So, I'm back with a KOGAN story this time! Yay for Kendall and Logan love!

Hope everyone likes it.

No, I don't own Big Time Rush or its members or any of the cast for the series. Just a fan : ) In no way am I intending their real-life sexual orientation. Please remember this is a work of FICTION, as in it would never happen in real life.

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Logan stood at the window in 2J, looking out at the crystal clear blue pool that spread out below the building, some of its tenants lounging in peaceful bliss. His eyes, although he tried not to look, landed on a pair of blondes who were sharing a lounge, even though there were plenty available for them both to have one of their own; but no, they were sharing. His eyes narrowed as he watched them.

The blonde girl was curled up in the blonde guy's lap, his hands resting dangerous close to the waistband of her shorts, almost teasing the edge of them. She giggled and playfully batted his hand away, which he just placed back, even closer to slipping his fingers under her shorts. She just snuggled closer to him, a content smile on her face; he was smiling too, but his eyes looked distant.

Logan let out an annoyed grunt as he watched the two lovebirds. He heard the front door open to the apartment, but his eyes stayed on the couple by the pool. It looked as if the girl was slowly kissing all over the guy's neck; his eyes were closed, lips in a tight line. Logan wasn't sure if he was actually enjoying it or not.

"Logan? Are you okay?" he closed his eyes, fighting another grunt of annoyance. With a forced smile, he turned to face his girlfriend.

"Camille," he said, letting the curtain fall back to cover the window as he walked to her. "What are you doing here?"

"I hope you don't mind that I came on in. I knocked a couple of times, but there was no answer… It was unlocked," she said with an apologetic shrug. "What were you looking at?"

"The pool is beautiful today," he said, waving a hand distractedly at the window. "The way the sun was reflected in it… I can only describe it as captivating." Camille touched her heart at the feeling in his words; Logan often surprised her with the emotion of which he talked about things. He smiled and noticed her outfit; a sundress and flip-flops, a towel over her shoulder. "Were you going to the pool?" he asked, raising a dark brown eyebrow at her. She smiled and nodded.

"Come with me?" He remembered the blonde couple and felt his mood darken. Camille noticed the change and looked worriedly at him. "Logie? Are you okay?" He quickly fought the annoyance that bubbled up and smiled again, eyes as kind as he could make them; Camille didn't look too convinced.

"Yeah. I'm okay. And let me change real quick, then we can go." Her face lit up in a happy smile. He smiled back and made his way quickly to his room, which he shared with James. He had had to change rooms for a certain reason, which he tried to not think about; it sent him into his mood into dark places. Trying to forget how he felt, he slipped on his favorite swim shorts that were a beautiful green (he tried not to think how they perfectly matched someone's eyes) and slipped on a smoke-grey shirt. Grabbing his sandals, sunglasses, and a towel, he came back to the living room, where Camille was looking out the window.

"It is beautiful," she said, not looking at him. "The water." He moved to stand behind her, looking over her shoulder at the water. It was beautiful, but his eyes betrayed him again as they fell onto the two blondes; the girl's arms were secure around the lithe shoulders of the guy, his hands firm on her waist as she straddled his lap. Logan just pulled the curtain shut as Camille turned to face him. "Ready?"

"Ready."

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They walked out hand-in-hand, like any other couple at the Palm Woods. They dropped their towels off before Camille undid the neck-strap on her dress, letting it slip to the ground, exposing a brown bikini that had pink flowers on it. She saw Logan watching her and she smiled.

"It's new. I hope you like it," she said, blushing a bit. He smiled at her and nodded as he slipped on his sunglasses and kicked off his sandals. "Don't you want to come in with me?"

"Maybe in a minute," he said, catching her hand and placing his lips against it in a soft kiss. She giggled again and made her way into the pool. Logan watched her for a minute before stretching out to look across from him; his sunglasses were so darkly tinted that no one could know for sure where he was looking. He saw a pair of unsettling green eyes locked on him, looking almost angry. His facial expression didn't change though; there was no way for the green eyes to know for sure that he was looking back at him. He shifted back to watching Camille, who was floating on an inflatable tube the pool, her pale skin covered in shiny droplets of water. He watched her with a slight smile before he noticed someone join her.

The girl from the blonde couple had joined his girlfriend; which left the guy free to head towards him.

Logan tried to hide his distaste as the tall blonde teen took the lounger next to him. Both guys were silent before the blonde turned his head to stare at him.

"Stop looking at me Kendall," he said quietly, anger under the calm tone of his voice.

"Why?"

"You know why." Kendall shook his head but looked away. Barely moving his lips, he spoke.

"Logie, please talk to me." Logan gritted his teeth; he didn't want Kendall calling him that. Not anymore. Trying to keep his composure, he also spoke through his teeth.

"Stop it Kendall. You did this to yourself." He saw the pain of his words flash through Kendall's green eyes, but he ignored it. Standing up, he stripped off his shirt and, sunglasses still on, slipped into the pool. Leaning in a corner by himself, he closed his eyes.

"Logan," Kendall said in a quiet voice. Logan opened his eyes to see Kendall next to him, head leaning back as the water lapped around him, eyes closed in what looked like peace.

"What do you want?"

"For you to talk to me."

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Please." The pleading in his voice was almost too much for Logan to bear. He briefly glanced at Kendall but shook his head.

"No. You made your choice. There's nothing to say now." Kendall looked extremely hurt, but Logan ignored him and swam to Camille. "I'm not feeling too good; I'm going up to my apartment," he told her, kissing her cheek. She looked concerned but nodded. He smiled at her and made his way out of the pool. Slinging his towel over his shoulders and slipping on his sandals, he headed into the lobby.

He felt eyes on his back, and he was pretty sure they weren't Camille's.

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See you in chapter 2 =]