stopped.
He seems to light up at that slightly, "Sure! You gonna buy?" He looks at me sideways and gives a quick wink. I roll my eyes and don't answer until we are throwing away our wipes and heading out the door.
"Yeah, I guess, but you are getting something healthy, no ice cream or any of that." I say back to him and he bumps into me as I turn to head in the direction of the shop and home.
"James! Come on! I have gone to the gym with you every day for over a week now and I have to work tonight!" I open my mouth to protest but he continues, "Oh, which reminds me! I need to tell Logan that I won't be home tonight."
I furrow my brow as I look over at him. He hasn't been coming home right after work for a few nights now, what the hell is going on? "Oh? And why not?"
He lets out a soft huff, "Like it's any of your business, Diamond."
Ok, maybe he isn't quite to the warming up stage yet, maybe it's more along the lines of he tolerates me. I let it go as he opens the door and is about to let me in before he cuts in front of me. Whatever, just let it go James, just let it go.
Logan
I was just finishing up the dishes when James comes over to me and leans against the counter. He doesn't say anything, just watches me, and I ignore him, waiting for him to figure out what the hell he is doing. I can hear Carlos tapping the table behind me drumming out some tune of his.
James finally clears his throat before he speaks, "So, Logan."
"…So, James." I say back not taking my eyes off the pan that I'm holding under the hot water to rinse.
"Did Kendall tell you that he isn't going to be coming home tonight after work?" He says in a matter of fact tone, almost like he was telling on him.
"Uh, no, but I'm sure he would have told us, if not he would have texted us before his shift was over." I say as I look over my shoulder at Carlos who is now looking at James with raised eye brows. When I look back at James I just shrug my shoulders. I'm kind of feeling the same way, if James is falling for Kendall, he is bound to get his heart broken…Let's just say that Kendall isn't quite the, how do you say it, the type to be in a committed relationship?
"So, what does he do when he doesn't come home after work? There have been a few nights that he doesn't come home." He is now looking between me and Carlos looking for his answers and I don't know how to answer this one so I just shrug again before grabbing the hand towel, drying off my hands, and turning to lean back against the counter so that I'm able to see Carlos as well. When neither of us answer he pushes on, "Well, it can't be anything so bad that you can't tell me."
I finally feel the need to tell him something, "Well, why don't you ask him yourself?"
"I tried!" His voice rises in slight aggravation, "He wouldn't tell me today when I asked. Why doesn't he tell me anything?"
"James, give him time. He just doesn't open up much, ok? He will." I try to tell him to get him off the subject. Kendall doesn't trust anyone; he only tells what he wants people to know. Though, I know that he is dying to bring some skanky hook up back to his room for the night. Honestly, I'm surprised he hasn't already. Though, I'm pleasantly surprised that he is even spending time with James; going to the gym with him, they even came home with fruit smoothies today. I'm pretty sure that that was the first time Kendall has eaten real fruit in a long time.
Carlos is biting his lips and he looks so adorable, but I know that he is biting his tongue, not wanting to blurt out anything about Kendall. For some reason Carlos has a hard time keeping secrets or not saying things that he shouldn't. I'm glad that he is showing some self-restraint.
"Whatever, I think Kendall is out of the shower and about to go to work." James says as he pushes off of the counter and heads down the hall way, probably to his room to grab a change of clothes.
I approach Carlos and speak in a soft voice so that no one in the apartment even has a chance of hearing me, "what the hell was that all about?"
"Hell if I know. He probably feels bad because him and Kendall have been spending time together and Kendall still won't talk to him about anything really." Carlos says, his voice light like mine.
I do see his point though. If I had been making an effort to spend time with someone and earn some of their trust and they haven't showed me that I have made any progress in a week I would be a little peeved too, but come on, Kendall does have a good reason to not want to open up…Not that James knows that. I shrug, "I just don't get how Kendall can fuck around like that but can't talk to anyone."
"Carlos, if he fucks and dumps then he doesn't feel like he lost anything in the situation, he chose to do it, no one made him. He has control over the situation. But if he tells anyone anything then he doesn't have control with what they will do with the information he gave. I don't think that James would do anything to hurt Kendall, he just doesn't get through his thick as skull that not everyone is out to get him like Jett was." I lecture and Carlos looks down at his hands that are flat on the counter. He slips off the stool he was on and plops down on the couch and grabs the clicker before flipping on the television. I move and sit down next to him, crossing my legs underneath me.
Kendall
Hmmm….should I text James? Nah, he will survive. I pull out my phone and I create a text to send to both Carlos and Logan to warn them, I'm coming home…I'm a little tipsy and I got a hottie ;). I press send and I hope that they have a chance to read it since it's about two thirty in the morning. I take down my last shot and grab this guy's hand. I don't even know his name and I don't care to know it.
We decided that my apartment would be a better place to go since it was within walking distances…that's honestly why I usually get to wake up in my own bed. I never fuck unless I'm at least to tipsy to drive. There have been the few instances where I actually got to go at it like a rabbit and I had an illegal substance coursing through my body. Cough, weed, cough….
Ok, I shouldn't be talking…or thinking so much in this state of mind. Focus, Kendall, focus….I'm not Carlos. I pull him through the bar that is now mostly empty since it is past closing type and pull him into the slightly chilly air. He pulls me into him and nibbles at my neck as we stagger down the street. I let out a small giggle because his lips are so soft against the sensitive skin under my jaw, right at the pulse point.
"Wait until we get to the apartment and I'm all yours babe." I slur and he obeys with a smile of his own. I feel almost as though I'm going through withdrawals though, I promised Logan and Carlos that I wouldn't bring any one around in the first week of James moving in and…fuck. James. He is hot. I mean, that's part of the reason why I keep going to the gym with him. I get to see him all sweaty and hot along with the fact that when I'm on the treadmill I get my scrawny ass behind some hottie and watch them run in front of me. What? I like to check out ass.
Ok, we make it to the main door of my apartment and stumble through the door, him doing the same behind me. I turn to him and put my finger to my lips silently telling him to be quiet and we start up the stairs. I remember one night when the manager screamed at me because 'I was too loud with my one night stands.' How rude, right? Whatever, I don't need that fat ass.
It seems like it takes a whole lot longer to get up these damn stairs when I'm drunk every single time.
Carlos
Ugh, what the hell is that? I roll over onto my back and it doesn't end, "Ugh, James! Harder." Oh, just James and Kendall.
"What!?" I sit up straight in my bed hoping that I didn't hear that right. No, I know that I heard that right. James…no James wouldn't hook up with Kendall. Wait, Kendall isn't even supposed to be home tonight. But…I have heard that boy moan every name in the book over and over again. I know that moan anywhere. It's definitely Kendall.
I get out of bed and tip toe to the door and gently open it. The groans and grunts continue from Kendall's bedroom as I make my way across the hall to James' door. I gently knock on the wood before opening the door and the lamp next to the bed is on and James is sitting up in his bed, shirtless.
"What the fuck!? I thought he was supposed to go out tonight. Not bring him home!" James says, not even trying to keep from Kendall that he is awake.
I can't help but laugh and give a small tip, "It's not as loud in the living room if you want to sleep on the couch. It doesn't echo as much." I make a circular motion with my finger in the air, "I got head phones that work wonders against him."
"ah." Is all that escapes James and he is getting out of his bed in only a pair of plaid boxers and is grabbing his sheet and pillow. "I'm pretty sure I am scarred for life. He is in there saying my name in there! It's slightly awkward and it kind of scared me for a moment."
With that he turns off the lamp and hurries by me. I just groan and hope that it ends soon.
When I finally lay down with music blasting loud enough that I can't hear the blonde in the room next to me I pray to God that Kendall wakes up with the hang over from hell. Oh, and I hope this James guy does too!
Wow…that would be strange! I hope you guys like the chapter! It took me a while to write. Thank you to everyone who is following this story and to everyone who leaves a review! It means the world to me!