Author's Note: So, this is chapter Nine in Logan's pov. I'm...honestly not too sure what happened in this chapter...and my brain is currently fried from writing a 2,000 word business report for class. =.= And now once I finish updating I must begin my 10-15 page research paper. _ Anyway, I hope you enjoy! :3

Disclaimer: I do not own BTR.

I could still hear James' voice in my head asking me if I'd sleep with Kendall. It had been a…big problem as of late. Three nights ago, after Kendall stood up for me and made sure I didn't have to date Mercedes…well these dreams started happening. These…amazing dreams that had Kendall and I in…well... it was a wet dream. I woke with the most embarrassing hard on and all I could do was thank god Kendall was a heavy and late sleeper. The next night…the same thing happened. It was a different dream…but it had the same subject. Kendall was on top of me…and he was doing the most sinful things with his hips. Last night was the worst. The other two nights I was just hard…last night though…I…climaxed. Thankfully Ms. Knight didn't question why I was doing laundry at 6am…but James did.

"Had a good dream," he smirked as he strolled in, his hair perfect but still in his pajamas.

"Shut up James," I mumbled, blushing and turning away from him.

"Oh you so did! What was it about? Did you finally land Rachel McAdams?" He grinned as he watched my blush deepen. "Oh my gosh!" He grinned wider, looking like a little boy on Christmas, but his eyes held a slight tension I couldn't pinpoint. "It was Kendall! You dreamt about Kendall!"

"Shhhhh," I hissed looking around making sure no one else heard that. "So what if I did," I glared. "I can't control my dreams."

James smirked. "Oh you so want him. What, was it the Mercedes thing with him being your knight in shining armor?" He laughed and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter he and I are not attracted to each other."

"Bullshit." James watched me. "I saw you and him with the dress incident. He wanted you."

"Yeah, when I was dressed as a woman. He wouldn't want me normally and anyway it doesn't matter cause I'm not gay!"

"Just try it. I dare you," James challenged.

"Try what," I snapped.

"Physically flirting with him. You know, pressing against him, being as close as possible, hiding your face in his neck, try it and then tell me he doesn't want you."

I glared at him and nodded. "Fine, and when you see I'm right you have to drop this." I watched him nod before smirking and leaving me to my laundry.

…

The guys had been out in the living room since 10am playing some racing game. It was twelve now and I decided to test out James' theory. I quickly grabbed one of my smaller textbooks and moved out to where they were, sitting next to Kendall making sure I was pressed against him from my feet to my shoulder. I watched silently as he crashed into a wall. That was weird.

I snuggled up to him, leaving the text book in my lap as I leaned my head down on his shoulder and nuzzled into his shoulder. I could feel him tense slightly but he quickly relaxed as he tried to focus on the game. He shot past James and the checkpoint was so close I knew he'd win. I got bored and sat up turning so my back was to him and then laid down, copying Carlos' position and laying my head in Kendall's lap. His entire body tensed and I heard the sound of metal screeching as he hit another wall. James laughed and I opened my book holding it above my head so I could read.

"HA," James grinned as he threw his arms up in victory. "I beat you!"

Kendall sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He hated losing. "You just got lucky," he mumbled.

James grinned. "Oh I know, but that doesn't change anything." He was silent for a moment and I closed my eyes, bringing the book back down and resting my eyes. "It seems the shorties have fallen asleep." There was another pause and I just knew James was smirking. "Don't get too excited or you might interrupt Logan's dreams." I froze, trying my best not to blush at that image.

"Shut up," Kendall growled. There was a long pause then and I wondered what they were doing.

"You know," James finally started. "I think I'll invite Camille over so she can have her way with a sleeping Logan."

My eyes widened and I shot up, almost knocking into Kendall's chin, and stood up. "Don't," I said, staring at James in dread.

"Aw you were faking it," James asked, his voice light. "I wonder if Carlitos is faking too." He poked the smaller boy softly and watched as he sleepily batted his hand away, turning onto his side and hiding his face in James' abs. "Nope, definitely not faking it," James whispered, his voice lower than it had been.

I smiled as I watched James watch Carlos. They were adorable. I don't know what my mom was talking about. James totally loved Carlos. He didn't just lust after him, James would be willing to do anything for the Latin boy, I could tell by the way he stared at him when he knew he wasn't watching.

"You guys make such a cute couple," I chuckled, moving to put my book on the coffee table. "Have you started picking out china together?"

Kendall chuckled and looked at James. A slight blush appeared on the taller boy's cheeks but he just shook his head, laughing as he moved to begin another race.

"You gonna play Logan," he asked, his eyes glued to the screen. I shook my head as I moved back to the room. "Aw, you're not gonna avenge the princess' honor?" Kendall a princess? That just…put weird images in my head.

"I am definitely not the princess," Kendall chuckled looking back at me, smirking at the blush on my cheeks. "Come on Logie, play for my honor?"

The blush grew slightly as I grinned and hurried back to the couch, sitting against him again. I could have sworn I heard his breath hitch slightly but I ignored it. Instead he casually lifted his arm, putting it on the back of the couch and forcing me to slide more against him. Not that I truly minded.

"You're going down James," I said, loving how close I was to the blonde. But that didn't mean I was gay! He was just…comfortable.

"I doubt that," James smirked, eyeing us before moving his focus to the game, careful not to jostle Carlos as he played.

I leaned into him as I played, my body moving the way the car went on the screen. Kendall moved his leg so it pressed more into the side of mine, I glanced at him in confusion before turning back to the game. He yawned and slouched, laying his head on my shoulder. I tensed slightly but relaxed just as fast. Maybe he would stop moving now…and I could stop imagining what this would feel like without all our layers on.

"Logie," he whispered, turning his head so his breath would grazed my exposed neck. "your turbo is built up." I blushed brightly at the implication and looked at the screen feeling stupid. My turbo drive was, in fact, exceeding its limit. It had nothing to do with an erection.

"Hey no fair," James pouted, hiding his smile. "No cheating."

Kendall smiled and leaned closer to me so that his mouth was against my ear and it took all my self control not to drop the controller and moan. "You remember how to do the turbo right?" I shivered as I shook my head, hoping the opening would give him more of an excuse to touch me. "You just," he whispered, turning so that James couldn't see where his hands went, but also pressing himself completely into me, making my eyes roll back slightly before I blinked rapidly to focus on the game. "Press here," he smiled, moving his hand over mine and putting my fingers where they needed to be. "See," he asked, looking at the screen to make sure it worked and then to me.

I smiled as I took the lead spot, the blush still present on my cheeks. I heard James grumbling halfheartedly next to us, but he wasn't really angry. This was perfect, Kendall pressed against me like this, his mouth against my ear, making my heart race. This is what I wanted. Why couldn't he see that? Why couldn't he just drag me off to our room and make me scream his name?

"Now," he whispered against my ear, making me shiver. "You've the lead, so just try not to crash." He smiled.

I nodded, keeping my eyes on the screen but my body turned slightly, leaving myself more open for Kendall to lean into. He took the opening greedily, his arm moving from the back of the couch to drape around my shoulders and hug me, his other hand still on my hand.

I smiled blissfully. He was practically on top of me and I didn't want him to go. Maybe James was right? Maybe Kendall did feel more for me than I thought. I glanced over to him and smiled slightly. His eyes danced in mirth as he watched me. He silently mouthed out 'I told you so' before he beat me in the game.

...

Once the party ended and we were all back at the apartment I told the guys about the date with Camille and Mercedes. It was an insane date that I will never forget. And Camille was definitely kind of cool. I liked dancing with her and I liked that she understood why I tried to keep both dates, even if I didn't really understand. Sure James and Carlos had basically told me I was living the dream having two girls fight over me, but that was a stupid reason to keep both dates.

"I just," Kendall began, clenching his fist. "I don't think you two have enough in common."

"Says the guy dating a girl who doesn't like hockey," Carlos smirked.

My eyes widened like saucers as I stared at him. "Jo doesn't like hockey and you're still dating her?" That was insane! The first time I met him and I said I didn't like hockey he nearly threw a fit insisting I watch it and change my mind or we couldn't be friends. Yes, we were like six and we were dramatic as hell but it was a big deal to him then and I thought it was still a big deal to him now. He must really love Jo more than I thought.

He shrugged, "this isn't about me. Seriously, Logan, what do you and Camille even talk about?" His fist was still clenched and I wondered why he was getting so upset over this.

"Well," I began, furrowing my brow as I tried to think. I couldn't even remember half the stuff she was talking about. Honestly she's just really pretty and fun to hang out with. "We talk about her auditions?"

"So you basically sit there quietly while she rambles on," James asked, raising an eyebrow as he grabbed his lucky comb.

"We haven't had a lot of chances to talk. We're usually really busy," I smiled, blushing at my lack of knowledge.

Kendall sighed and plopped down on the couch. "Well, Logie, if you and your girlfriend don't have any plans tomorrow, will you go to the rink with me?"

James grinned and moved to Carlos. "Since they're going to the rink you wanna go to that water park I told you about? Remember," James asked the shorter boy. Carlos grinned and nodded, running to his room to prepare a bag for tomorrow.

"So," Kendall asked, calling my attention back to him. "What do you say?"

"But aren't you and Jo going to the movies?" I had heard Jo telling Camille about it as they were leaving. I was really happy that Kendall had found someone he liked so much to go see a crappy vampire movie with. Seriously, I knew how much he hated those things and well…if he was doing this for Jo then it was true love. That shouldn't hurt me as much as it does…I should be happy. He belongs with Jo.

"I'll just say we're having a much needed hang out day. She'll understand," he smiled lightly.

I smiled and nodded. "Alright, I'll—," I began before being interrupted by my cell phone. I pulled it out of my pocket and smiled at the caller id it was my mom, which meant she totally missed me. I stood and quickly moved to the room I shared with Kendall to answer in private.

Once the door closed I smiled. "Hey mom."

"Hello Logan," she said, I could hear the smile in her voice. "How is everything there? Are your grades ok? Have you been injured?"

I mentally winced realizing I never told her about the injuries I'd sustained from practices and fangirls. "Yeah everything's great mom! My grades are the highest in the class!" She didn't need to know that I wasn't in advanced classes. They literally didn't have advanced classes at the Palm Woods, so it's not like I was choosing to be lazy.

"That's great! I can't wait to see it all."

My heart stopped. "Excuse me?"

She giggled on the other line. And hearing my mother giggle was never a good sign, it meant she was about to catch someone in a lie. "Your father and I are flying out there and we should be there by tomorrow afternoon. I really cannot wait to see your teachers and the projects you've done."

My heart was on the floor. I was officially dead. As soon as my mother saw the classrooms there was no way I could possibly pull it off as being advanced classes. It just wasn't possible. "That's great mom! I can't wait," I whispered, faking my enthusiasm.

"And remember dear, if you're not in advanced classes then you will be coming back with us to Minnesota. I don't care what that blonde devil friend of yours promises."

"Mom," I sighed. "Kendall's a really great friend and I wish you'd just respect him…"

"I can't help my aversion to him. He ruined the plan I had for you." I could hear my father chastising her in the background. "Anyway," her voice came through again. "I hope you've been good and haven't let that Hollywood lifestyle get to you."

"I've been good I promise," I smiled.

"Good," she smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow hunny!"

"See you tomorrow mom," I smiled as I hung up. The smile stayed in tack for about a minute before it slowly fell. What was I going to do?