Kendall and I

hey! this is my first fanfic! its about a girl who wants to become a singer and just might get her chance :)


17. Moving Away: Days 1 and 2

He rented us a private jet! I didn't even know you could do that! I guess when your famous you can do pretty much anything. Alright, time for another long plane ride....

-In Pennsylvania-

As I step out of the car we rented, tears started to form in my eyes.

"Ah man am I gonna miss this house." I say with tears starting to roll down my cheeks.

"Hey don't cry. You have a new place out in California. You have friends there and stuff! This is just one step to pursuing your dreams and becoming an adult." Kendall says to me. He's right, I am an adult. I'm 18 and I'm basically a high school graduate.

"I know and don't get me wrong," I start, kinda laughing "I love that. I love that I'm becoming an adult, you know growing up, moving away and stuff. It's just that I have so many memories here and it's hard to leave it all." I say as we walk up the stairs to my room.

"Like over there on that bench, I would spend hours tweeting and facebooking....or other there where Sierra first taught me how to put makeup on." I say laughing. But soon my laughter turns into tears.

"Shh. Shh. I understand. It's a very hard thing to do. If you don't want to I completely understand-" he starts but I cut him off.

"No, no. I'm going out to LA its just going to be so different."

"I completely understand. Just take your time and call me up when you're ready to start packing your things." Kendall says while heading over to the door.

"Hey wait," I say.

"Yes?" He turns around and says.

"Thanks." I smile, walking over towards my dresser where he's standing.

"No problem. I'm always here for you." He says, pulling me into a hug. "Never forget that." He whispers into my hair. I look up with tears daring to spill over and I whisper, "I won't." And so with that being said, he leans in and so do I and we kiss. After, I lean my head on his shoulder (more like his chest because he's so much taller than me) and continue to cry. He starts to sing one of their songs, Cover Girl, which calms me down. His voice is so calming. I used to listen to their music whenever I was sad or angry and it would always change my mood. I honestly don't understand why it just does.

"Thanks." I say smiling.

"Anytime." He says with a soft smile, looking into my eyes.

"I guess we should get packing my stuff." I say, looking around at my room. He nods and we start packing. I head over to one of my walls and start taking down posters and pictures of my friends and I while Kendall heads over to my closet. I smile as the memories came flooding back. Meeting my best friend, first day of middle school, spring fling, first day of high school... but no prom. Nope never experienced that. I didn't have a boyfriend at the time of my 11th grade one and my last boyfriend dumped me a few weeks before that. Kendall is over taking out boxes and clothes. It's a walk in closet so there is quite a bit of stuff in there.

"What's this?" He says pulling out my guitar.

"Oh yeah..I play a little. Not much I'm more into singing."

"Can you play anything?"

"Maybe a few chords or whatever you call them."


"You want me to play don't you?"

"Nah, you don't have to."

"Here." I say, motioning him to give me the guitar. I play a few notes and stuff but not very well.

"If you ever wanna learn, I could teach you."

"I'd like that." I walk over and sit on my bed. He sits behind me and puts the guitar in front of me. He then puts my hands where they are supposed to be and moves them to play the notes. He plays the different chords and shows me how to do it. Then, with his hands still on mine, he plays a song.

"That was really nice." I say turning around and smiling.

"Thanks. I play guitar a lot.."

"I can tell.I guess we should get back to packing."

"Yup." By now though, it's almost 8 o'clock. God where did the time go? I walk over to my vanity dresser and pick up all my makeup and hair stuff, also my clothes out of the drawers. There's something sitting in the bottom of my drawer.

"Oh my God" I say.

"What? What is it?" Kendall asks worriedly.

"It's some of my old DVDs and home videos." I say smiling. I grab my laptop and sit down on my bed.

"You wanna watch?" I ask Kendall. He nods and sits by me on my bed. I sit my laptop on my lap (hence the name laptop haha) and put the DVD in.

"This is a bunch of our home videos put all in one DVD." I tell him. He nods and puts his arm around me as we watch the videos.

-1 Hour Later-

As we watch the videos, I keep getting sleepier. Don't fall asleep, Kristin. Don't fall asleep.

-Kendall's P.O.V.-

She's asleep.

"Hey, Kristin." I whisper. No response.

"Kristinn." I whisper again drawing out the end. Still no answer. I guess I'm gonna just have to get up and hope she doesn't wake up. I quietly get up and lay her head down. I see her eyes flutter open.

"Hey." She says quietly.

"Hey." I whisper, sitting back down on the bed.

"Sorry if I woke you." I continue.

"No it's fine. I'm a pretty light sleeper so.." She says, now looking wide awake. I'm not really tired but I wanted to let her rest so I decided to leave. That didn't work obviously.

"You don't have to sit here you know. I probably won't go back to sleep for a while." She says.

"Then why leave you here to sit by yourself?"

"Okay that's fine if you really want to stay. Wanna watch a movie or something?" She asks me.

"Sounds good to me." I say.

"Wanna watch a DVD or something off of YouTube?" She asks me.

"Can we watch your videos that you post every Friday?"

"Yeah sure." She says.

-Kristin's P.O.V.-

Why does he want to watch those videos? I started them when I was 16. I looked, acted, and sang differently back then. So I type in my username and click on my channel. I pull up the first video I posted. It was Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson.

"Wow, you were really good." He says.

"What? Are you insane? That was terrible!"

"No, it wasn't. It was really good."

"I think you're just saying that."

"What can I do to make you believe me?" He asks, smiling.

"I don't know, probably nothing." I respond, half smiling.

"How about this?" He says and I turn towards him and he kisses me. It's passionate too.

"Okay I believe you know." I say giggling.

"Good." He says with a huge grin. And so we finish the night watching videos of me singing on YouTube. As I'm about to fall asleep and Kendall gets up to go to the other room, I hug him and say I love you.

"I love you too. Goodnight." He says, leaving the room.

-In the Morning: Kristin's P.O.V.-

Is that pancakes I smell? What the heck? My parents aren't it Kendall? Well, I'll go check in a second. Let me actually wake up. Last night was fun, packing my stuff and watching videos and stuff.  Better go see what Kendall's doing. I quietly open the door and walk down the hall to the stairs. I can see down into the kitchen from here. Aww, he's making pancakes. Well I'll let him go. I run down the hall into my room. Crap! I hope he didn't hear me.

-After Getting Around-

"Hey Kenndalll." I say.

"Hey Krisstinn." He says.

"Whatcha doin'?" I ask.

"I'm cooking food for us. I hope you don't mind but you were still asleep so I just came down here."

"It's cool. Need any help?" I ask.

"Yeah come here for a second." He says, smirking. I slowly walk over. Next thing I know, pancake batter is in my face.

"Hey uh..You got a lil' something on your face.." He says, smirking still.

"Oh really?" I say, smiling. And then he puts his lips on mine and his hands on my face.

"Well," I say blushing afterwards "you got it off my lips." I finish, laughing.

"Oh yeah! I'm good at that aren't I?" He says, laughing.

"Oh yes." I say, smiling. He smiles and kisses me again. God I love it when he does that. I hate to break apart from him but..


"Yes?" He says, still looking at me.

"Your pancakes are burnt. To a crisp."

"Awh really?" He says turning around to black pancakes.

"Sorry." He says after he cleans it up.

"It's fine. Don't worry about it. You wanna just go out for breakfast at one of my favorite local restaurants?"


"We can take my car," I say. "Oh, and I'm driving."

"Woah wait. You have a car and you can drive?"

"Yes, i have a car, it's an FJ Cruiser. I got it for my 16th birthday. And yes I can drive! What did you think that I failed my test?"

"No not at all, i just didn't know you drove."

-After Eating: Back at House-

"Well that was interesting." He says.

"What the restaurant? It is a little hick town.."

"No not that. I did live in Kansas when I was younger. I meant your driving."

"What about it?" I ask him.

"You are just a very safe driver."

"Yes, yes I am. I don't want anything to happen to us. I hate hearing about those terrible accidents all the time. I'm just trying to stay safe."

"It's cool don't worry." He says smiling.

"We should probably continue packing." I say. He nods and we head upstairs.

"Hey Kendall?" I say once we are in my room.

"Yeah?" He asks, turning towards me.

"Last night was fun. Thanks for staying and watching videos with me. I've never stayed up half the night with my boyfriend before."

"Then why did you choose to with me?" He asks with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"Because I love you a lot and that I'm happy I'm dating you and that I think you are the one I want to be with for the rest of my life." I say, kinda nervously. I'm worried about what he's gonna think and say.

"That's exactly what I feel too." He says, smiling. Those are the words I was longing to hear.

"Hey you wanna just stop packing for today?"

"But it's only 11."

"Yeah but I kinda wanted to see a movie or walk around town. I don't something."

"Whatever you wanna do, I'm okay with." He says.

"Oh wait! I forgot that I told the principal of my school that I would go there today to pick up my diploma and my stuff out of my locker."

"So I get to see your school?"

"Yep. I've been making up missed work and I took the finals before I came out to LA so I can officially graduate."


-At the School-

"Welcome to my school." I say so unenthusiastically that it actually scares me. 

"Didn't you like going here?"

"I liked some of the teachers and seeing my friends. Other than that, I hated it." I say.

"That's what everyone says." He says laughing.

"Welcome, Welcome!" The principal comes and shakes my hand.

"Yes, hello." I say flatly.

"And who's this?" He asks motioning to Kendall.

"This is Kendall Schmidt, my boyfriend. Kendall this is Mr. Wilson, the school principal.

"Nice to meet you." Kendall says while shaking his hand.

"Well I won't keep you two here so here's your diploma. Congratulations, you are now officially a high school graduate. You can get any personal belongings you may have out of your locker and return the books here."

"Thank you." I say, leaving the office.

"He's perky." Kendall says.

"Ya think?" I say, taking his hand and heading down the hallway. God it feels like its been forever since I was in here. When in reality, its only been about two weeks.

"My locker's on the second floor." I say, nobody's here on a Tuesday when it's summer. So we run up the stairs.

"Locker 816, right here." I say, opening it and grabbing my locker decorations and books. I take them down to the office with Kendall. I drop the books off and we head outside. I'm actually starting to get teary-eyed.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." I say. I am okay I just realized that I didn't even get to say goodbye to my classmates and teachers. Or experience a real graduation. Oh well who cares.

"Where are we going now?" He asks.

"Wanna go for a walk in the park?" I ask.

"Doesn't matter to me." He says smiling.

"Okay." I say, starting the car up. I've decided that we are gonna drive around town.


"And that's our little hick town!" I yell.

"Oh, Kristin. You will never seize to surprise me." He says laughing.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"You are so shy yet so loud, its an interesting combo." He says.

"Haha well I've been trying not to be as shy."

"Well it seems to be working but I wouldn't change yourself completely."

"Don't worry, I'm not but why does that matter so much to you?"

"I love you just the way you are, you don't need to change completely." He says.

"Well thanks," I say blushing "Same goes for you." I stop the car and we get out.

"I guess we should get back to packing my stuff." I say and we head inside to continue packing it up.

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