After what seemed like an eternity, I finally stood up and went looking in the mirror, what I saw wasn't surprising anymore.

Bloodshot eyes, pale skin, dull hair, thin limbs. Somebody would have to be blind not to notice that I was definitely not okay.

But unfortunately Kendall didn't. How couldn't he notice how sick I've gotten? How couldn't he see how miserable I am without him? How did he easily let go of me? How couldn't he even try to talk to me about the break up? Does he even care that I broke up with him? Does he even love me?

Of course, he doesn't. I was just too in love to notice that the feeling isn't mutual. Damn you Kendall Knight. Damn you to hell.

I was hit with a sudden burst of anger and slammed my fist into the wall relishing the pain that shot up my arm. I gently and carefully flexed my fingers, but I knew nothing was broken. Nevertheless, my hand and wrist throbbed painfully, but it felt good in a sick and twisted way. It took a little bit of the pain inside my heart away.

After fixing myself and drying my tears, I walked out of the restroom only to be abruptly tackled back inside.

"Hey, what the hell are- K-Kendall?" I stuttered as his green eyes met my hazel ones.

"James, we need to talk." He said calmly.

"No, we don't." I weakly protested as I tried to escape from his grasp but to no avail.

"Yes we do. At least tell me why you broke up with me. What did I do wrong?" He asked in a broken voice as he loosened his hold on me.

"You didn't do anything wrong Kendall. I did." I mumbled as I avoided his sparkling green eyes. The green eyes that I fell in love with. The green eyes that I'm still in love with.

"What do you mean?" He asked and I shrugged.

"Nothing. Just don't blame yourself, okay?"

"God damn it James, you're doing it again. Why? Why can't you talk to me? We're best friends…Or at least we used to be." He whispered-yelled making me flinch in fear.

"I'm sorry Kendall but, it's just that…you'll hate me once you know and I can't have that." I whimpered pathetically because I didn't want him to regret ever befriending or loving a weak person as me. What he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?

"I can't ever hate you James. I told you that I love you. As a matter of fact, I still do."

"You do?" I asked in disbelief. How can he still love me after I broke his heart? Is he fucking mental?

"Of course."

"I love you too." I breathed out.

Before James could say anything else, Kendall reached his hand and cupped his cheek with one hand. He used his other to tenderly grab his waist and pulled the younger boy towards him. Without Hesitation, Kendall leaned down and pressed his lips to James' gently. The brunet reacted and kissed back missing Kendall's lips on his, his smooth, plump lips moved in perfect synchronization against Kendall's. James wrapped his arms around Kendall's neck and pulled him closer.

A few minutes later, they pulled away from each other breathless. "God, I've missed that way too much." Kendall mumbled, giving James one more peck as if to savour the taste of his lips and to make sure that he was kissing James in real life again.

"Now, will you at least tell why you did it?"

"Jett and Dak." I muttered under my breath.

"Those fucking bastards." He hissed with sheer hatred as he probably recalled the day when they ripped off my innocence

"I'm so sorry Kendall, they promised they would stop bullying me if I broke up with you and I was too weak to say no or do anything about it. I'm sorry sorry sorry."

"Shhh, stop it babe I get it now. Stop apologizing. It's not your fault."

"Yes it is."

"No it's mine and I'm going to fix it." Kendall said with a dark smile adorning his features.

AN:I'm glad to see that people are enjoying this story.

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