Because of Mrs. Knight's speeding, the four got to the hospital in what seemed to be a matter of minutes. Kendall was looking sicker by the minute, so he was quickly admitted and hooked up to all sorts of machines.

Not long after James, Mrs. Knight, and Katie meeting up with Logan and Carlos in the waiting room, the doctor come out.

"Mrs. Knight, did you know that Kendall is severely malnourished? It looks as though he hasn't eaten in months and he has acid erosion on his molars, which is a sign of constant purging. Your son has straight out of the book symptoms of bulimia and anorexia." The doctor stated.

Mrs. Knight started crying, not able to hold back her tears any longer. "Oh my God, how could I have not noticed? I knew he was looking thinner, but I thought it was just because of how exhausted he was from practicing all the time. I can't believe I've let this happen to my son!" Carlos quickly made his way over to Mrs. Knight, giving her a comforting hug, trying to tell her that it wasn't her fault, none of them knew.

James quickly made his way from the waiting room bench over to the doctor, noticeable fear in his eyes. "Will Kendall be okay? Can we go see him?" He asked anxiously. He knew something was up with Kendall, he just didn't think it was as serious as anorexia and bulimia. Why would Kendall even be anorexic or bulimic? James thought he had no reason to feel so insecure about himself. He was a gorgeous guy, he had an amazing body, everyone looked up to him, everyone loved him. It just didn't make sense to the hazel eyed boy.

"Kendall will be fine. But we want to keep him for a few days to monitor him. And yes, you may go see him. But only one person at a time, please. We don't want him to become anymore exhausted than he already is." The doctor replied before walking away.

The boys decided that Mrs. Knight and Katie would go in first. They didn't care if the doctor said one person at a time, they were going in together. Then James would go in, with Carlos following behind him, and lastly Logan.

James quietly made his way over to Kendall's bed, he was looking slightly better. Not as pale. Even though the blond was awake, his friend was afraid to disturb him.

James had so many things to ask him, but he felt it was best to wait until after Kendall was feeling better to harass him with his questions."How are you feeling?" The brunette asked.

His friend sighed. "Better than before…" He replied weakly. James stared into Kendall's emerald green eyes, they looked so empty. Like it wasn't Kendall behind them. Just an empty shell of what Kendall once was. James didn't know what to say after that. The hazel eyed boy made his way over to Kendall's bed and sat down next to him.

"You seriously had me scared there. I thought something was horribly wrong and I was going to lose you or something, I'm not gonna lie." James commented sadly.

Kendall looked down in shame. "I'm sorry, it won't happen again…" "Yes it will. You're going to say that you're getting better and than go home and do it again. You're going to gain so much weight in this fucking hospital that everyone will be disgusted with your new fat frame." There was an awkward silence before James cleared his voice to speak to his friend again.

"Kendall… You do know that you're basically perfect, right?" James started, hoping that randomly blurting out his feelings would make his friend feel better. "I mean - to me at least. I don't understand what would compel you to do this, but.. I love you. You mean the world to me. You, Logan, Carlos, Mrs. Knight, Katie… If I didn't have you guys, I wouldn't be who I am today. And I don't want to lose any of you, nor do I want anything bad happening to any of you. Now, don't ever scare me like this again." James admitted, staring into Kendall's eyes.

"Better prepare to be hurt again, James. I can't stand being fat. I'm going to keep starving myself until I'm perfect. But I promise you'll all love me even more when I am perfect."

"Hey, what was that you told me in the car on the way here? Don't be scared, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." Kendall said with a weak smile on his face, trying to reassure his obviously scared friend. James would have normally been bothered with Kendall, always having to be the strongest one. Trying to hold everything together, even when he was in his weakest state. But at that moment James was just happy to his best friend's beautiful smile.

"Don't use my own words against me, Kenny." James smirked as he rolled his eyes. "I'm going to go and let Carlos and Logan visit, but don't think I wont' be back. I'm not going to take my eye off of you longer than I have to."

"Is that a promise?" Kendall joked with a smirk. James chuckled at the fact that his friend could still make jokes, even when he was in the state that he was, and gave him a wink before hugging him and existing his hospital room. James's feelings felt like a jumbled mess. He was happy that his best friend was getting help, and that he was smiling and making jokes. But he was still so distraught that his friend felt broken enough inside to harm his body in the way that he did.

It had been about a month since Kendall got out of the hospital and he was progressing with every passing day.

"Day 37:

I'm doing better than yesterday. I still have an unhealthy relationship with food, but I'm working on it. Still going to therapy sessions. Finally figured out that I've been so depressed the past year because of the car accident that I got Katie involved in. I mean… That night still haunts me, but I never really thought that it would destroy me the way that it did. Things are also progressing with that straight but not so straight best friend. Every day he tells me that I'm beautiful and that there is nothing to be afraid of. Some days I don't believe him and some days I do, but I know he truly means it. I honestly don't think I'd be making as much progress as I am if it weren't for him. Logan, mom, Katie, and Carlos are helping as well. But not as much as James. Not as much as the perfect, hazel eyed love of my life. Love of my life? Is that accurate to say? Yeah, I'd say that's pretty accurate."

"Kendall, stop sitting in your room and come downstairs to hang out with me. I'm lonely." James jokingly said acting sad in the doorway of Kendall and Logan's shared room. Kendall gave his best friend a smile.

"I'm coming." He stated. James held his hand out waiting for Kendall. The green eyed boy walked over to the tall brunette and grabbed his hand, allowing the taller boy to drag him downstairs. The two made their way down to the living room couch, where Hot Rod was playing on the television. The two sat in blissful silence watching the movie together.

"Kendall?" James asked his friend as the blond put his head in James's lap. He always found it the most comfortable way to lay on the couch.

"Yes, James?" Kendall asked in reply in a sweet voice. James started running his fingers through his friend's soft dirty blond hair.

"I uh…" James started, not sure of what he was actually doing. He had never been nervous to anyone how it felt before, this was new to him.

"Jamie, don't be nervous. I've already told you, you never have to be nervous when you talk to me." Kendall stated matter-of-factly.

James sighed knowing and continued. "I love you."

Kendall looked taken aback for a second. "Well I love you too." The blond replied with a smile.

"No… I mean, I really love you. I can't explain how much I love you. It's almost sickening. And I feel like a complete idiot for telling you -" James was interrupted by his friend. He was nervous that Kendall wasn't going to return his feelings. James was sure that Kendall could hear his heart beat, it felt as though it was going to beat right out of his chest.

"And like I just said James, I love you too." Kendall interrupted James, blushing with a smile on his face. James's cheeked turned the color of a shiny red apple.

"You do?…." James asked nervously.

"Of course. I have for a while. But… I wasn't sure if you felt the same way. I mean, you could honestly have any guy you wanted, so I didn't think you would want plain old Kendall." Kendall replied with a sheepish smile on his face, blushing.

"You aren't just plain old Kendall. You're Kendall Knight, my best friend, a doer not a thinker, famous for his ingenious schemes. I think the world of you. Don't ever call yourself plain old Kendall again." James retorted, slightly angered that his friend would think of himself to poorly.

"Sorry…" Kendall replied quietly, thinking that James was mad at him.

"So, Kendall Knight, will you be mine?" James asked him with a smile.

"Yours and only yours." Kendall replied blushing. James grabbed a hold of Kendall's hand and intertwined his fingers with his best friends.

"James, remember when you always told me not to be afraid?" Kendall asked the beautiful brunette..

He gave a small chuckle and nodded his head slowly, "Of course I remember. Why do you ask?" James, the brunette, asked looking down at the blond in his lap in reply.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm not afraid anymore. I haven't been. Because of you. You saved me." The two boys stared at each other and shared a smile.