A/N: Hello everyone! So, I know I probably shouldn't be starting another story, but since it's summer, I'm hoping to have more time to update and work on my stories! And I'm really excited about this one so I hope you all enjoy and please let me know your thoughts!

Prologue (Part I)

I ran as fast as I could, wanting to get out of the rain as quickly as possible.

It only took me a couple minutes to reach the all too familiar house.

I let out a sigh of relief when I made it onto the porch, which thankfully was covered. I shook as much water off of me as I could before ringing the doorbell. It only took a few seconds for someone to answer the door.

"Hi Ms. Diamond." I said, immediately noticing that she looked a little upset.

"Hello Kendall. Come on in." She said softly while moving to the side.

As soon as I was in she closed the door and left the room, only to come back seconds later with a towel.

"Here you go. I'll make you some tea as well. Don't want you catching a cold." She said as she wrapped the towel around me, giving me a small smile in the process.

It was times like these that I was thankful that we were all so close. We had all grew up together so we spent alot of time at each other's houses. Which just resulted in us getting acquainted with each other's parents.

"Thanks." I replied, glancing up at the all too familiar stairs. "How's he holding up?" I asked worriedly. Judging by the look on her face, I knew that he probably wasn't doing too well, which only made me more worried.

"Well he hasn't really left him room since the incident if that tells you anything." She said, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

I couldn't help but let out a sigh at that, imagining what kind of pain the brunette must be feeling.

"Is it okay if I go talk to him?" I asked hesitantly, knowing that she could be very protective when her son was hurt.

"Of course. If anyone can cheer him up, it's you." She said before walking into the kitchen.

I made my way up the stairs before heading straight for the room that I practically grew up in.

I knocked on the door lightly before opening, my heart clenching at the sight.

There was James, who had silent tears rolling down his face as he stared out the window. His face was practically void of emotion. If it wasn't for the tears, one would probably think that he wasn't feeling anything.

"Hey." I said softly as I made my way over to him.

"Hey. I had a feeling you'd be showing up." He said.

I didn't miss the slight raspiness in his voice, probably from crying so much.

As I got closer to him, I could see that his eyes were bloodshot. His hair, usually perfectly done, was now messy and unkempt.

"Jay…" I sighed as he started to tear up some more. "Come here." I said, taking a seat next to him and pulling him into a comforting hug as he broke down.

"That's right, just let it out." I encouraged him, rubbing comforting circles on his back.

I couldn't help but feel a little bit of anger towards Logan.

He and James had started dating and had stayed together for exactly two years before he suddenly broke up with James out of nowhere.

I knew that Logan probably had a reason for it, but James had shut himself off from pretty much everyone so he never had a chance to explain. And I was too upset with Logan to even bother with hearing what he had to say right now. One thing was clear though, James was definitely taking it harder than Logan was.

I didn't think it was fair for James to have to go through this. It actually pained me to see him like this, my feelings for the brunette only making my anger and pain worse.

I had developed a crush on the James when we were in middle school and it took me years to build up the courage to tell him, but there was one person standing in the way, and that person was Logan.

The two had started dating freshman year of high school, the day that I had planned on telling James how I felt. And even though a small part of me had secretly hoped that the two of them wouldn't work out, I still supported them.

I always pictured that if James and Logan ever broke up, I would be happy to possibly have a chance with him, but looking down at the broken brunette in my arms, I wasn't as happy as I thought I would be.

We stayed like this for a few minutes until James had finally calmed down a little.

"I'm sorry." He said, cleaning himself up a little with the sleeve of his shirt.

I couldn't help but chuckle a little at that.

"What's funny?" He asked, sniffling a little.

"Nothing. Just that you're one of the only people aside from myself that I know that would actually apologize for crying while you're heartbroken." I replied, smiling a little when he let out a soft chuckle.

"Yeah, I guess I'm just not used to being so vulnerable in front of people." He muttered.

It was true. Like me, he was very stubborn when it came to admitting when something was bothering him or accepting help or comfort from others. Instead, he chose to keep things to himself and deal with them in his own.

The only time he ever really broke down was when his parents divorced. It took months to get him back to his usual self, but once we did, he went back to his usual seemingly care-free, independent self.

We sat there in a comfortable silence until I suddenly came up with an idea.

"You wanna watch some movies? Maybe it'll take your mind off things for a while." I asked, to which he just meekly nodded.

I went to get up when he suddenly grabbed my wrist. I turned towards him, giving him a questioning look.

"C-can you stay the night? I just really don't want to be alone right now." He said, stammering a little which I found weird for him but kind cute.

"Of course. I'm not going anywhere." I promised, giving him a reassuring look.

He meekly nodded before letting me go and following me to the living room.

James' mom came into the living room as we set up the movie, bringing me a cup of warm tea as promised, giving me a knowing look in the process, which made me blush a little.

She was one of the few people that knew about my feeling towards James, but as promised, she never told anyone.

After another minute, we had everything set up for a movie night. I sat down on the couch with James taking a seat next to me, laying his head on my shoulder like he did when we were younger. Even though I knew it was an innocent gesture, I couldn't help but smile a little.

I let out an inward sigh as the movie started, occasionally glancing down at James and wondering how Carlos was doing with Logan…

Done! I know I left quite a few questions unanswered, but things will be further explained in the next few chapters and as the story progresses. And you all get to decided how this ends by voting! I already have everything planned out except the end, so you all can vote on if you want this to end with Kames or Jagan! Next chapter will give Logan's side of the story! So what do you all think? Should I continue? And do you want Kames or Jagan to be endgame? Please let me know in a review! Until next time!

-Epically Obsessed