Big Time Love Song -Kendall Knight
Summary: You are new to the Palm Woods, and Kendall seems to fall for you the moment he lays his eyes on you.
Warnings: Fluff, little spoiler, English is not my first language
Pairing: Kendall Knight x reader
You arrived at the Palm Woods on a warm L.A. afternoon with a duffel bag and no idea about how chaotic your life is going to be.
You didn’t get ten steps into the lobby before a boy wearing a helmet nearly crashed into a decorative plant right before your eyes.
“CARLOS! STOP SKATING INDOORS!” A blond boy shouted as he ran after him, two other guys following.
After a few seconds, you remembered why they looked so familiar to you – on the way here, you saw a picture of them in one of those girls' magazines.
Kendall slowed down when he saw you and smiled, pushing his hair away from his forehead in a charming way.
“Sorry about him,” He said, nearly out of breath, “He thinks gravity is optional.”
Carlos waved at you from the floor, “Welcome to the Palm Woods!”
You laughed a little, waving back, “Thanks, I like your helmet, it suits you.”
“Are you new?” Kendall asked, bringing your attention back to him once more.
“Yeah, just arrived.” You smiled at him.
“I’m Kendall. That’s Logan and James–” He started to introduce himself and the others.
“Hi,” Logan smiled politely, while James winked at you.
“And… Carlos,” Kendall finished, as Carlos gave you two thumbs up.
You smiled at all of them, “Nice to meet you, Big Time Rush, right?”
“That’s us,” Kendall mumbled, “And let me guess, you’re an actor.”
“What gave it away?” You laughed, looking around the lobby.
“Everyone who moves in here is either an actor, a model, a singer, or someone’s fame-obsessed parent.” He explained, with a small chuckle.
You giggled before excusing yourself, ready to move into your new apartment. As you walked to the elevator, you didn’t notice the way Kendall looked after you.
The next few days, you happened to see them over and over again. They were quite fun to hang out with, and you started to feel comfortable around them.
When you walked to the pool area with your script in one hand and a smoothie in the other, you saw Kendall sitting by the pool, staring at his notebook like it personally betrayed him.
“Hey,” You said, stepping closer, “Everything okay?”
His head snapped up, and his cheeks went a little red.
“Totally,” He muttered, his voice cracking halfway through, “It’s just this stupid love song we have to write.”
“Writer’s block?” You asked, sitting down next to him.
“More like a love block,” he sighed, “Apparently, to write a love song, you need to be in love.”
You laugh, “Is that scientifically proven?”
“According to Logan, yes.” Kendall tried to joke, but he looked frustrated and a little lost.
“Well, maybe you don’t have to be in love with a person. You could write about how you want love to feel.” You gave him a small smile.
He looked at you, the tension in his face slowly fading.
“How do you think love feels?” He asked.
You shrugged, shyness suddenly taking over you, “Warm. Safe. Like someone sees you even when everyone else is looking past you.”
Kendall’s eyes softened, like you said something he didn’t know he needed to hear.
He was about to say something when Logan appeared out of nowhere, “Are you writing a love song about someone? Is it Y/n?”
Kendall nearly fell into the pool, “No! No, just go away, Logan!”
He wiggled his eyebrows before disappearing again.
“Sorry about him.” He mumbled, not able to look into your eyes.
“Don’t worry, just don’t give up on your writing. I am sure it will be amazing,” You stood up, sharing a small smile with him, “I will see you around.”
A few days later, you were on your way to their apartment when you heard voices just before you were about to knock.
“So, who’s your song about?” You heard James ask.
“His smile at this notebook is suspicious,” Carlos answered.
“Maybe he’s in love,” Logan whispered next.
“I am not in love! I just wrote something good, okay? And it’s all because of –” Kendall suddenly stopped talking, and you could feel yourself freeze.
“Because of who?” James asked eagerly.
Kendall hesitated a little before finally answering, “Y/n.”
Your breath caught in your chest.
Carlos gasped. So loudly the entire Palm Woods probably heard it, “Oh my god, he’s in love with Y/n.”
“I didn’t say that,” Kendall protested, clearly panicking, “She just helped me and she’s nice. And she has a cute laugh.”
You knocked before he could continue, pretending you heard nothing.
“H-hey,” He stammered as he opened the door.
You smiled softly, “Logan said he had audition notes for me.”
Logan quickly handed them to you, not saying anything, just staring at you like the other boys.
“Bye, guys.” You mumbled, leaving as quickly as possible.
The whole day, you thought about the conversation you overheard. When you were finally able to review your audition notes, you saw that some were missing.
After a big sigh, you stood up, making your way over to their apartment once more.
As you walked through the hallway, you suddenly heard Kendall singing softly inside the guys’ apartment.
It was soft and gentle, and it made your heart skip a beat.
Without thinking, you opened the door. Kendall immediately stopped singing, his eyes wide as he met your gaze.
“Is that the love song?” You whispered.
He swallowed, clearly ashamed, “Yeah.”
“It’s beautiful.” You smiled, taking a step closer.
He looked down at his guitar, “It’s not done yet.”
You could feel your heart beating, quickening, “Who’s it about?”
Slowly, his eyes met yours, “You.”
The word seemed to stop at that very moment, and it was like you weren’t in control of your body anymore as you took a step closer.
“Kendal –” You started as he stood up.
“I didn’t mean for this to happen,” He murmured, “But everything feels so easy when I am around you, and I think about you a lot.”
You exhaled, “I think about you too.”
He looked down at you, his eyes filled with desire as he leaned down a little, “Can I kiss you?”
And that was all it needed for Kendall to cup your cheek gently before his lips met yours in a slow kiss.
When you pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, smiling.
“I guess the love song won’t be a problem anymore,” He whispered.
You laughed quietly, pulling him in for a second kiss.
