A/N: Hello again everyone! We've made it to the last chapter of this story!

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I know we agreed to take some time apart, but I had to let you know I miss you already. It's only been six hours. How screwed up is that? Think of me when you when you dream. -Kendall

Xxx

Your laugh is my favorite thing about you. - Kendall

XxX

For the record, your dick and ass are tied for second place. - Kendall

XxX

You looked smokin' hot in my t-shirt this morning. - Kendall

XxX

I was thinking about you last night. It wasn't even in a pervy way either (I'll save that story for another note).

It was that time your parents were out of town and we had the whole house to ourselves. It was the first time that had happened since we'd started sneaking around together.

I was thinking of the joy on your face, the weight that was lifted off your shoulders, the happiness that shined out of you. Man, I miss those simpler times.

But just know, I'm here for the tough ones too. Hell, I'll hold on even tighter through those.

I miss you.

-Kendall

XxX

I finally started watching The Office. There goes my weekend. -Kendall

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No, seriously. I've been watching for sixteen hours straight. Netflix probably thinks I'm a robot or some shit. -Kendall

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You had a piece of cheese stuck on your chin all throughout dinner tonight. You're welcome for not telling you sooner. -Kendall

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Remember the other day when I said I might be a robot? Well, I just had an ad pop up on my Facebook for a website called robotsneedlovetoo. What in the actual fuck? -Kendall

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I heard you that night.

You were alone in OUR room and you thought everyone else was asleep.

I wasn't.

I had gone downstairs to grab a bottle of water and I heard your moans, your cries for release. So, I stood there and listened...with my dick in my hand, pumping along to your harsh breaths.

I knocked my head against the door and I was scared you heard me, so I ran back to my room and finished under the blankets.

It wasn't nearly as satisfying as having your mouth wrapped around me, though. -Kendall

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I'm here for you. Always. -Kendall

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You make me a better person. -Kendall

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Sometimes when I get overwhelmed with life, I think of you. You're my calm. -Kendall

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Did you seriously wear my shirt again? You do realize that the moment the thought of you in my shirt flits through my head, I'm hard, right? It'll be your fault if I'm caught with a boner in class. -Kendall.

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You take my breath away...which I find very rude because I'm asthmatic. -Kendall

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I was lying in bed last night and all I could think about was how much I love you. About how lucky I am just to know you.

When you walked into that classroom in sixth grade with your braces and too-big glasses, I had no idea you were going to change my world, no clue you'd end up being my whole heart.

But you did, and you are.

And I love it so goddamn much.

-Kendall

P.S. You're sitting at the kitchen table as I write this. Stop biting your lip.

XxX

Meet me in the treehouse tonight. I can't take this any longer. -James

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I peek at my phone, noting that another three minutes have ticked by...and I don't have a single text or missed call.

Same as the last twenty minutes.

I don't think Kendall is coming.

Did he get my note? Does he not want to meet?

Maybe he'd grown tired of this back and forth between us, tired of waiting.

Or maybe he just doesn't want to be with me anymore.

It's been over three weeks since that night in our room.

After Kendall made his promises, he kissed me until my lips were numb, until I couldn't tell my fingers from my toes, and then he wrapped his arms around me and held me until we both fell asleep.

He was gone the next morning.

Our interactions have been limited, but not in the same way they were before. This time around we're friendly, flirty even. Our chemistry is back to being palpable.

He's left me a note every single day. Sometimes they're fun, sometimes they're serious, and sometimes they force me to have a little one-on-one time with myself in my room.

Now, I've never really been one for big romantic gestures, and I don't even think the sole motivation behind his notes is about rekindling our relationship, but I can't deny that they've been a deciding factor in why I'm here tonight.

The past three weeks have been some of the longest of my life, and that's boiled down to one thing. Being away from Kendall.

I can't do it anymore. Even when I'm at my lowest, he's still my highest high. I don't see the point in denying myself any longer. I'm ready to give us another shot.

He's the light to my darkness, and I'm tired of fumbling around in the dark not being able to see.

"Son of a bitch!"

The words are faint, but I hear them.

"Fuck this stupid fucking treehouse."

I listen as the boards nailed to the tree begin to rattle with Kendall's weight.

"Almost got me shot by a damn BB gun. Meet me at the treehouse, he says. Private-fucking-property is what I say. I had to run from a goddamn Chaweewee."

I try hard to hold back my laughter. I guess I forgot to mention to him that I spoke with the new owner and he was completely okay with me using it...just maybe not this late at night.

He grumbles and mutters something I can't decipher. "He's so damn lucky I love him. Better get at least three kisses for this shit."

With a final grunt, he pulls himself through the hole in the floor.

He's facing the opposite direction and doesn't know I'm here.

"Chihuahua."

Kendall lets out a surprised gasp and twists my way, glaring. "What?"

Laughing, I say, "They're called Chihuahuas, not Chaweewees."

He places his hands on the floorboards and hauls himself the rest of the way in. Standing, he brushes his palms off on the thighs of his jeans and mutters, "Same difference."

Having him so close makes the nerves begin to churn in my stomach.

"Hey." He says, smiling my way.

"Hey." I say in response as he takes a few steps closer, nonchalant about the whole thing. When he gets about two feet from me, he stops and shoves his hands into his pockets.

He doesn't speak.

Neither do I.

Instead, I close the distance between us. I reach out and pull him snug against me. A grin lines his lips as I lean in and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"One." I whisper.

I place another in the opposite corner.

"Two."

And finally, I lay my lips against his, relishing the sharp inhale he takes before meeting my kiss with equal passion.

The kiss is soft and hard and fast and slow all at once. His hands grip my waist, bringing me closer as I slide my fingers into his hair and hold him tightly against me, our mouths working overtime.

We kiss for forever...or for a few minutes. Either way, I don't want it to stop, but breathing is a necessity.

I pull back, my lips gliding over his in the softest of touches.

"Three." I murmur.

I can feel his smile against my mouth and return it with one of my own.

"I've missed you." He says.

"I'm ready." I answer.

He swallows, the sound thunderous in the otherwise quiet space. "Are you sure?"

"I've never been more certain in my entire life, Ken."

"I just...I really want you to be sure. The intention of my notes wasn't to pressure you or anything. I want you to do-"

"Do this for me. I know, and I am. I promise you that."

"And what about…" I can feel him shaking in my grip, and I want to take away his worry. "What about New Year's? Our break? What happens with that?"

"We move on and grow, become stronger than we've ever been. We communicate, because no matter what, we're friends first. We need to have that bond, that bridge. We need to have us while being an us." I say, pressing my forehead to his and closing my eyes before continuing. "I'm probably going to be a pain in the ass half the time. I'll need a little space and time and will have some lows I'll need to work through. I'll need to be reminded that while I have depression, it doesn't define me. It doesn't make me."

"And I'll be there to remind you that you're not alone. No matter how hard you try to push me away, I'm not going anywhere. I see you for more than your mental illness. I see you for you, and I see you as worthy, because I love you."

The tears that have been threatening to fall finally find their way down my cheeks. I don't bother to wipe them away, don't bother to hide them.

"It's going to be hard, probably the hardest thing we've ever done."

"But we're worth it." He promises. "I know we are."

"Then I'm ready to work for it if you are."

"I've never been more ready for anything in my life, Jay."

"I was hoping you'd say that." I give him a quick peck on the lips. "I love you, you know."

I feel his lips turn upward as he whispers, "If you say so."

Done! So Kames is ready to give things another shot! You didn't think I would end this without them working things out, did you? :P

I'd love to hear your thoughts on the chapter and story in general, as well as if you happened to have a favorite part/moment!

Again, I would like to thank everyone for their support! This story was one that I had written in my spare time, not knowing if I would even post it at the time. This story is close to my heart because it was kind of an outlet for me to get out some of my personal thoughts and feelings. So the fact you all enjoyed this means the world to me! I love you all so much! :)

I'm not really sure what's next just yet. But in the meantime, I have a couple on-going stories, so I'll still be around! :P

I can't really say 'until next time' here, so once again, thank you all so much for your support!

-Epically Obsessed