A/N: Thanks reviewers! You guys are SOO awesome. Especially Sum1Cooler, you leave the awesomest reviews!

Ok, sorry guys, but this chapter is the last.

I know, I know, don't cry.

NO STOP IT YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO CHEER

diss-caaaahhh-LAAAMMEEE-urrrr: I don't own BTR and my fortune cookie told me I never will.

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James and Kendall were on the couch. Kendall was sitting up, watching TV, and James had his head in Kendall's lap.

Logan and Carlos walked in from the pool. When Logan saw them, he threw his hands in the air.

"Really, guys?" he asked, "You can't just keep your hands off eachother for two seconds?" He went into the fridge, continuing to talk as he looked for a drink. "I mean seriously, I have to do everything with just Carlos now, because you two are inseperable, and anytime you're together-" he looked up from the fridge to see that James had sat up, pushed Kendall back some, and traded toungues. James had his hands under Kendall's shirt and Kendall's hands were laced through James's hair. That bastard was the only one who could get away with messing up his hair.

"-that happens," he finished.

"Oh," James said, pulling away, "sorry dude."

"Really, James," Logan began, sitting down on the other side of the couch, "you get around."

James laughed, "yeah, Kendall's the only one I've really stuck with in awhile."

Kendall smirked and raised an eyebrow.

Carlos came and sat down next to Logan. "Yeah," he said, "you really got some game."

"I know," Logan continued, "I mean the other night, you brought that chick home, and then the next morning you're riding Kendall for three hours!"

"Wait, no, I slept with Kendall that night," James said, confused.

"No, you brought home a girl," Carlos said, "I remember."

Kendall laughed loudly, "Yup, you got me!" he threw his hands in the air, "That party was pretty crazy! I vaguely remember trading clothes with some chick, just for the hell of it, so if you see a girl walking around in a plaid shirt, a beanie, and black skinny jeans..."

"Nope," Logan said, "this girl was tan."

"And she had short shorts," Carlos added, "her legs weren't as hairy as Kendall's.

"And she had thin eyebrows..." Logan noted, looking at Kendall.

"Kendall, can I have a word with you, in the bathroom?" James said in a pissed-off voice, before grabbing his hand and dragging him to the bathroom.

"What the fuck are they talking about?" James hissed at him.

"Dunno..." Kendall mumbled.

"Yes you do," James prompted.

Kendall shook his head.

"Did you lie to me to get me to sleep with you?" James asked.

"Hmm... maybe?" Kendall said.

"Kendall! That's low dude."

"You get low," Kendall said in a suggestive voice, coming up reeeaaally close to James's face.

"Dude, NOT gonna work," James said, still irritated, and pushed Kendall away.

"You sure about that?" Kendall asked, biting his lip. He moved over and ground his hips into James's.

"Mhmm..." James replied, even though he didn't look so sure anymore.

"Whatever you say," Kendall mumbled, kissing James's neck.

"Maybe I'll consider forgiving you," James decided, leaning into Kendall and sliding his hands down his back and into his pants.

"Thought so," Kendall grabbed the back of James's neck and kissed him. James pushed Kendall into the wall.

"Maybe a small bathroom wasn't the right place to get mad at you," James breathed.

"Really?" Kendal replied pulling James's shirt off and running his hands down his abs, "I think it worked perfectly."

"Are you guys gonna have cereal again?" a voice asked from the now open doorway.

They whipped their heads around, not surprised by who the question came from.

"CARLOS!"

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A/N: So guys, there it is! The end to my Kames fic! Sorry this chapter was sooo short, I wanted to keep it short sweet (and well kind of dirty but that's beside the point).

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