"What time is this date of yours supposed to pick you up?" Mom said, driving back home from the dress store.

"Six."

"Ok, I'll call off and be there to do your hair and makeup."

Urg, just hearing the word makeup made me cringe. This must be something big for my mom to take time off from work for me. My whole life she has never cared what I do or where I go. I figured I'd just be nice and let her have her moment.

"Ok, sounds good mom."

We got into the drive way and I notice Travis was home. I hopped out of the car real fast and shoved the dress in my moms hands, so I could run over there to talk to him.

"I'm going to Travis's house, could you put this in my room mom?"

"Ok."

I got to the door and rang the door bell.

His mom answered.

"Hi, Kendall."

"Hi, is Travis here?"

"Ya, he's up in his room." She said and moved out of the door way so I could speed walk towards his door.

I was in a hurry to see him for some reason unknown. Maybe I was just used to him being around all the time and this was the longest he's been gone. I still did want to slap him too.

I got to his door and heard loud music playing before I knocked. Let it Out by Switchfoot was playing and thought to just come in instead of knocking, he wouldn't hear the knock anyway.

I walked in and he was laying on his bed facing the wall. His room was the typical boy room with girl posters on the walls and clothes laying on the ground everywhere. I have seen it cleaner than this before. He had a full side bed with a headboard and a big 6 drawer dresser with a big mirror that had his stereo on it.

Before he noticed I came in, I walked to the stereo to turn it down. There were pictures on the mirror of us making funny faces at a fair a year ago. Another one of his brother, him, his mom and dad at a family event. The last one of him and I at his brother's wedding, photo bombing people. I smiled at that one so many times, we had the most fun pissing his brother off that day.

"Hey you." I said and he hurried off the bed wiping his face and went to gather his clothes on the floor. It was blotchy red and swollen as if he was crying for a long time.

"Uh, Kendall what you doing here?"

"To see you retard."

He was trying not to look at me, but I persisted on torturing him.

"Hello, I haven't seen you since friday remember, the guys said you took off with Lexy, but haven't seen you since. What the fuck? You run off and elope without telling me?" I chuckled, but he looked like he wasn't in the joking mood at the moment. This made it harder for me to slap him for that crap he did to me at school.

"No, you shouldn't be here right now." He said, dropping his clothes into the hamper in the corner still not looking at me. This pissed me off and I needed to get closer to him.

I walked up to him and he turned around just before I got to close. It was like he heard me walking behind him. He looked real mad, but I didn't care. I had to know what was bugging him.

"Kendall please just leave." He said, looking down rubbing his neck.

I wanted to comfort him and hug the pain out of him, with whatever it was he was going through. I didn't say anything and didn't listen to him either, I just wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"You have never told me to leave." I said and he put his head in my neck.

"What the fuck Travis?!"

 My hands now on his head and he finally wrapped his arms around me to hug my waist. He started to cry into my shoulder. I could feel his pain in his body as he hugged me so tight. Poor guy, I wanted to make it stop, if it was Lexy that has done this to him, I will find that cat and scratch her eyes out. I had to know who did this to him.

"Travis please don't cry, tell me whats wrong."

"My dad Kendall, my fucking dad." He replied, pulling away and sat on the bed holding his face with his hands so I couldn't see him.

I sat on the bed next to him looking at the floor to talk to him instead. This way he might open up more if he doesn't make eye contact with me.

"He's living with that bitch or whatever latest bimbo he has. I saw all this girl shit at his crib when I went there to visit him. I asked him who she was and he wouldn't answer me, just walked out and never came back. I stayed for another day to maybe just talk more with him, but he never came back Kendall."

He grabbed me, pulled me into his side and put his head back into my shoulder.

"I wanted to kill him Kendall." He squeezed the sides of my lower back as he said that. I put my hands back to his head and started messaging his neck.

"Awe fuck Travis, I'm so sorry. To hell with him! He is probably confused on how to tell you what is going on and can't face you right now. Just give it time k? Time heals things."

He started to relax from my words and instead of squeezing my waist, his hands were now just resting there. I couldn't stand him being upset, it was like I would get just as upset when that happen no matter what it was.

Once he got sad about his dog that died and I didn't know what happened at the time and he broke down. I was sad at home for some reason and couldn't put it into words what was bugging me. He came knocking on my door later to ask for my help to bury him. I told him about my feelings and we laughed about maybe being twins in the after life.

My hands ventured down to his back to message him, our bodies close, it started to get hot in the room for some reason. His hands went from my waist to my back messaging it too. His face that was once in my shoulder nuzzled into my neck. I pulled away quick and stood up, looking down at him.

"You ok, or do I need to do surgery on you?" I smirked at him.

He looked up at me and laughed. The feeling of making him laugh after he was so upset made my stomach flutter. I loved seeing this guy smile, I was so relieved he was feeling better.

The hugging we were doing was another weird feeling. We have hugged like that before, but the heat that erupted during this time made me nervous. Maybe my mom was right about what happens between the opposite sex.