You're Not Alone: Kendall and Kylie Kole (submitted by kdanielle123)

Using wordpad, so I'm super sorry if anything is spelt wrong or has bad grammar!

WARNING: Bad language!

You're Not Alone...

Kylie POV:

I sighed, sitting on my suitcase. I pushed my brown hair out of my blue-green eyes. My boyfriend, Ethan, was supposed to be picking me up from the airport after my plane landed. I looked around at all the happy couples, arms around each other, smiling, some even kissing. I stood up and picked up my suitcases, moving to an empty seat. I scanned the crowd, looking for Ethan, when my eyes landed on four familiar faces walking towards me.
"No. Freakin'. Way," I said, smiling.
"Kylie? Kylie Kole? THE Kylie Kole who turned JAMES DIAMOND down?" Kendall Knight said. I smiled.
"Oh, it is you guys!" I said, hugging all of them.
"Why are you here?" Logan asked.
"I'm stranded here, because my boyfriend didn't come to pick me up, my Mom and Dad are working, and I was going to wait for my friends to come back so they can take me home," I said. I looked up. Logan, Carlos, and James looked a bit shocked, and Kendall? Well, Kendall's eyes were on FIRE!
"I can't believe that son of a bitch would do that to you!"
"Language!" Carlos shouted. I giggled.
"Sorry, but I still can't believe that little mother...effer would do that to you," he said, sitting down next to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
"Yup. He was supposed to be here three hours ago," I whispered, looking down and blinking tears out of my eyes. I started playing with my heart necklace, and wrapped my coat closer around me, and I remembered my first boyfriend.

Flashback (KendallPOV):

I bet you didn't notice
First time your heart was broken
You called me up and we talked til the morning
And the time that you were stranded
I was there before you landed
He was a no show, I made sure you got home

I sighed, looking at the clock. For some reason, I couldn't get to sleep. I had this feeling that somewhere, someone I loved was being hurt badly. I rolled over, and looked out the window. It was a warm September night, and I hopened my window. The cool night air rushed in, as I inhaled deeply, smelling Minneapolis. I smiled, and got out of bed. I grabbed my DS and walked back to my bed, my 14-year-old legs carrying me as quickly as they could. I started playing my new game, Spiderman: Shattered Dimensions, when my cellphone started ringing.
"Hello?"
"...Kendall?" someone sobbed. I looked at the number.
"Kylie? What's wrong?"
"You were right. Sam was just a big jerk," she cried.
"Oh no, he didn't-"
"He dumped me, Kendork. He crushed my heart and left me to die," she cried. I turned off the console and sat upright.
"Are you okay?"
"Do I sound okay Kenny?" she sobbed.
"I'm sorry,"
"Don't be! It's that douche's fault!"
"What do you need me to do, bumblebee?"
"Can you take me home?"
"Sure. Where are you?"
"Three blocks down from the rink," she mumbled.
"I'll be there ASAP," I said, hanging up. I got out of my PJs and into a t-shirt and shorts. I ran into my Mom's room, and jumped on her bed.
"Mhm?"
"MOM! Kylie needs help! I need you to pick her up and take her home with me!"
"Okay," she said, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. She put on her slippers and went into Katie's room, picking up my baby sister who was fast asleep. She grabbed her car keys and I ran out to the car, jumping up and down. Mom slid Katie into the front seat, and I went behind her.
"Where's Kylie?" Mom said.
"Three blocks down from the rink,"
"Okay, we'll be there in about 15 minutes," she said, driving.

13mins later:

"Where is she?" I shouted.
"Shhhh...Katie's sleeping. We'll find her. I promise," she said. I leaned foward, looking out the windscreen.
"STOP!" I yelled. Mom slammed on the brakes, and I jumped out of the car. I ran down the road, and as I got closer, I saw the silhouette of a small girl sitting on the curb.
"Kylie!"
The girl looked up. I knelt down, and pulled the small brunette into a hug. She cried into my shoulder, and I pulled her closer as Mom drove up. I lifted Kylie to her feet and almost literally dragged her to the car. She sat behind Katie and me behind Mom, still crying into my shoulder. The trip back to her house was silent. We pulled up at the little home and I helped Kylie out.
"I'm sorry Kylie,"
"It's okay Kendall. I'm sorry I was a bit of a jerkface when you picked me up,"
"It's okay. I hope you feel better soon," I said, turning and starting to walk down the path.
"Oh, Kendall?" I turned around.
"Yes?"
She ran up and gave me a hug.
"Thanks," she mumbled, giving me a kiss on the cheek and running back to her house. I walked back to the car, my cheeks bright red. I sat upright in the car when I got a call.

End Of Flashback [Style: at bottom of the page, part 1]

Flashback (Kylie's POV)

I've been right there (right there)
For every minute
This time, it's no different
Whatever happens you should know

Once again. I was the new girl. At age eight, it was a tough time. I sat on the edge of the concrete playground, holding my apple. I looked as lots of kids ran around, playing tag, foursquare, doing double dutch, roller hockey, duck, duck, goo-
"LOOK OUT!" Someone shouted as I got knocked over. I looked at my grazed knuckles, and sighed.
"Sorry, new girl!" I stared at the person who knocked me over. A blond boy got up, nearly trampling me with his rollerblades. He was wearing an oversized (on him) green Minnesota Wild jersey, navy/black pants and a gray beanie. I shifted away, still scared.
"Are you 'kay?"
I nodded.
"So...you're the silent type, huh? Well what's your name?"
I made a K with my fingers, followed by a Y, an L, an I, and an E.
"Kylie?" I nodded.
"Well, Kylie, I'm Kendall. Would you like to come and meet my friends?" I sighed, and got up.
"Sure," I muttered. Personally, I didn't want to meet this hockey-player's friends. I was looking as my scraped knees when the blond boy tapped me on the shoulder.
"Kylie? This is James, Carlos, and Logan," he said, pointing at three other boys who were also inb hockey gear. I smiled, and gave a small wave. The three boys rolled their eyes as James and Carlos picked me up by the arms, and Logan held my legs. I squealed in protest, as the three boys walked over to the other side of the playground and dropped me, stomach-first. I felt my chin hit the ground with a thud, and started crying. I was unaware that someone was sitting next to me until they spoke.
"I'm sorry," they mumbled. I sat up. The blond boy was sitting next to me, staring at me. I backed away.
"No! I won't hurt you. I'm sorry because my friends are still too immature to realize that girls don't have cooties," he said. I wiped my eyes and sniffed. The next thing I knew, Kendall had wrapped his arms around me in a hug.
"I'm sorry," he said, kissing me on the cheek. I mumbled a thanks and hugged him back. Somehow, I knew that this boy was special to me. I just didn't know how much yet...

End Of Flashback [Style, bottom of page, part 2]

Cause you're not alone, girl
Look over your shoulder
You don't have to wonder
Cause you know, you know, you know
You're not alone, girl
I'll be there to hold you
I'll stay til it's over
And you know, you know, you know
That you're not alone
That you're not alone

Flashback:

I giggled as I ran into the woods. The boys and I were playing our weekly game of hide-and-go seek, which we played ever since I was 10. I ran further into the forest, glad I was part of the under-16's track team, and realized it was becoming dark quickly. I turned back the way I'd come from, but after about what seemed like forever, realization sunk in. I was lost. I knelt at the bottom of a big tree as it night fell. I felt for my phone in my pocket. Then I remembered. It was charging on my bedside table at home. I mentally cursed at myself, and shrunk closer to the tree, hugging my bare arms. It was getting colder, and I was only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I started crying, as I wondered what animals there might be in these woods, and if Kendall and the others would ever find me. I lay down, curling myself up against the tree, and shuddered, both with cold and fear. I must've fallen asleep, because I was woken up by frantic yelling. I saw flashlights shining through the trees, and started yelling back.
"Kylie!" Someone yelled as the light shone on my face. As they came closer, I shrunk, freezing to death.
"Kyles?" they asked, wrapping a blanket around my shoulders. They scooped their arms under my legs and around my back, hoisting me up so I was pressed into their chest. I smelt cinnamon rolls, and smiled.
"Thanks for finding me Kenny," I mumbled. He kissed my eyelids.
"Of course I was trying to find you! I couldn't let my best girl friend die of hypothermia!" he said. I smiled weakly, my lips frozen. We came to a clearing, and he pointed his flashlight around, and then mumbled something I couldn't hear.
"What'd you say?" I asked.
"I think I'm lost," he replied. He put my feet on the ground, and I wrapped some of the blanket around his shoulders too. We sat in the clearing, the blanket wrapped around us. We lay under it, on the cold grass, looking up at the stars. He rested his head on his elbow as he looked at me. I watched him, and we both smiled. He leaned down, and for a second, the world stopped spinning. His lips pressed to mine, maybe as a sign of love, maybe just in an attempt to warm them up. We pulled away, and he wrapped his arm around me as I snuggled into his chest, glad that he'd taken my first kiss.

End of Flashback (Style at bottom of page, part 3)

All the days that you were stressed out
Feeling like pulling your hair out
They were all missing but I was here listening

Flashback:

I groaned in anger.
"What's wrong?" Kendall asked. We were in his bedroom, working on algebra. This was the one part of maths I didn't get.
"How am I supposed to know what equals?" I asked, throwing my textbook across the room. It hit the wall, and I lay back on his bed, smacking my hands on my face. I felt the bed sink under his weight as he moved next to me. He gently tapped his fingers on mine.
"I'm not sure, but how am I supposed to know what 10g +g - 3g + 5g equals," he said. I shrugged. I smiled as I felt his hand lift up my tank top. I felt his lips touch my belly button, and before I could understand what was happening, he was blowing raspberries on my stomach. I squealed, and squirmed, but his hands were keeping me down. I smacked him on the back of his head, making him get up. I rolled over, and giggled. His hands were trapped under my stomach. That's when I felt the bed shift, and he was sitting on the small of my back, trying to pull his hands out from underneath me. I smiled. He pulled and tugged at his hands, until finally, I rolled back over, and landed on his front. We both started laughing uncontrollably, and the door opened.
"Will you two lovebirds cut it out?" Katie said, before shutting the door again. We laughed and stopped, and laughed and stopped, before I felt his lips on mine. I looked into his eyes, and I could see he was just as shocked as I was. I smiled, and kissed him back. He smiled, and that's when Katie opened the door again...

End Of Flashback (Style, Part 4)

You gotta believe in me
Even if you can't see me there
I'll catch you when you fall

Flashback:

It was drama class. We'd been split up into partners, and were doing trust exercises. It was the one where you fall back into a partner's arms. However, I'm not very trusting, especially with one of the school's most popular girls, and my worst enemy paired up with me.
"Hurry up, or don't you trust me?" Sascha asked. Sascha Jackson twirled her dark hair around her finger, her fingers tapping on a sparkly diamante covered phone. I looked across the room at Kendall, who was trustingly (A/N: Is that a word?) falling back into James' arms. Sascha followed my gaze.
"Oh, so you want your boyfriend to catch you, instead of moi?"
"He's not my boyfriend"
"What was that?"
"He's not my boyfriend," I said, a bit louder.
"Speak up dear, you're mumbling," she said, smirking. I knew I had to say it, otherwise she'd make my life even more miserable.
"He's not my boyfriend!" I shouted. The whole room stopped. I felt everyone's eyes on mine. I looked at Kendall, his eyes full of sadness, hurt, and anger. I felt tears threaten to fall, so I ran out of the room, and ran down to mine and Kendall's hiding spot. I ran inside the library, and went up to the second floor. I ran to our secret study room, and balled my eyes out. I heard a small tapping on the door, and looked up.
"Come in," I mumbled. The door opened, and a figure stepped in, clouded by my teary eyes.
"Ky?"
"Kenny?"
"You okay?" I shook my head. He shut the door, and sat next to me. He held his arms out, and I leaned closer to him. I sniffed, and I smelled three different scents. His deoderant, cinnamon rolls, and him. His unique smell that was sweet, yet bitter. Salty, yet sugary. Baking, yet...it smelled like pizza. I sobbed, as he pulled me onto his lap. I buried my face in his chest, and he wrapped his arms around me, pressing his nose to the top of my head. We sat there, snuggling, while my sobs died down. Evenutually, they stopped altogether. I sat up in his lap, and wiped my eyes.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Sascha Jackson happened. She caught me looking at you and well, demanded to know if I wanted my boyfriend to catch me instead of her. So, I had to tell he you weren't my boyfriend, because you're not," I said. I kissed him gently on his chin, making him smile. I smiled back, and he kissed my nose. This was the kind of thing we did. Ever since that day eight years ago, we exchanged kisses, but not proper ones. He kissed my forehead, I kissed his cheek. He kissed my nose, I kissed his chin. It was our way of making sure our friendship was still there. He pulled my green jacket around my shoulders, as I fixed his plaid shirt. We exited the room, hand-in-hand, and goofing off.

End of Flashback (Style Part 5)

I'll be here for you no matter what
Comes around the corner
Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
As long as I am breathing
You won't have to worry no more

Flashback:
Kylie and I walked along the path. We'd been on a "just-friends" date. We were walking back from the ice-rink, when she slipped on the ice, landing on her butt. I started laughing, while she did the opposite. When I saw a tear slip out of her eye, I stopped laughing and helped her up. We ended up slipping the whole way home. At home, she changed into her pajamas, and put on her fuzzy white slippers. We played video games for a while, before she got a call. She went to the bathroom to take it, and I paused the game. I went to the kitchen and grabbed an apple, before hearing a cry from the bathroom. I knocked on the door. The short brunette opened it and collapsed into my arms. I pulled her into my bedroom and sat her down on the bed. I shushed away her loud sobs, and rocked her back and forth.
"What's wrong?" I mumbled into her hair.
"My puppy, Nippy, got hit by a car..." she sobbed. I held her closer, and she snuggled into my neck.
"I can take you home if you w-"
"No! I want to stay here, with you," She said, squeezing off my air supply. I loosened her grip, and took deep breaths. She looked up at me.
"Kendall?"
"Yes, Kylie?"
"I love you,"
"I love you too,"

E.O.F. (Part 6)

Cause you're not alone, girl
Look over your shoulder
You don't have to wonder
Cause you know, you know

Cause you're not alone, girl
Look over your shoulder
You don't have to wonder
Cause you know, you know, you know
You're not alone, girl
I'll be there to hold you
I'll stay til it's over
And you know, you know, you know
That you're not alone
That you're not alone
That you're not alone
That you're not alone

I turned around, and saw the familiar face of Ethan. I jumped up and ran into his arms, crying. He held me close, and I sobbed. That's when I did what I couldn't imagine. I broke up with him. My brain couldn't register what I said exactly, but I remember the look of pain, sadness, and anger on his face as he turned around, and the trickling of tears dripping down my cheek. I watched him disappear into the crowd, as I turned and ran towards the boys. I jumped, wrapping my legs around Kendall's waist, and kissed him. As I pulled away, a mix of shock and surprise was on his face.
"What was that?" he asked.
" I just realized I love you, Kendall Donald Knight," I said, as he smiled and brushed his lips against mine again.

...

Hey! Look, I know it probably sucked, but I'm sorry! It took me so long to write this! ...I failed youkdanielle123...

Style:

Part 1:
Kylie: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43931626
Kendall: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43931697

Part 2:
Kylie: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43931818
Kendall: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43931918

Part 3:
Kylie: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43954633
Kendall: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43954844

Part 4:
Kylie:(polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43985799
Kendall: (zimbio) .com/photos/Kendall+Schmidt/City+Hope+Honors+She lli+Irving+Azoff+2011/Vl-tKlTKDuQ

Part 5:
Kylie: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=43969489
Kendall: btrnl .blogspot. co. nz/2 011/01 /kend (scroll down)

Part 6:
Kylie: (polyvore) .com/cgi/set?id=44768683
Kendall: (polyvore) .com/kendall_schmidt_tumblr/thing?id=29079667 (and jeans)