A/N: Hey! Just up in here, updating THE LAST CHAPTER. Dun dun dun...

~*~*Y'all ready for this?*~*~

"Hey guys," James said weakly, walking into the kitchen. After talking to Logan, he'd just sat in his room, wondering where Kendall was.

"Hey," the other two chimed.

"So... Have you heard anything from Kendall?" James asked. It was around midnight. He was starting to wonder.

"No," Logan shook his head slowly. He knew James really was worried.

"Alright, whatever," James mumbled. As he did, the apartment door opened. In the doorway was Kendall, looking fried. His hair was screwed up all over the place, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he had a hickey on his neck. He was very obviously unhappy, and he appeared sort of... disturbed.

"Kendall," James began, reaching out towards him.

Kendall blinked back tears, not looking at James. Instead he looked pointedly at Logan and Carlos. "I'm going to bed," he informed them. He disappeared into his and James's room.

"What should I..." James trailed off, glancing at the clock.

"Give him some space," Logan advised.

James just nodded. He grabbed a sweatshirt off the couch and pulled it on. He turned and headed out the door, up to the roof.

*~*~Now over to Kendall!~*~*

Kendall opened the door to his and James's bedroom. He ran a hand through his hair and shook his head. It had been a bad night, and he was just so pissed. James was such a drama queen. Of course he had issues. But James of all people should realize that Kendall had issues too, and if he was able to get past them for James, then James should get past his for Kendall. Sighing, Kendall changed into boxers and a t-shirt and went to bed for some much-needed sleep.

~*~*After some deep thoughts with James Diamond...*~*~

James closed the door behind him as quietly as he could. The apartment was silent and dark. He silently kicked off his shoes and pulled off his sweatshirt, leaving him in a wife beater and dark blue jeans. He glanced at the clock. 2 AM. Apparently he'd been on the roof for awhile.

James halfheartedly fixed his hair, taking a deep breath. He crept towards his room. He paused, glancing back at the T.V. He could just stay up and watch some terrible and gory horror movies. The kind where kids' souls get eaten out by ghosts and creepy old women run around killing and eating people. Or he could find some crappy free porn and sit there and jack off to Kendall. Either option would be way easier than what he was about to do, what he had to do.

He wrapped his fingers around the handle of the door, sliding it open silently. In the dark, he could just barely see Kendall's sleeping silhouette. It looked like Kendall was faced towards the wall, his back to James. James almost smiled, watching Kendall sleep for a moment before gently closing the door.

James pulled off his socks and quietly picked up the edge of Kendall's sheets. He noticed Kendall flinch a little, starting to wake up, but he didn't really gain consciousness. James carefully slipped into bed next to him. He wrapped his arms around Kendall's shoulders from behind, settling his head in next to the blonde's so he was breathing down Kendall's neck. He felt Kendall shiver as he awoke.

"James?" Kendall asked. James smirked, glad to hear his name as the first thing out of Kendall's lips.

"I'm here," James whispered, tracing a finger down Kendall's arm.

"No," Kendall said, "we can't do this anymore. I can't believe you-" he started to say, though he didn't move James's arms from around him.

"Sshh," James quieted him, "I'm not here for sex."

"You're not?" Kendall raised his eyebrows. Knowing James, that was quite unlikely.

"I'm here to apologize," James told him, "for being a dick. I just want to explain to you how sorry I am. I know I was killing you. I was so scared, scared of anything real," he took a deep breath, then continued in his whisper, "and you were just a little too real."

Kendall sucked in a breath, "So what do you mean by all that?"

"I mean," James said, gently turning Kendall around to face him, "that I am really, really, terribly sorry, but now I'm ready. I'm ready to actually have, you know, a relationship. With you. If you'll take me," James whispered the last part extra quietly. His nose was touching Kendall's, and they were looking into eachother's eyes. Very gently, James tipped his face down, pulling Kendall into a kiss, only for a moment.

"Oh, James," Kendall mumbled. He put his face on James's chest, hearing his heart beat speed up as he did so.

"And just to prove it to you," James continued whispering, "I promise, no sex tonight. I don't just want that from you. Tonight, we just sleep," he kissed Kendall on the forehead.

Kendall smiled, settling into James a little more.

There was a silence for about a minute, when Kendall spoke.

"So, about that no sex thing..." he began.

"Do I get bonus points for the effort?" James asked with a smile.

"It's the thought that counts," Kendall smirked.

"Excellent," James told him. He pushed Kendall over so he was lying his back and climbed on top of him.

"I missed you," James said, leaning down and kissing Kendall's lips. His lips moved to the side of Kendall's mouth, to his long and angular jawline, until he was biting Kendall's ear. James moved down and sucked on Kendall's neck, licking all the way down to his chest.

"I missed you too," Kendall whispered through his heavy breath. He pushed his hands up into James's shirt, roaming his abs. Kendall quickly pulled the shirt off, tossing it off to the floor. He felt up and down some more, making sure he got a good feel for the washboard abs.

"Wouldn't want to forget these," Kendall mumbled as James kissed him again. Kendall's hands wandered under the waistband of James's jeans, and he struggled to undo them. James kicked them off quickly, left only in his boxers.

"Easier access," Kendall grunted. He reached up to James's shoulders, flipping him over so now James was the one on his back. He started at James's chest and licked his way all the way down his torso, leaving several hickeys on his chest. When he got to the top of his boxers, Kendall grabbed through the fabric, palming James with one hand.

"Kendall," James moaned, lacing his hands into his hair.

Kendall smirked and pulled the boxers down. He opened his mouth, putting James's dick in just a little bit, licking at the tip with a smile. This was way better than opening wide for the dentist. Kendall licked and sucked, moving his head and mouth up and down. He went farther the more he got into it, til James's dick was hitting the back of his throat.

"Uhhhh, Kendall!" James called.

Kendall gently took the incredibly hard dick out of his mouth, moving back up to kiss James.

"You've been bad," James whispered, "You must be punished." His hands were tracing their way down Kendall's sides, towards his boxers. Luckily, Kendall didn't have jeans on.

Kendall's boxers were tossed to the side. James smiled and climbed back on top, holding the back of Kendall's neck. Kendall bent up, arching his back towards James. James pulled Kendall's shirt off and trailed a finger down over his torso. His fingers traced over Kendall's dick, which now stood completely at attention.

Kendall shivered as James smirked. He traced a finger down Kendall's dick one more time.

"You like that?" he growled into Kendall's ear. Kendall shuddered.

James grabbed hold of Kendall's dick, pumping it up and down. He kissed and bit at Kendall's chest, driving Kendall crazy.

"James," Kendall moaned, "James!"

James smiled and kissed Kendall quickly on the lips, still pumping his dick.

"You fucking tease," Kendall groaned. Then, he took James's head in his hands and forced him to look at him. His green eyes were incredibly intese and glazed over with lust.

"James, now," Kendall demanded.

James let go of Kendall's dick and sat up, straddling Kendall.

"Now what?" James batted his eyelashes and winked. He got Kendall to turn over and leaned over him. James lightly rubbed his dick up against the side of Kendall's ass.

"Is that what you want now?" James whispered, his voice deep and low.

"Yes!" Kendall cried out.

"Jesus Knight, I haven't even gone in yet!"

Kendall grabbed the back of James's neck and pulled him down to his eye level, angling his head back and upwards to see better.

"Then. Why. Don't. You," Kendall said in a low hiss. He looked very demanding, persistent, and, well, horny.

"You asked for it," James told him, kissing him quickly before returning to his postion.

James thrust into Kendall, giving very little warning and starting however the hell he felt like it. Kendall cried out beneath him, bucking his hips up at James.

"James!" He screamed, "Oh my GOD James, harder!"

James did as he was told, leaning into it more and more. His hands, securely on Kendall's hips, began to trace and roam their way around Kendall's torso.

"Kendall, I can't, I- I'm gonna," James yelled at the top of his lungs, going into a full orgasm. Kendall writhed under him, rocking his hips more and more, throwing his head back in pleasure.

Both boys took a deep breath as James finally pulled out of Kendall. He fell onto the bed next to him.

"That," James said, giving Kendall a quick kiss on the lips, "was amazing."

"Yes" Kendall agreed, "Amazing." He paused for a minute, then continued, "You know, you just participated in make-up sex, which is such a couples thing."

James kissed the top of Kendall's head. "It's worth it."

They lay together for a moment, still breathing a little heavily.

"Hey," James began, "where were you tonight?"

Kendall blushed, turning bright red, "I- I went to a gay bar. With a fake i.d."

James chuckled. He poked at the one hickey on Kendall's neck that wasn't put there by him. "And who gave you this little thing?"

Kendall shrugged, "I barely remember what the guy looked like," he bit his lip, "none of them even compared to you. They were all older and creepy."

"Well," James said, "I can fix the hickey," he let his lips wander down to the small purple mark, sucking and biting at it himself.

"There," James assured Kendall, satisfied by his work.

The pair lay there and talked until the gradually fell asleep.

*~*~Next morning!~*~*

"We have to do this," James told his boyfriend, putting an arm around him, "We went over this last night."

Kendall gulped and nodded. He knew James was right. He began to sit up, and James tossed him a pair of sweatpants. He pulled them on, as did James with his pair.

"Ready?" James traced circles on Kendall's back as he stood up.

"Hey guys," James said cheerily when they walked out into the kitchen. Mrs Knight and Katie were already out for the day.

"Hey," Logan greeted them, "heard you guys made up last night."

Kendall turned bright red. "Y-y-you heard?" he stammered.

James, on the other hand, was grinning. "Of course they did," he said, "where were you last night?"

"Oh I was there," Kendall assured him with a wink, "you can be sure about that much."

"That was gross," Carlos said, wrinkling his nose up.

"You guys are just jealous," James wrapped and arm around Kendall's waist, "since you two haven't gotten it on yet."

This time, it was the Logan's turn to blush.

"Yeah well," Carlos sneered, trying to have a comeback, "nice hickeys."

"Thanks," James said, "I worked hard on those."

Suddenly, Kendall's eyes widened.

"Shit," he said, "do you think my mom heard?"

Logan laughed, "I'd be more concerned about whether our friends in Minnesota heard."

"Whatever," James shook his head, "we do have something important to tell you."

Kendall took in a deep breath and motioned towards the couch. Logan and Carlos sat, as did James and Kendall across from them.

Kendall rubbed his hands together, looking down. James squeezed his knee and moved closer.

"Guys," Kendall finally began, "it's time for me to tell you the story of my dad."

~*~*Ta da!*~*~

A/N: So, this has been fun to write. Lots of emotions. Anyways, it's over now. Tell me what you thought in the reviews!