[WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT]
Hai guise!
I'm keeping this short and sweet. Wolfie and I have written the final chapter to this story. But, this is the best chapter out of them all. We agreed on that. It is a mixture of both of us, writing, you'll see the POV's have our names along with the person's point of view.
Picture is gonna be of all the BTR boys. Song will be Watching Airplanes by Gary Allen.
Enjoy!
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((Fawne's POV~Written by Wolfie))
I woke up, James on top of me still. He remained asleep, his face buried in my neck. I smiled and blushed, remembering the events from last night. I ran my fingers through James' perfect, soft hair, before going down to his bare back and drawing circles on it.
That must of woken him up, for I heard him chuckling not long after and almost in an instant, he pulled his head out from the crook of my neck and pressed his lips gently into mine.
I kissed him back, but in what seemed like barely a second he soon pulled away slowly. I looked up at him, blushing again. "Good morning to you, too", I laughed slightly.
He laughed back. "Thanks", he said.
"Your hair's really messed up", I said, running my fingers through it again.
"Wonder why", James laughed.
"I think you know why", I grinned.
"How can I forget the pain of you tugging on my hair, screwing it all up?", he laughed again.
"That's not what you were saying last night", I shot back at him.
"Shut up", he laughed.
"You know you wanted me tugging on your hair. You wanted me other places as well-"
"Fawne, shut up!", James laughed, his face stained red, picking up a pillow and covering my face with it, preventing me from finishing my sentece.
I squirmed a bit under the pillow, and after a few seconds James finally tossed it back, allowing me to breathe once again. I gasped for the newly exposed air, and James smirked.
"Gasping again?", he teased.
"Only because you make me", I said back to him, grinning as well as blushing.
"I'm getting up now", James said quickly, his face a tomato as he helped himself off of me and stood up by the bed.
"Damn. Look at you. And your big friend, too.", I teased, winking in his direction.
"Speaking of my 'big friend' ", James said, picking his clothes up from off the floor, "You never told me what you thought of him.", James spoke as he slipped his boxers on.
"I'm so not answering that", I laughed, turning over so James couldn't see my face.
"Well I guess you don't know him too well. You'd have to spend more time with him to be able to form a good opinion. Maybe even talk to him face to face, if you know what I mean."
"Not sure if you'd want to do that, James", I said, lifting my head up from out of the bed so that he could understand me. "He seems pretty interesting. Our converstions might last for hours."
James laughed. "Oh trust me, we wouldn't mind that at all.", he winked, leaving his shirt and pants on the floor as he walked towards the door clothed only in his boxers. "I'll be in the shower.", he said, opening the door. "Join if you want" was the last thing he said before stepping out and walking towards the bathroom.
I nodded and got out of the bed, slipping on James' shirt given the fact it was big enough to cover my body, yet instead of heading to the bathroom where James was showering I took a detour and dug through his closet, realizing the idiot forgot to bring clothes with him. I picked out James' black pants to wear with his black and white American flag shirt- my personal favorite. I then went back into my stuff to pick out my own clothes, which turned out to be a Kings shirt, along with my favorite grey jeans.
I carried our clothes out to the bathroom, where I slipped James' shirt off. I hopped into the shower, where I was greeted with his warm smile.
"We're both wet again", he said.
"Oh shut up."
((Kendall's Pov~Written by Jessica))
Silence.
That was the exact thing that was happening on the way to the studio. Carlos hadn't said a word sense we got in the car. The radio was even playing his favorite songs, and he kept quiet. I worried about him. Whenever he was this silent something was wrong. Usually, anyway.
"Carlos?" I asked, glancing back and forth at him and at the road.
He kept staring out the window. "Yeah?"
"You okay?"
"I'm fine," he said quickly. "why?"
"Just wondering. You're just really quiet."
"Oh," he choked out, his voice cracking a little bit.
I bit down on my lip, and looked at him again. "Carlos, you're voice cracked. Please tell me what's wrong."
Carlos looked over at me, and smiled. "Nothing's wrong, Kendall. I'm just thinking really hard, and I wanted to be quiet."
"Oh," I said quietly, pulling into the studio parking lot.
I looked around for a spot, and pulled into one. I turned the car off, and got out, and Carlos followed my lead. We walked into the studio, and looked around. "Hello?"
Silence. More fucking silence.
"I guess nobody's here," I mumbled, pulling out my phone to check it. One of the other guys or even Gustavo might have messaged me that they'd be late.
No messages. Fine, I guess we'll have to wait around for everyone else.
"Guess were gonna have to wait for the rest of the crew to make it." I told Carlos, now looking over at the rather quiet boy.
He looked up at me, cheeks flushed. "Carlos? Are you okay?" I asked, moving closer and putting my hand on his cheek. "You look like you're warm." I felt his forehead, next.
"I'm getting rather hot in other places," he whispered, but I still made out the words he spoke.
I blushed. "Oh, I see now."
Without warning, Carlos leaned up, and kissed me, quickly. My eyes widened, but soon snapped shut, as I kissed him back. His arms immediatly wrapped themselves around my neck, and his leg pulling up just a little to try and wrap it around mine.
He pulled away suddenly, his face now stained with a deep red color. "K-kendall?"
"Y-yeaaah?"
"I-I need y-you."
I felt my face grow hot, and my body becoming bothered. Carlos and I haven't really been dating that long, and I wasn't sure if he really wanted to go through with what we were about to do.
"In what way?" I asked, my grip tightening on his waist.
He leaned up again, his mouth close to my ear. His hot breath traveling down my neck, sending chills down my spine. "Which way do you think?"
I grinned, feeling my face staining a deep shade of pink. "Baby, show me which way."
Carlos gasped lightly, grabbing my hand, and dragging me along with him to where ever the heck he was heading. A few seconds later, and we were enclosed in a small, dark area. My fingers gently grazed the wall, in search of a light switch. I flicked it on, revealing the room Carlos had brought us too.
A closet. Oh, how romantic. He's trying, I'll give him that.
"Find the smallest room you could? Is that because you wanna be pressed tighter together?" I asked, smiling wide.
Carlos ignored my questions, and began un-buttoning my shirt. I chuckled, at his eagarness. "You don't have to be so shy," I told him. "it's okay."
He looked up at me, his hands still fumbling with my shirt. His face was stained a bright red color. "B-but I'm nervous," he stammered on.
"Why are you nervous? You don't have to be."
"I'm scared I'll mess things up.."
"Believe me," I reassured. "nothing is gonna change. You won't mess anything up."
Carlos slowly smiled, tugging off my shirt. His hands traveled up and down my chest, causing me to bite down slightly on my lip. His hands reached the top of my jeans, starting to un-buckle my belt.
Within seconds, I'm standing there in my boxers, and his finger tips are grazing over the happy trail I was flaunting. I quickly pressed Carlos up against the door, leaning my body against his. His mouth opened a little, a quiet gasp escaping. His eyes closed, like he was trying hard to focus.
My hands pulled at his shirt, popping the stiching. He quickly grabbed the hem, and pulled it off of himself. His eyes were still pressed shut, and I took that to advantage. My lips moved to Carlos' neck, kissing lightly over his tan skin. Another small gasp escaped his lips, as I found his weak spot.
Taking more advantage, I bit down gently, a louder sound erupted from his lips. "K-kendall.."
I moved my hands down, beginning to now un-button his jeans, and yanking down his zipper. Carlos did the rest, pushing his jeans down, his feet kicking them off quickly.
That left the both of us in our boxers. I doubt they will last, though.
Carlos' fingers traced the elastic of my boxers, slowly beginning to slide them off me. "Are you sure, you really wanna do this, Carlos?"
He looked up at me, his hands pushing my boxers the rest of the way down. "I'm sure." Carlos smiled brightly at me, before leaning up, kissing me roughly.
I quickly kissed him back, my body pressing harder into his. He let out a loud moan, vibrating our kiss.
Rushing, I pushed down Carlos' boxers, and he kicked them the rest of the way off. His hands moved curious, running down the side of my body, his finger tips grazing my V-line. Then, he grabbed me, causing me to growl low in my throat.
Carlos' hand began to move back and forth, rubbing and teasing me. "Oh my," I moaned softly, burying my face in his neck. Not even a few seconds later, his strokes grew quicker. "C-carlos, holy shi-shit.."
Carlos had a smirk plastered on his lips, as he watched. He knew exactly what he was doing. That innocent side of him I know and love wasn't there anymore. And, I think I'm already falling for this side of him as well.
"S-stop.." I begged.
"W-why?"
"I-I'm c-" I didn't even finish my sentence, before he quickly stopped. He knew what I was gonna say, and possibly do.
I spun him around, feeling even more bothered, in desperate need for release. "A-are you still sure you wanna do this?"
"Yes, yes, Kendall. I'm sure." Carlos quickly spoke, before pressing himself hard against me.
I bit down on my lip. "I don't wanna hurt you," I honestly told him.
"Please, I want y-you.." He practically moaned out.
Without anymore hesitation, I carefully pushed inside of Carlos, just a tiny bit. He grunted slightly, as he moved along with me. He pushed himself against me, forcing me to go in farther.
"S-so tig-tight.." I moaned, feeling him squeeze tight around me.
I pulled back slowly, and pushed in a bit quicker. I repeated those motions, each time getting a little faster. Carlos worked along with me, moving back as I pulled away, and pushing against me, when I thrusted forward.
"C-carlos," I warned, my climax approaching.
"K-kendall," he moaned, his nails clawing at the door.
((Fawne's POV~Written by Wolfie))
James and I arrived at the studio about an hour later. Apparently, Gustavo wanted the boys in to finalize the song "Epic", which was at the moment my favorite song. My hand interwined with James', we looked around for any sign of Kendall, Carlos, Logan, Kelly, or Gustavo- but none of them seemed to be here.
James sighed. "Guess they're not here yet", he said as we stood in the middle of a hallway on the second floor, where we had ended up after a few minutes of looking around.
I was about to answer, but I was cut off by an unfamiliar voice. "Jamesey?!", it said, in a rather annoying, cutesey voice. I turned around to see a very skinny blonde girl, who was dressed in extremely sexy clothes. She ran up to James and gave him a huge hug. I watched as James' eyes widened and he hugged her back awkwardly, yet shoved her off quickly.
"C-Cassie?!", he said, his voice rather shocked, as he looked at the girl that stood in front of him. "W-what are you doing here?"
"Photoshoot!", she replied. "Can't you tell? I look sexy, right?", she asked, admiring herself. "I know you've missed me", she added, winking.
At this, I un-wrapped my hand from James' and took a step forward in defense, but James' hand found itself infront on me, holding me back.
He clearned his throat. "Um, actually Cassie, I haven't miss you much..", he admitted, biting his lip.
"Oh, come on", she said, rolling her eyes. She looked at me, and seemed to be studying me pretty hard for a few long seconds before returning her view to James. "Is this your new girlfriend?"
James nodded, and I grinned. "Yep, infact I am.", I said boldly.
"Fawne, relax.", James told me as calmly as he could.
"Who is she anyway?", I snapped back at him. I barely knew this chick and she was already getting on my nerves.
"Cassie, M-my ex..", James said. I blinked up at him and crossed my arms, staring at Cassie with a cold look. James wrapped his hand back in mine again trying to calm me down. I held on tightly.
"Ex?", Cassie laughed. "Oh James, it doesn't have to be like that. I mean, come on. It's obvious you've missed me. Just look at who you're dating! The poor girl can't even dress right. Hun, is that a Kings shirt? Since when do girls like sports? She's not even wearing make up! James, please, desperation is showing all over you. "
"Alright that's it. You've got guts you know, picking on a girl into hockey. I'm gonna punch all that fricking make-up into your face!", I threatened, starting to run towards her, but James's strong arms held me back.
"Fawne!", he shouted, forcing me to face to him.
"I'm not just going to stand here and let her insult me!", I shouted back at him.
"Honey, you're an insult to yourself.", Cassie said.
"OH, YOU WANNA GO THERE?!", I screamed, going back at her but James pushed me up against the wall this time, to hold me back.
"James, let go of me!", I called.
"I don't think so, little lady.", he said.
"I hate your strong arms.", I pouted.
"Not what you told me yesterday.", he smiled.
"This isn't a time to pull jokes.", I said, holding in my laugh but no matter what I couldn't hold back my smile.
"Ah, I know you wanna laugh", he said, directing his attention now back to Cassie.
((Kendall's POV~Written by Jessica))
"I haven't heard from them," I suddenly heard a voice coming from somebody outside the door.
"Well, they better be here soon! They're late as it is!" I heared another voice yell.
That was Gustavo and Logan. Awh, shit.
"I did hear something coming from the closet though," Logan mumbled, his voice getting louder, telling me he was walking over here.
Carlos' nails still were grinding against the door, considering I was teasing him by holding still. "Carlos, stop!" I whispered, as quietly as I possibly could.
"See? I hear something like, clawing, at the door." Logan told Gustavo, who also walked over. You could tell by the large foot step noises, that he was walking.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Gustavo knocked on the door rather roughly, making the door shake us both. "Hello?!" he called. "If anyone's in there, you better come out, now!"
Just then, the jiggle of the door handle happened. Next thing we knew, Carlos and I were out in the open, not present in the closet anymore. They opened the door, and we fell out, with me still inside Carlos.
I glanced up at the two of them, their faces white; all the color was drained. Like they had saw a ghost.
"Just go get dressed and be in the booth in five minutes," Gustavo mumbled, quickly walking away from the situation.
My face grew even hotter as I looked at Logan. His eyes were burning, his face twisted. "Fuck you," he growled at both of us, and stormed off in the direction of the recording booth, like Gustavo asked us too.
I slowly pulled out of Carlos, and stood up. I looked down at him, watching him still hide his face, clearly embarressed. "They left, Carlos. Let's get our clothes back on,"
"O-okay."
((Fawne's POV~Written by Wolfie))
"James, come on, stop flirting with her and come back to me", Cassie said, walking up to James and stroking his cheek lightly. I tensed up again, but James held me back. I sighed and James shoved Cassie's hand away.
"Cassie, i'm going to have to ask you to leave", James said sternly.
"But baby, we were only getting started~", she said very sweetly, coming back and pressing her body up against James'.
"Get the hell away from him", I shouted at her. There wasn't any use trying to escape from James' hold anymore.
James pushed Cassie away, and this time talked to her more sternly. "Cassie, i'm not interested in you anymore."
"No, but I am.", she said again, this time keeping her distance.
James looked at me and released me from against the wall, yet held my hand to prevent me from running towards Cassie. Pretty smart if you ask me, because I might have done just that.
"Cassie, we're leaving", James announced, beginning to lead us down the hallway.
"I know you miss me James. And just know you'll come back to me soon."
James stopped in his tracks, and turned around to face Cassie, a wicked smile on his face. "Actually", he began. "I'm quite satisfied with my current girlfriend.", he said, before pulling me into him and crashing his lips into mine.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down closer, brining my leg up, all because I knew Cassie was watching. I grinned in victory at the sound of her strutting down the hallway in disgust, her heels clicking with each furious step.
We ended up making out against the wall, James' tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, but of course Gustavo had to interrupt us.
"Oh please, don't tell me you guys are planning to have sex in my studio as well", he said, in his usual grumpy tone.
James and I pulled away suddenly, and I watched as James' face turned a bright red. I'm sure mine did to.
"Now, now, Gustavo. Why would we have sex against a wall?", James laughed. "Isn't that what we have showers for?", he said, winking at me. "Or beds, at the least."
Gustavo blinked and stood there for a few seconds. I laughed both at this and James' comment. "Um, right.", Gustavo said awkwardly. "Lets just say I hope you can sing as well as you can have sex."
"Fawne will be the judge of that", James declared, smiling as he led me to follow Gustavo down the hallway.
"James, I really don't have time to hear about your sex life. I've had enough for one day", Gustavo said.
"It's actually very interesting", James went on. I wanted to say something, but right now I was too busy trying to contain both my laughter and the amount of redness smearing on my face. "And what do you mean 'enough for one day'?", James repeated what Gustavo said. "I haven't even told you about last night!"
"James, I think that's enough", I laughed.
"Hey, I can detail it if you want,", he smiled back.
"One more sexual comment out of either of you and I will 'detail' what happened earlier between Kendall and Carlos", Gustavo threatened.
"Penis", James said very quietly.
I burst out laughing. "James, shut up, please!"
Gustavo stopped in his tracks. "Yes. It did involve that.", Gustavo said, obviously trying to live up to his threat.
"What?", James laughed. "Did Kendall and Carlos have sex or something?", he joked.
"Oh my god James", I laughed.
"Yes. In a closet", Gustavo said, keeping his voice straight, as he started walking down the hallway again.
James and I stayed silent for a while. I didn't know what to say to that, and I wasn't sure if James was just too busy trying to think of a dirty comment to say anything. I mean, we certainly didn't expect that at all.
Finally, after a few more seconds, James spoke. "Well I have to give them credit", he said, that grin on his face again. "That would force them to be closer together."
"James, get in the damn booth", Gustavo ordered, ignoring his comment, and directed James into the booth once we had reached the room. I took a seat on a chair as James started messing around with the microphone. Gustavo left to fetch the other boys.
"Sex. Sex. Sex. Testing.", James spoke into the microphone.
"Ohmygod", I laughed, face-palming myself as James burst out laughing.
"Is James horny again?", Kendall laughed, walking into the booth with Carlos and Logan behind him. His laugh seemed shaken though, and Carlos looked more terrified than anything. Logan looked angry as hell.
"Not for you", James shot back, looking at Kendall.
"Damn.", Kendall winced. "Rude."
Kendall laughed, but there was something about the laugh that said he really wasn't amused. He seemed nervous. I wonder if it had anything to do with what Gustavo had said earlier about him and Carlos. Maybe that's why Logan seemed pissed off, too.
The boys sang "Epic" again, but despite their inner feelings they all sang exceptionally well and the song was finalized. Gustavo gave the boys permission to leave the booth. and almost instantly Carlos charged out.
"Carlos!", Kendall called, racing after him.
((Kendall's POV~Written by Wolfie))
"Carlos!", I called, chasing down Carlos as he raced out of the booth and out the room. He headed for the exit door of Rocque Records.
Finally, I caught up to him, and stopped him from running any farther, "C-Carlos, what are you doing?", I asked. I held Carlos' chin up with my thumb, revealing tears stained on his face. 'W-whats wrong?"
Carlos looked down again, and sighed. "Kendall...", he said quietly.
"I-I'm here", I said, holding back my own tears that threatened to fall at the sight of Carlos crying.
"I can't stay here anymore", he whispered.
I held onto Carlos in shock. "W-what do you mean?"
"Kendall, i'm leaving."
"Leaving where?"
Carlos wiped a tear from his face. "Leaving all this!", he suddenly exploded out. He looked behind me, and saw James, Fawne, Logan, and Gustavo watching from a distance. All their faces were rounded in shock and sadness-except for Logan's, whose face was smiling with victory. "Him!", Carlos cried, pointing at Logan. "Kendall, I can't take him anymore. I'm done with it. A-and I need some time to myself. Just to be alone. So i'm going back to Minnesota."
Everyone gasped, and a tear rolled quickly down my face as I grabbed Carlos and wrapped him in my hands. "C-Carlos, y-you can't leave m-me", I cried.
"Kendall, I have to", he insisted, hugging Kendall back before pulling away and kissing me gently on the lips. I kissed him back with equal passion, and frowned a bit when he seperated the bond, knowing this might be our last kiss. "I'll be back, Kendall.", he said quietly. "I-I promise."
I sighed. "How long will you be gone?"
Carlos shook his head. "I-I don't know."
I embraced Carlos in another hug, and for a long time we just stood there, enjoying each other. "I just can't keep up with this anymore", he cried, his tears falling onto my shoulder.
"I-its okay, Carlos", I told him, truth or not.
"I really love you Kendall", he said again, his grasp tightening,
"I love you a lot, too.", I said back to him, tears rolling down my cheeks with every second that passed.
After a long while, Carlos slowly let go of me. Without a word, he began to slowly walk to the door. He approached it. Here I am, watching the love of my life walk away from me and I all I could do was cry.
"Have fun!", Logan called, smirking.
"Shut the fuck up, Logan", I spat at him, turning around. "Don't you see? This is all you're fucking fault!", I cried, moving closer to Logan and shoving him.
Logan only smirked. "Look at the bright side. With him gone, i'll be able to lick those tears right off of you."
I didn't even answer Logan. I was too enraged by him and there was no time to devote my time to him right now. I turned back around, only to find that Carlos was already gone.
I panicked, and didn't even think. I flipped Logan off quickly before bursting through the doors, hoping that Carlos hadn't really left yet. To my luck, he was just getting ready to start his car.
"Carlos!", I shouted.
He looked my direction, and his crying only got worse.
I held onto Carlos' hand through the car window, given he was seated inside."Carlos, before you go, I want you to know that I love you.", I cried.
He looked down. "I know you do. And I love you too. But Kendall, please..", he said, addressing to my hand.
H-he wanted me to let go.
I blinked, releasing more tears, and stared at our interwined hands for a long while before slowly letting go.
I stepped back, and slowly, Carlos pulled out.
I watched with my tear-stained, blurry vision as Carlos drove down the road, leaving not only Logan, but me and everything we could of shared.
((Fawne's POV~Written by Wolfie))
The drive home ws quiet. James and I sat in the front of our car, with Logan and Kendall in their own rides. Kendall was absolutely devastated, and Logan couldn't be more happier.
I was just torn about Kendall, and disgusted with Logan. I sighed, looking out the window. I didn't want to think about it right now. But I couldn't just let it be.
"James", I said.
"Yes?"
"Can you drop me off at the store here? I'll walk back to the PalmWoods later. I just want to pick up something."
James nodded, and within minutes I was going about the store, looking for two things.
First, some chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. I knew how depressed Kendall was going to be, and thought this might come in handy. Plus, I know how much he likes cookie dough and I want hm to know that although Carlos might be gone, i'm not.
Next, I decided to buy James some flowers. I wanted him to know that we were still going strong.
It wasn't long after I picked out the flowers and ice cream that I was on my way to the PalmWoods.
In only took about ten minutes, for the store was nearby, and soon enough I was up on the second floor, looking around for 2J.
I turned the corner, and what I saw before me instantly caused me to stand there in shock.
There was James, up against the wall, kissing someone else.
"Mmm James", the girl moaned, clearly enjoying the kiss,
I watched as James turned his head to the side and opened his eyes, only for them to grow wider in shock at the sight of me. "F-Fawne!", he stuttered, instantly shoving the girl off of him and facing me.
It didn't take long for me to realize it was Cassie.
"I-I can explain", James said quickly.
"So can I", Cassie smiled, stepping in. "It's called 'real love' hun, something you and James never had. But we, we have it."
"Cassie, shut the fuck up!", James yelled, pushing her out of the way and coming face-to-face with me.
"Fawne, I promise, i-its not what it looks like.", he stuttered.
I shook my head and felt a tear roll down my cheek. "Really James? Because it looks like you were kissing your ex-girlfriend."
"Fawne no, it wasn't that-"
"Just be quiet, James.", I said. I sighed, and looked up at him, dropping the flowers and handing him the ice cream. "Give that to Kendall.", I said, starting to walk away.
"F-Fawne, please, let me explain!", he begged, following me. I stopped and looked at him. His face was a reflection of mine- red and covered in tears. Except I didn't even know if those tears meant anything.
I sighed and crossed my arms. "This relationship started with us saying nothing at all.", I began. "And that's exactly how I want it to end."
"Fawne..", James begged. "P-please, d-don't do this.."
I didn't say anything or turn back, leaving James in his own tears and obviously, the real girl he wanted to be with.
"F-Fawne...I love y-you. D-don't go..", was the last thing I heard him say as I pressed the button on the elevator and made my way back home.
((James' POV~Written by Jessica))
(8 Month's Later)
I sat there at the kitchen counter, not moving an inch all day. Staring off into space was starting to become a hobby of mine. I've been a complete mess sense Fawne left me. I act this way with any usual break up, but it's worse. This relationship ended, and I didn't know what to do with myself anymore. My days consisted of sleeping, and staring off into space. I wouldn't go to the studio, I couldn't find my voice to sing the vocals for BTR's 3rd Album.
I leaned forward, and crossed my arms on top of the counter. Later, my head followed, and rested on top of my arms. "Dude, you need to go outside, get a tan," Logan told me, as he sat on the couch watching the evening news. "don't let this get you down. Where's the old James, we used to know and love?"
"That was the happy me," I stated. Woah, was that me? I don't think I've talked sense she left.
"And you need to still be happy, man. She wouldn't want you to be like this."
"You make is sound like she's dead," I shot back, now facing him. "plus, she does want me to be like this. When a girl catches you doing something with another, they don't wish bad things, but they don't wish you well either. It's like she could care less about how I feel at the moment."
Logan opened his mouth, then closed it again. He knew I was right, so there was no point in arguing with me over the subject any longer.
"Why don't you go see her?" A voice said, coming out of his bedroom. "Talking things over with her might make things better. She still loves you James, she told me she always has, and always will."
Kendall always knew what to say. Even in his own state of greif, he knew how to give the best advice. "A-are you sure that'll work? What if she rejects me?"
"I don't know," he shrugged. "but, at least you'll give your relationship with her another try. And, who knows? Maybe you'll get back together."
I stood up from the stool I was sitting on, and hugged Kendall. "Thanks, Kendall."
He hugged me back. "Always here for you." he laughed. "Oh, and James, I'd take a shower before you go over there."
"Right," I mumbled, running off towards the bathroom, to take a nice long, hot shower.
~*~
"Rain, rain, go away, cloud on my head every single day." I sang, watching the rain fall heavily down on my windshield. The rain from the storm, was hitting us pretty hard. I could barely make out anything out the front window. I squinted my eyes, searching for Fawne's house number. I knew I was on her street, you couldn't ever miss the sign.
I mean, it's like the Hollywood sign.
I finally approached the numbers I was searching for, and pulled in the driveway. I parked my car, and debated wiether or not to get out and confront her, and get poured on by the rain, or go back home, and snuggle up in a nice dry blanket.
I forced those thoughts away, and made my way out of my car. The rain immediatly soaked my clothing, ruining my leather jacket, and seeping through my shoes. I walked to the door, my body shaking. I wasn't quite sure if it was from the rain soaking me, and making me cold, or because the girl I fell in love with is just behind that door, and I'm walking up to her house, and I'm freaking out.
Finally, I swallowed my pride, as I reached up, and knocked on Fawne's front door gently. A few seconds later, that beautiful face I came to know and love opened the door.
"J-James?"