Okay, so there's A LOT of dialogue in this chapter, but I suppose it's needed. Well, I mean it makes sense to me why it's needed. And, I'm trying to not make this as cliché as possible, so we'll see how that goes. Oh, and THANK YOU to all those who reviewed, favorited and put this on the alert thing. It makes me smile! :) Now, on with it.

It had been three days. Three days since what James had dubbed "kissgate." James thought he had become some sort of detective, trying to figure out every angle of what happened.

"Now Logie, did he seem to enjoy this?"

"James," Logan sighed. "Enough. It's over. I'm not going to talk about it anymore. It's obvious I ruined everything we had between us. He won't talk to me."

"Wait, you two haven't talked?"

Logan shook his head and fell back onto his bed. How could I have been so stupid?A shrill ringing broke Logan out of his thoughts. James head was face down towards his phone, his fingers typing away.

"That was Kendall. He asked me to hang out."

"Oh," was all Logan could reply.

"I'll call you when I'm done, see if I can find anything out on why he's being a dick."

Logan sighed and flipped on the TV and hoped for something to be on to take his mind off Kendall. But, nothing would work. He couldn't forget about what had happened. He only hoped Kendall couldn't either.

"Kendall Knight," James shouted as he entered the house. "You better have a damn good reason to why you're not talking to Logan."

He stomped up the stairs towards Kendall's room. After the incident, James felt bad for Logan. But after seeing him in pain for the past few days, he wanted nothing more to punch Kendall square in the face. James reached the bedroom door, pushed it open and found a sight that could break anyone's heart. There Kendall was, hidden under a blanket in the center of his bed. The only light in the room came from the sliver of window not covered by curtains and a small light from underneath the blankets.

"Oh, Kendall," James whispered. He moved to the bed and heard sniffles.

"James, I screwed up." Kendall pulled the blanket over his head. "I really fucked up."

"I heard the story from Logan, now I want to hear it from you."

"I didn't know he was gonna kiss me. How would you react if your best friend did that? James, you know how I felt about him. And then this happens. Alex was the only way for me to forget about Logan. And now, everything's just fucked up."

"Why didn't you tell him then? Don't act like you didn't know how he felt. He was more than obvious."

"Because what if we would have broken up? I would lose him completely. I was going to tell him James, but he was with Stephen or Jon or whatever his name was."

"Really, Kendall? You two are basically inseparable. Both Carlos and I see it. We both want to knock you two upside the head. Have you told Alex?"

Kendall let out a deep sigh. He had only talked to Alex a few times since the whole fiasco went down. In actuality, he hadn't really thought about him.

"No. I can't just walk up to him and be like 'hey, Alex, you know that party I went to? I got drunk and made out with my best friend.' Yeah, that'll go over really well."

"I think you should just break up with him, so it's a win for everyone."

Kendall let out a half-hearted laugh. "You know I really care for him, James."

"But do you love him?" Kendall bit his lip and turned away from James. "Kendall, you can't keep pretending. You can't make yourself fall in love with someone. It just happens."

"Since when does slutty James Diamond know about love?"

"I'm not just a pretty face, asshole. Carlos and I are going to lunch, you wanna come with?"

"I guess. Mom's been trying to get me out of here for a few days, so she'll be happy to see it when she gets home."

An hour later, James and Kendall were sitting at a table at the local pizza place waiting for Carlos. Kendall was beginning to get antsy. He was debating in his head if he should just get up and walk out or yell at James, then walk out.

"James, is he coming? We've been here forever."

"Calm down," James said, eyeing the door. "They'll be here soon."

"They'll be here soon? Who are they, James?"

James' eyes went wide. He gave Kendall a nervous chuckle. "I didn't say they. I said he."

Kendall was about two seconds from reaching across the table and strangling James. But, before he could, he heard Carlos' voice behind him. He turned around and saw Carlos and a shocked Logan, who looked like he'd just seen a ghost.

"Hey guys!" Carlos shouted as he made his way to the table. "Did you order yet?"

Carlos sat down next to James, forcing Logan and Kendall to sit together. The tension in the room could have been cut with a knife. Nobody said anything until the waitress came five minutes later. In the five years they had all been friends, there had never been the awkwardness that there was now.

"So, Kendall," Carlos began. "How have you been? It seems like I haven't seen you since Saturd-ow! What was that for?" He said, turning towards James.

"Um, I've been okay." Kendall fiddled with the bottom of his shirt, it suddenly becoming more interesting than anything else.

"What about you, Logan? OW! What the fuck, James?" Carlos rubbed the back of his head where James had slapped him.

"Carlos, you are the worst right now," James said. "Guys, we just want things to be okay again."

"Why aren't things okay?" Carlos asked. "Oh, is this because of the kiss?"

"CARLOS!" All three of them yelled. All the color from Logan's face was gone.

"I'm gonna go. I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Logan, please don't," Kendall pleaded. Logan didn't want to look at his face, because he knew if anyone could make him stay, it would be Kendall. Logan shook his head and headed for the door. Once he got outside, he reached for his phone and opened a new message.

To Kendall:
We need to talk, meet me at my house later.

Logan got into his car and broke down. He hated feeling this way. Boys weren't supposed to cry over things like this. This was why he never took a risk and went after Kendall. Their friendship was too important to him and now it was ruined. All over a stupid mistake. Even if he ever did feel the same, he's with Alex. I'm always second best to Alex. His phone vibrated in his hand and he blinked back the tears to read it.

From Kendall:
Ok. Logie I'm sorry. I want things back the way they were

Logan stared at the last sentence, I want things back the way they were. Of course. Logan started up his car and pulled out of the restaurant parking lot. When he reached his house, he rushed inside and fell onto the couch. From there, he thought of all the things he was going to say to Kendall. He knew it would be hard, but for his sake and Kendall's, it had to be done.

So, here was chapter two. And next chapter, we will see the Kendall/Logan talk. Annnnd, I know these chapters are kinda short, but if I don't make them short, it'll go on forever because I tend to ramble. (If that's not obvious enough in my author notes. :)) So, lemme know what you think! :)