Blazed

Chapter Twenty-Three

[Authors Note]- Yes I know it's at the beginning. Most of you won't read this but hey, I didn't want to disrupt the ending of this chapter. This whole chapter is madness, in my opinion. Though I feel like you'll like it, you might hate the ending but hey you might like it. I feel like I’m not making any sense? Usually when I lack sleep I write good chapters so hopefully this is one of those times.

And I hate to say this but I don't really see that many chapters left for this story. Then again when I usually say that it might be like ten more chapters maybe even more. I’m curious though what do you like and don’t like about this story?

Last and finally note: CONFESSIONS IS BACK! Yes I had to scream because let's face it how many of you didn't scream? *looks around sees no hands raised*

Bye guys *blows kisses and waves*

Kendall

"Kendall wake up." Trent's sleepy voice stirred me from my dreams. Which may or may not have included Louis.

"What," I groaned, and shoved my face deeper under his pillow. My alarm hasn't even gone off yet, so why was he waking me up this early. “ please give me five more minutes." I groaned.

He chuckled, “I would really like to do that Kendall. But your Aunt Flow is currently paying you a visit all over my sheets."

I blinked through my sleepy daze."I don't have an Aunt Flo-" I cut my self off immediately, glancing down at the red stain on the bottom sheet then to the one covering the sweats I was wearing."Shit, I'm sorry Trent. I'll clean all of it up straight away."

He shook his head, while holding another pair of sweats and some underwear out for me."I grew up with three sisters, so I'm used to it by now. You know someone had to be taking care of them before my mom kicked me out."

I gridded my teeth at the thought of that woman. Sure she's getting lots help now, but I still want to beat the shit out of her. Instead of dwelling to deep in the past I eased myself out of Trent’s bed and took the sheets off the bed. Then took the clothes Trent handed to me, and stalked off towards the bathroom.

It was still dark outside but I threw the whole sleep idea out of my head as I took a quick shower. It was laundry day anyway and Trent probably didn't want to do it, because of Mason. Though I still wasn't about to let him clean up my mess. God I hate it when your period comes when I have a lot of other things to worry about.

After taking a quick shower, which is what I usually do in the mornings. I started getting dressed which now unfortunately included putting on a pad. I huffed out a breath of air, thinking about the outfit I had taken out for today. Of course it had to include some white pants. Fuck my life.

After finishing up in the bathroom I walked back out to find that Trent had the laundry ready to go.

"I can still do the laundry Kendall, really it's alright. You're insides are probably having world war three, right now." He teased lightly, but I just grabbed the two baskets from him and shook my head while sending him a small smile, before walking off with the basket that contained the sheets.

"You know I'll feel bad if you have to clean these." I said, though I had been in similar situation with him before to be embarrassed. Being a girl sucked."If it stains I'll get you brand new sheets, I promise."

He shook his head and opened the door."I poured like a whole bottle of peroxide on it. Which is like the best blood stain removal."

"Guess we'll have to buy that too." I said, as I walked out of the door with him following close behind me."We should go grocery shopping when I get back today. We're out of some things."

He fell into step beside me a lopsided grin forming on his face."Yeah Lexi ate all of the Nutella and the ice cream. I would say she's going to get fat from all of that. Though I remember when I told Liv that, she literally cried and start working out more."

I nodded."Yeah, I remember that. Me and Chaire dyed all of your clothes purple for that." I laughed at the memory.

He rolled his eyes."One of the most tragic moments of my life." he smiled a toothy grin at me, his brows raised in an amusing way."Besides I rocked that purple."

I laughed, as we descended down the steps that lead to the laundry room of our apartments. It wasn't much just two rows of washers lined up in the middle. With a few dryers off to the side, all of which were unoccupied. Mason wasn't even down here yet which was fine with me.

We hurried to the washers and but all or washing inside, and got them started. So we could just sit and chill while our clothes were being washed. Trent had gotten into a heated round of flappy bird. While I on the other hand decided to wake up my lovely brother up, with an good morning text.

To: The Bro

Wake up shit head! I need to ask you something. So wipe the crust out your eyes and the drool off your mouth.

I seriously needed to make my good morning text nicer, maybe. Then again it's the morning what's so good about it.

From: The Bro

One I don't drool. Two why are you texting me at seven in the morning. Do you have a death wish or something? Because I swear I'll find a way to strangle you through the phone.

I rolled my eyes, and quickly sent him a text back.

To: The bro

What are the chances of us being a set of triplets instead of twins? Because I'm pretty sure I met a girl who looks exactly like me.

From the corner of my eye I saw someone entering the room, which made my eyes leave my phone and to the door. Mason paused when he saw the two of us sitting there, he then smiled and greeted us with a hey. Trent who was still playing the game hadn't noticed Mason until he spoke. He cursed lowly while looking up quickly and then immediately back down to his phone.

For a moment he left me wondering whether he was cursing because of Mason or because he almost beat his high score. I didn't really dwell on it because my phone had started buzzing again.

From: The bro

Another you? It can be possible, because we don't actually remember anything that happened during or after our birth. Though then that would mean our parents gave one of us away or..

I glared at the unfinished sentence. Hating the fact that Andrew would sometimes text unfinished sentences. Mason had closed down the washer top, and then walked towards where we were sitting. His eyes flickered over to Trent, who was glaring holes into his phone. He had chosen to sit a seat down from me,which was probably the safer option and opened a book to read. I just shook my head and texted Andrew back.

To: The Bro

Or what? >:(  It annoys the hell out of me when you don't finish your sentences.

After a few seconds my phone was buzzing in my hand again.

From: The Bro

We couldn't be twins.

My eyes widen as they read over the text not once but four times. I composed another message but erased it. The tips of my fingers lingered over the letter on the key board, but I couldn't type out the words. The idea of Andrew not actually being my brother left me dumbfounded. Another text came through on my phone but I refused to read it.

Instead I looked straight ahead ignoring the buzzing. What could I possibly text back to that? Even with me ignoring that I could still feel Trent and Mason sending each other looks. Out of my peripheral vision, I could see them glancing at each other. Trent would stare for a moment, and then when Mason looked up he'll look down. It was just a repeat of that till I basically got tired of it, and the buzzing of my phone.

"Look," I stood up out of my seat, and turned to face the both of them."I don't know how long I can take this, we're all adults here. So let's talk this out like adults." I said, trying to initiate the talking.

Silence filled the room and I groaned.

"I swear I'll castrate the both of you if you don't start talking." I hissed out, angrily. Really I didn't want to have to deal with this, let alone go to work, I already had enough problems on my hands as it is.

Trent glanced over at Mason an awkward smile pulling at his lips."You ever play flappybird?"

Shockingly, after that lame attempt to talk things out and the loud sound of me smacking my forehead. Mason just smiles at Trent, shakes his head and then closes the distance between them. He glances down at Trent phones, eyeing the game curiously.

"I haven't played it, but you could show me." He says, smiling small. It's in that moment that I realise I'll never fully understand men.

After about a long forty five minutes later, I was helping Trent get our things into the dryers. Then I slowly made my way back up towards our apartment leaving Trent to finish up, since I had to get ready for work. I resisted the urge to call Marcel and tell him I wasn't going to be able to work. So the actual likely hood of us completing this book in a few months was unlikely.

Though that didn't matter to me since I was just happy to be able to continue to fight for Louis. Simon still wasn't back yet according to Marcel, he was cut off from this life. So he could spend some time with his family. Family time was great in all but his management was getting out of control. I didn’t know how long I would be able to whole myself back from attacking them.

Getting dressed was easier since I didn't want to wear Jeans or anything pressed to my bottom half. I'd just settled on wearing the darkest pair of sweats I'd owned, and just threw on a random t-shirt. Until I actually took the time to glance down at the t-shirt, eyes widening slightly as I took in the name of the boy band I'd known so well.

"Yeah that's not going to work." I mumbled, almost screaming out at Lexi to keep her clothes in her room. I wondered briefly if this was what it felt like to have a sister, then my mind shifted to Selena. I ended up switching over the t-shirt to a plain one and pulling on some black Vans.

Thankfully we had put new tires on my car, so all I had to do what just jump in it and go. I just wanted to see Louis at the moment, because I felt like I couldn't put up with Harry and Niall's antics, plus who knew what Zayn would say. Liam was and had always been neutral territory, even when he was with Trent he was easy to tolerate.

Soft music filled my quiet car as I drove to Niall's'. I almost forgot about Shiloh, I wondered if he knew that Louis and I were the cause of his little problem. Despite the fact that my insides felt like they were being torn apart at the moment. A small smile still found its way on my lips, though it didn't stay there because a car cutting me off had me scowling.

"Who the hell taught you how to drive?" I yelled out my window, when he pulled in front of me.

"Your mother." Was the unoriginal reply, as he slowed down in front of me. As if daring me to say something back.

I gasped."That's nice;" I laughed a dry laugh."At least my mothers not known for having the deepest throat in all of England." I snapped, back angrily but couldn't help but adding more to the insult."Heard she's giving out freebies just around the corner, back alley, everyone gets a blow."

He slammed on his breaks, causing me to do the same. Unfortunately the car behind me didn't have time to stop. The seatbelt tightened around my body, as I lurked forward lightly from the impact.

"Fuck," I cursed, before angrily taking off my seatbelt and climbing out to inspect the damage. Today was not my day.

I quickly walked to the back of my car, hoping that my bumper wasn't ruined. Thankfully no damage was done not even a scratch; unfortunately I couldn't say the same for the other car. An old women was already hobbling towards me, supporting most of her weight on a cane. I closed the rest of the distance between us saving her the rest of the walk.

"I'm so-" A hairy hand cut me off, by yanking me by my shoulder and turning me forcefully around. I eyed the man skeptically with a raised brow, wondering why he was touching me.

"You’re going to apologise to me." he demanded, angrily his grip tightening on my shoulder."I believe you said something about my momma."

"First get your hand off me." I spat, removing the man’s hand. He wanted me to apologise after he insulted me first. Sure I didn't give a damn about my mother but still. He wasn't getting an apology.

"Apologise or else-." He snarled while leaning down into my face.

I blinked, but not backing down from the man. Even though he was having a terrible case of bad breath."When hell freezes over I'll apologise." I smirked, not even trying to whole back what I said next."Or whenever your mother stops swallowing babes I'll apologise. The chances of any of them happening are very slim."

Did I possibly go too far this time?

Before I could even answer that question. The man was straitening up to his full height which was impressive by the way. He had like five or six inches on me, and he looked in like he was being in-between fat and muscle. I'd never really compared any of my situations to being something from the Bible but this was one of them.

David and Goliath. Andrew had told me this story countless times before bed, it happened to be his favorite. Though right now I happened to be David, and Goliath was the rude man standing before me.

"You're not going to apologise." He took a couple steps away from me. He reached into his pocket, pulled out something that glinted against the sunlight. Before I could question what it was he shattered my back window."You want to apologise now!" He yelled rubbing his brass knuckled covered fist.

My eyes widen slightly, as I ran up to look at my smashed in window. That bastard he broke my window, I was beyond pissed. So pissed in fact that I reached into the backseat, and gripped the crowbar Trent put in my car. The man’s eyes widen slightly when he saw it, he almost immediately started to apologise. The coward.

"This is," I scraped the crowbar against his car, leaving two long lines on the paint. “for the old women you made run into me." I angrily smashed the crowbar into the rear window, leaving a big hole in the window.

Sure I was probably two steps away from going to jail again. But this was totally worth it.

"Stop." The man cried out.

"Oh now you want me to stop?" I chuckled, while I smashed the crow bar against one of the back windows. The bad thing was I didn't even feel bad about it. We even had a small crowd, who happened to be recording everything."I'm just getting started."

Thirty minutes later I was standing on top of his car with a triumphant smile on my face. He on the other hand was on the ground actually crying real tears. He was definitely not Goliath; Goliath didn't resort to crying after he initiated a fight. Though I could say for sure that I slayed the giant, or in other words slayed his ride.

Before I could climb down the sounds of police sirens had me glancing over my shoulder. I immediately tossed the crowbar when they pulled up. A woman stepped out of the car, her eyes surveying the scene. Then her eyes stopped on me she pursued her lips together and made me climb down.

"Where taking you in." She said in a monotone voice, as the other police dispersed the crowd. I only nodded, and willingly let her cuff my hands in front of me. Then she placed me in the police car, while reading me my rights.

Since I didn't put up a struggle and just got in, the officer didn't pat me down. Which happened to be a good thing because my cell phone was in my pocket. Sneakily I pulled it out of my side pocket being careful not to draw attention to myself as I looked through the contacts.

It wouldn't have been fair to call Levi to bail me out again, she was most likely at work anyway. Plus I wanted to text someone who was actually close to the police station. Liam. Chances are he is most likely still upset with me because of the other night.

To: Liam

Liam are you mad at me?

-

From: Liam

No, Shiloh might be...... But I have something to tell you :) I haven't even told El about it yet. When are you coming over?

-

To: Liam

Well I can't wait to hear your big secret. Though can you come pick me up? I kind of got arrested and my cars getting impounded for evidence. I'm going to the police station that's like four blocks away from your place. Don't tell the others, especially Louis.

My phone had been yanked out of my hands, before he could even reply. The police women had her eyes narrowed on me, so I just cracked an innocent smile. It didn't take us very long to get to the jail or to get me put in a holding cell. Just one more mug shot to add to the collection. Won't Andrew be so proud?

This time though I was in a cell with people I barely knew. When Liam was here he'd gotten special treatment and we all just got placed in a cell together. Now that it was just me, I was placed with a group of women, who resembled men. I knew Liam would be coming soon to get me so I wasn't worried.

"What are you in here for?" A man/woman. The moustache on her upper lip was confusing me. Then to too it off, she was inches away from my face. I could smell her breath, and all I could think was what is up with people and not brushing their teeth. If you know you didn’t brush then stay out of people’s faces.

I scrunched up my face and took a couple steps back."I smashed this guy’s car up." I told her, trying to be nice.

She nodded, “So you think you're bad then, huh?"

I groaned, and turned my back on her without answering. Today was not my day. God must be laughing at me, because right now even I'm entertained with how my day is going. A finger repeatedly poked the back of my shoulder with another loud groan; I turned back around to face the women.

"You need something?" I snapped.

Her eyebrows quirked up in amusement, she crossed her arms over her chest."Are you purposely trying to piss me off?"

"Look," I huffed out a shaky breath. “my insides are killing me right now. A dude attacked my car this morning. Plus my brother who I've known for all my life might possibly not be my actual brother." I rambled on my voice rising higher and higher as I spoke, I jabbed my finger in the girl’s chest."So if you really want to test me today. I'd suggest that you don't because I'll beat your ass."

The girl’s eyes widen her hands going up in the air as she took cautioned steps away from me. I just rolled my eyes and turned back to face the bars.

"Kendall Carson Blaze." A short man called out my name. Bursts of laughter came from the cell as the man unlocked the door. For a moment I was wondering what they were laughing at, until the women from early spoke.

"Didn't know they hired midgets in this line of work." The women laughed there heads off at the joke, it didn't seem funny at all to me.

The man smiled, "Yeah, I didn't know that they put men in women’s holding cells." He retorts.

I couldn't help but laugh when the man slammed the doors in the girls faces, and then escorted me from the backroom. He handed all my things to me, which was just my wallet, cell phone, and the things I used for my interviews with the boys. Then he walked me to where I assumed Liam was waiting for me.

"Where is he?" I asked the man, as my eyes glanced all around the room.

"He?" The man looked up from where he was writing on a slip of paper. “Your sister came to get you actually."

Sister?

Though I didn't question it any further, I just wanted to get the hell out of here. Working was a no for me today but I still wanted to see Louis. He always knew how to make me feel better. A groan left me when I saw an all too familiar face staring back at me.

"Kendall." She smiled brightly at me; in return I just rolled my eyes. What the hell was she doing here?

"Selena." I blanked my entire face from showing anything. I just didn't want to deal with her today."Where's Liam?"

"He's waiting for you outsi-."

Before she could finish the sentence I'd brushed past her and walked towards the exit. A pair of heels could be heard clicking right behind me, then they were right beside me as Selena caught up. I'd always hated the sound of heels clicking against tile.

"Kendall, can't you just talk to me for a second? You owe me that at least." I came to an abrupt halt, sure she'd gotten me out of that cell. Still how the hell did she think I'd owed her anything? She came for me I didn't even call her, let alone know her.

"Who came to get who?" I hissed, stepping closer to her.

"I-I did b-but-"

"Exactly you came to get me. I didn't ask for your help nor did I even need it in the first place." I snapped, almost instantly regretting it because her eyes were filling up with water.

"Don't you dare," I warned when the first tear slipped down her cheek. This was not happening she wasn't about to cry on me. Then bam it was like a waterfall on her face. Feeling completely defeated I inhaled deeply before exhaling and running a hand threw my hair.

"Look," I softened my voice, trying to soothe her. For the life of me I didn't even know why I cared, but I did."Tomorrow morning we can meet up and talk. So stop crying you're causing a scene." I lied, because I felt horrible for making her cry.

She wiped at her eyes with the back of her sleeve, a small smile tugging at her lips."Really? That would be nice of you."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah yeah, give me your number so I can text you are something'."

We exchanged numbers quickly. Though before she could say anything two girls were running up to her. Both extremely giddy to be at a police station, Selena smiled big like she wasn't just crying. I only inched away from them not wanting to be actually noticed by them. Being questioned wasn't on my to-do list especially today.

I had seen Liam before he had seen me. He was typing away on his phone with a smile on his face. It wasn't one of those tiny smiles; it was one of those smiles that looked like it hurt.

"Liam." He jumped when I called his name, a frown almost immediately formed on his face. Honestly he looked like he was going to lecture me.

Unfortunately the police said I wasn't allowed to get my car back. They said the man was filling a case against me, and it was getting impounded for evidence. So now I was probably stuck with getting a taxi for a while. Until I got my baby back I'll have to endure rude taxi drivers.

"I don't think it's healthy for you to keep getting arrested." Liam shook his head as he pulled away from the police station.

"It was self defence." I defended quickly, and then shrugged."Besides he deserved it, the fucker shattered my window."

Liam just sighed as he continued to drive."You know you have a fan page on the internet. So far you have two videos; both of them are you attacking someone." He told me.

"You're kidding me?"

He shrugged."I wish I was you've got a lot of views on the one when you were sticking up for me." he paused, as if he was thinking about something."Thank you by the way. You stuck up for me when nobody else would."

I patted him on the shoulder while giving him a reassuring smile."Don't worry about it Liam. So what was the news you wanted to tell me about?" I asked.

"I met someone." He glanced over at me, and then turned back to the road. “he’s really nice, and he understands me."

"Oh," he had instantly peaked my curiosity. “do I know him? Where did you two meet?" I fired off the first two questions that came to my mind. Because I was happy for him but wanted to know more.

"You don't know him. But you were around when we met."

My eyebrows had risen; the confusion on my face had Liam turning a bright shade of red when he looked at me. Sure we hadn't been many places together, the night we got arrested-.No he couldn't have. Liam was smarter than that or so I thought.

"You met someone in Jail?"

"No," he laughed out a dry laugh. Though it faded slightly when he realised that he was the only one laughing."I met him at the.." His voice lowered to a whisper.

"Can you repeat that please? This time actually put some sound to it." I asked, with a little more attitude than I had intended.

He sucked in a deep breath, before slowly releasing it."I met him at the strip club. He danced for us remember?"

It took me a minute to process what he just told me, and then I was laughing."Liam seriously where did you meet him?" I asked, not believing what he just told me.

"Kendall I'm serious."

I frowned."Liam you're talking to the stripper you met at the club?" I groaned, when I realised how that sounded out loud."You were supposed to look, not ask them for their numbers."

Liam just shrugged like it wasn't a big deal."Well I did at first. But after that whole argument with the management, I went back. Just think what would happen if the paps found out I was talking to a stripper." He smiled smugly to himself, and kept talking."That itself is an act of rebellion, Just like Zayn and Lou's smoking video."

"Wait," I stopped him before he could say anything else. “so you're basically using this guy to get back at management. How old is he anyway?" I questioned.

"He's nineteen."

My eyes widen slightly, “Nineteen, Liam he's practically still a teenager and you're taking advantage of him." I didn't try to hide the disgust in my voice.

"I'm not taking advantage of him, I do actually like him. He's not a kid either." He shook his head, and sent a glare my way."If you must know he needs my help too."

"In what solving his next big math problem?" I bit back.

"No, he's not exactly financially stable at the moment. So I’m going to help him with that, and he's going to help me with my problem." He explained the little situation to me, though I still wasn't sold on the whole idea.

"He asked you for money?"

Liam shook his head."He didn't ask me for anything. Just ranted about his problems to me and I listened."

"So let me get this straight," I looked directly at Liam, even though he was staring at the road. ”he told you his problems. Probably thinking that he finally had someone to listen to him and you found a way to basically use it against him."

He groaned, “You’re trying to make me seem like I’m the bad guy. As long as we're both gaining something from this, then I don't see any harm in this." he bit down on his bottom lip nervously."He doesn't really have a permanent place to stay right now. And I was thinking about asking him to stay...at my place for a while."

If I knew that I was possibly going to get a headache from banging my head on the window, I would do it. Because all of this was crazy Liam needed to be admitted into an insane asylum. Today was just a crazy day and I couldn't deal with it any longer.

"Liam just stop I can't take any more of this madness. Just drop me off at Louis's before I go mad myself." I held up a hand when he opened his mouth to speak."Liam don't you're mad, insane even."

Liam chuckled."All the best peopled are."

"Idiot." I muttered, when it had fallen silent for a moment. He just laughed louder.

"You didn't even ask me what his name was." He said, pouting.

"Nope," I shook my head."I don't want to know."

"Come one it's a cute name." Liam stuck his hand out and shook my shoulder."Kendall please you're the only one I’m telling this too. You have to at least know his name." he whined.

I sighed."Liam go ahead tell me his name. I'm already questioning my sanity as we speak."

"It's Ashton. His stage names Temptress."

After hearing about the kids’ stage name, I didn't to hear anymore. Liam had just laughed and tried to tell me more about Ashton. He even went as far as describing his features to me.

"He has the cutest dimples, and God you have to see him smile." Liam smiled, while I wanted to bang my head against the dashboard. “he’s got great thighs too. Like they're toned and firm looking, I guess they have to be because of his profession. Though he's not as curvy as Lou but-"

"Liam if you keep talking. I swear I'll push you out of the car without stopping. And drive off, no-" I cut myself off and shook my head."I'll come back and run you over, then drive to Louis'."

His brow rose."How do you think that conversation will go?"

I shrugged, “I don't know. I ran Liam over a couple blocks back, with his own car. Hey while I’m at it why don't I run Jessica over as well."

Liam laughed as we pulled up to the gated community Louis lived in. The gates were open immediately once the guard saw Liam. While it would have at least taken me two minutes to get in. The guard always asked for my ID even though he saw me practically every day.

"You have to at least feel a little bit guilty for what you're doing?" Liam asked as he cruised down the street. I already knew that he was talking about what I was doing to Jessica.

"A little," I replied honestly. “then when I see what Louis is actual going through, I pushed that guilty feeling aside."

"Louis," he paused, but continued on anyway. “he does actually care for Jessica. He'll tell you that he loves her." If it was possible it felt like someone had put my heart in a choke hold. Liam must have noticed because he shook his head and kept talking."But he'll avoid eye contact and eye everything but you, because he's lying. He's told me he doesn't love her."

I blew out a shaky breath, “That doesn't really make me feel better, just like I’m at fault for all this." I admit, finding it easy to confide in Liam.

We pulled up in Louis's driveway, and Liam parked and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. His kind brown eyes staring directly into mine."Lou loves you. Hell he's been in love with you from the first time he met you. He's just afraid now, afraid to give his heart to you again."

I nodded."I won't hurt him this time Liam. I'm no longer afraid to let him in, let him have me." I exhaled another shaky breath."I guess all it took was for me to lose him to realise that."

Liam ruffled my hair, “You two will be alright. Everything will work itself out in the end." He says, and then pulls me into a tight hug.

"Thanks Liam." I said while getting out of his car, and grabbing my things. Before I closed the door, leant back down a smirk forming on my lips, “Have fun talking with your stripper."

He just rolls his eyes while flipping me off, and then he's starting up his car again while I just laugh. I wave goodbye as I walked up to Louis' door. King is already barking before I could even knock, when I heard Louis mumbling to him on the other side. I held my arms open in anticipation waiting for Louis to open the door so the little dog could jump in my arms.

Just as I had expected the little ball of fur, lunged himself right into my open arms. Louis just smiled and held the door open for me to walk in.

"So," Louis came up beside me after he locked the door. “what are you going to show me how to cook today? That if you haven't given up on me yet." He laughs a contagious laugh.

I smiled, even though I was feeling like crap today. Louis just always had that kind of effect on me."What do you suggest we make? We should actually cook though, not destroy the kitchen." I said, trying to fake enthusiasm.

He fell silent for a moment, eye brows furrowed in thought as his eyes studied me. A frown formed on his face while I just stared back at him in confusion. He took a step closer to me, and placed the back of his hand on my forehead."What's wrong? Are you feeling okay?"

For a moment I was taken aback by this. I thought I was doing a good job at acting like nothing was wrong. I had forgot, this was Louis. He had always had a way of knowing when something was wrong with me.

I sat king down on the floor then sighed lowly when I stood back up."I'm just not having a good day Louis and I don't feel all that good at the moment either. Scratch that I feel like shit and this day is equally shitty." I replied.

He looked thoughtful for a moment before a grin broke out on his face."I think I know what's wrong with you." My brow rose as he held up a hand when I opened my mouth to say something."I've got something that I know will help."

Before I could ask what he was talking about. He took my hand in his and pulled me towards the kitchen. He released my hand so he could sit me on one of the stools. Then he bent over in search of something in his bottom cabinets. Though from the looks of things he wasn't organised at all. Then something dawned on me that had me panicking slightly.

"Louis you're not going to cook are you?"

He scoffed, and then stood back up with a kettle in his hand."As my cooking instructor aren't you suppose to...I don't know encourage me to practice?" He teased, with a smirk on his face.

"Yes but when you catch the kitchen on fire, I'd like to have the fire department on standby."

A loud laugh left him, one that had the butterflies in my stomach replacing the cramps for a moment. He sat the kettle on the stove and started to prepare what I'd guess would be tea.

"I'll be back." He told me then walked out of the kitchen. Leaving me wondering what the hell was he up too.

He didn't leave me alone for too long because before I knew it he was placing something over my head.

"Lou what the-"

"Just lift your arms up," he said, while tugging my arms up in the air. And slipping a sweater over my arms and popping my head through the head opening."There all done."

I glared at him, while reaching up to run a hand through my ruffled up hair."Louis why did you put a sweater on me?" I paused, “Why didn't you tell me you were putting a sweater on me?" I questioned.

The kettle whistled before he could even make an attempt to answer me. Instead he put a pair of orange coloured fuzzy socks on the counter, and told me to put them on, then walked off to the kettle. Oddly I obeyed his odd request and kicked off my shoes and socks. And put the fuzzy ones on that happened to be knee high.

I glanced down at the sweater that had a teddy bear on it, with bold letters that read boo bear. I scrunched my face up in distaste because this sweater was very very-.

"Hideous I know." Louis said as if he was reading my mind then sat a mug down in front of me and two pills."Harry got that for me. The little shit thought it was a good joke. Niall was the only one that thought it was hilariously funny."

"Oh," I laughed, and picked up the two pills then glanced at him feeling a little hesitant."What are these?" I asked.

"They're painkillers, they'll help with the cramps the tea will too." My eyes widen slightly in shock."I have sisters remember Kendall. Painkillers, tea, and warm clothes always helps, oh and food."

I nodded not really finding the words to respond. Though I was impressed, and I just wanted to kiss the hell out of him at the moment. I've never described someone as perfect before but he was as close as it got. Instead I just swallowed down the tea and pills without looking back up at him for a moment.

"Thanks Louis." I said after a moment of us sitting in silence, after I'd drunken all my tea. I had nervously bitten down on my bottom lip, as I stared up at him. He was the only one that could ever make me nervous.

His eyes found mine before slowly straying down to my lips. He gulped and licked his own lips before staring back up at me. I didn't miss the way that his eyes had darkened slightly as he cleared his throat."Instead of working today we could just watch a movie." he suggested.

I smiled."That sounds nice."

Louis nodded then went to his top cabinet, which was filled with all types of food. As if on cue my stomach growled and I walked behind him. I hadn't really eaten much except for two granola bars I snagged before I left this morning. Louis started to hand me snack after snack till my arms were full of junk food.

He closed the cabinet and grabbed some juice pouches, and ushered me towards the living room. Where he helped me put all the stuff on the coffee table, then he ran off again. Saying he had to get one last thing to make this whole thing complete when I sat down on the comfortable couch.

Unfortunately though Louis just had to toss another thing over my head, blinding me completely till I pulled the blanket off my face. He just innocently shrugged his shoulders as he sat down next to me.

"So what are we watching?" I asked, as I pulled my feet under me.

Louis flipped though the movies."Well theirs The Purge, The Fault In Our Stars, Ninja Turtles, Let's Be Cops, Ninja Turtles, Hercules, The Sex Tape," he paused, and scanned the movies some more."Oh I forgot to say Ninja Turtles." He turned to me, with a childish pout.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, while staring fondly at him."How about The Ninja Turtles?"

He shrugged, “Okay if you want to watch it. I wasn't even thinking about watching that, but for you I'll endure It." he sighed.

Louis played the movie and we sat in silence as we watched the movie. Though Louis had gotten closer to me, his hand was draped lazily on the back of the couch behind me. But his arm was hanging off of my shoulder. I wondered for a moment would he freak out if I leaned a little more into him.

I'm not sure if he noticed me pressing more into his side, or chose to ignore it. The next move I made was a brave one I'd let my head fall completely on his shoulder. He tensed up for a brief moment but relaxed and laid his head on top of mine, and draped his arm completely over my shoulder. This moment just felt so perfect like it was meant to be this was. The two of us.

"I can't believe they changed the actual look of the turtles." I commented, when we were twenty minutes into the movie.

"I know," He huffed out while grabbing a Dorito out of the bag in his lap, then eating it. He tossed another chip to King. Then held one up to my mouth, which I ate while he continued to talk."I mean the new looks okay, but the original is always the best."

I nodded, “Yes I completely agree with you. Like the original chucky cheese mouse, that was the best one." I grabbed a juice, and sipped it.

He laughed loudly, his body slightly moving mine as he laughed."Yeah, what are they going to change next?"

"SpongeBob." I resisted the urge to shrug, as Louis took my juice and sipped it.

He gasped, “We’ll protest. Start riots even, it'll be Batman and Robin against whoever is in charge." he said, tone serious.

I couldn't help but laugh because he was actually being serious. His eyebrows were narrowed on the screen in concentration. As if they had actually planned on changing SpongeBob’s appearance. Without even thinking too much about my next move I'd glanced up at him. Leaned in and pressed my lips to his check, then quickly pulled away while muttering a 'you're an idiot Lou'.

His whole body tensed up and he glanced down at me, eyes trailing down to my lips then back up to my eyes. For a moment he was leaning in ever so slowly, till our noses were brushing up against each other. Then he cleared his throat shook his head and looked back towards the movie. Though I don't think he was even actually watching it any longer, just staring.

What were we? I just shook my head and stared down at the pink colour rug. That I’m positive Jessica had picked out. This was just all so wrong but it felt so right. I belonged with Louis, not her. Though she was actually with Louis, I wasn't. Never thought I'd be the other women. Or do you actually have to have sex to become a mistress.

"Louis what are we?" The question left my mouth, before I could hold it back. I had pulled away from him so I could see his face, but mostly just his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, and then he turned to me but didn't look at me."We're just friends." He lied.

A humourless laugh left me, which made him glance up at me."You're lying."

He sighed, “Kendall we're just friends, I have a girlfriend now." he said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself.

My eyes narrowed on him, “You don't kiss your friends Louis." I told him.

"That was a mistake."

"Which one? The first or the second kiss." I snapped back.

"Look," Louis finally turned to face me, his eyes never meeting mine. “sure I'll agree that we had something special back then. But I've gotten over it and moved o-"

A startled muffled yelp left him as I'd pressed my lips against his. Then just like that as if something clicked in his brain he was kissing back. He tilted his head slightly while moving his lips back against mine. Slowly he'd wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me flush against his body. While my fingers tangled themselves into his hair, I curiously I tugged the hairs at the nape his neck.

My eyes fluttered open when he'd moaned against my mouth. His tongue darted out, and slowly parted my lips. I'd allowed my eyes to close once again when his tongue moved slowly against mine. Tasting and exploring my mouth with languid strokes of his tongue. A gasp left me when he moved from my mouth to my neck. An unexpected moan slipped past my lips when he sucked at my neck, bit down on it gently then smoothed over it with his tongue.

Through the fog filled haze I was in, I'd slowly started to regain my senses when I felt something hard poke into me. Knowing all to well what that Louis was feeling more than a little turned on.

"Louis," I breathe out in between breaths as he continued to assault my neck with his mouth. With a little more force than necessary I'd tugged his head back by his hair. Which he surprisingly hissed out a moan."What was that you were saying again?"

His pupils were slightly blown as he held a lust filled gaze, and something else hidden behind it. He stared at me silently, as I tried not to stare down at the obvious bulge sticking up in his sweat pants.

"You uhh," I glanced down, hinting at the tent."yeah."

He sighed, then turned away from me while grabbing the covers and tossing them on his lap."Kendall, I think you should go. We can't do this again."

"No." I crossed my arms defiantly across my chest, my breathing slowly returning to normal."That obviously just proved that you haven't moved on. We will always be more than just friends Louis."

He groaned, “Why are you doing this to me again?" I wasn't sure if he was actually asking, but I had an answer.

"Because I love you........."