Palm Woods Love | Kendall Knight

Chapter 9

Natalie
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Hours passed by and I haven't seen or heard from Kendall. I even asked the guys if they've seen him, but they shook their heads. I frantically searched the whole Palm Woods in hopes of finding Kendall, but it was no use. He's nowhere. I asked Jo and Camille if they might have an idea of where Kendall is, but no one seems to know.

After hours of looking for him, I sulked up to my apartment door and slammed it shut once I got inside. My back hit the door and I slid down it, pulling my knees up to my face and crying. I must've been crying for a while when my mom came over to me from the living room.

"Sweetie, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Shouldn't you be at Rocque Records or with Kendall?" My crying stops and my heart drops. I look up at her.

"I quit working for Gustavo, Kendall is nowhere to be found, and I want to go back home to Minnesota!" I sobbed like a baby, throwing my arms into my mom.

"Well, if that's what you want to do, we can move back home."

I stood up and went to my room to start packing. I looked around for my guitar, but then I realized that Kendall had asked to borrow it last week for a song. I sighed, wiping my face away of the remaining tears. I left my apartment and walked to the guys apartment. I was hesitant to knock, fearing that Kendall would be behind that door.

"Natalie? What are you doing here?" I shoved my way in the door and past Carlos, not even knowing where I'm going. I turned to him. "Where did Kendall put my guitar? I need it before I leave." Carlos pointed to the room down the hall, but then his eyes widened. He ran up to me, grabbing my arms and holding me in place.

"Leaving? Like leaving the apartment, or leaving Palm Woods?"

I shrugged, knowing that it was both.

"Both." Carlos stopped talking and was frozen in his spot. Logan and James tried to get him to move, but he wouldn't budge. As I walked into Kendall's messy room, I noticed my guitar next to his bed. As I walked over, a trash can came into my line of view, with familiar paper sitting at the top of it. I took a closer look and noticed that it was the movie tickets. Kendall and I were supposed to have a movie date, and that's gone. Forever.

I slowly grabbed the tickets out of the can and grabbed my guitar. I sat on the edge of his bed and strummed the guitar cords.

Have you ever had the feeling you're drawn to someone

And there isn't anything they could have said or done

And every day I see you on your own

And I can't believe that you're alone

But I overheard your girls and this is what they said

I stopped singing and choked on the words. Before I could even strum the next verse, a voice started singing where I stopped.

You're looking for a boyfriend, I see that

Give me time you know I'm gonna be there

Don't be scared to come put your trust in me

Can't you see, all I really wanna be is your boyfriend

I looked to my right and saw Kendall standing there, leaning on the door frame, his eyes looking like he'd been crying. I set the guitar down on his bed and walked over to him, stopping a few inches in front of him for me to see how weak he was.

In his eyes, I knew that what I said broke him. I hurt him, mentally, and I don't know how I can fix that. I can't fix what I already messed up. There's no rearranging or going back in time to act or forget that anything happened between Kelly, Gustavo, Kendall and I.

"Kendall, I—"

He smashed his lips into mine. I was surprised, but I did kiss back, wrapping my arms around his neck in a further response. I was in a moment with Kendall. We fought, but we forgave each other after hours of not wanting to be in each other's presence.

"Don't leave Natalie. Please." Kendall whispered in my ear before pulling away from me. I pulled away too, moving my eyes up to his to see that they were filling up with tears. I brought my hands up to his face and used my thumbs to wipe away the dripping tears.

I stared into his hazel eyes, seeing how upset he was about my sudden decision and outburst hours ago. Of course I was upset at myself too. I hurt the both of us.

"I won't."

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