Author's note: I tried to stay as true to form as possible. A few things were changed around for artistic purposes, such as in this story the boys all live together in a house in L.A. Makes things easier for my story. Enjoy :)
A head full of spiky dark hair popped into the doorway of the dressing room that the boys of Big Time Rush shared. "Kendall?" he called out, only it came out sounding more like Kindle , thanks to the slight Texas accent that came out every now and then.
The slim blonde walked out of the bathroom, adjusting the gray beanie he wore on his head and shaking his bangs so that they fell perfectly into place over his forehead. "What's up Logan?"
Logan pulled his iPod out of his pocket and thrust it toward his friend. "You gotta hear this. John Mayer's new CD Battle Studies? It's sick, I'm telling you."
Kendall reached out to accept the music player, scrolling through the song titles. "Thanks man. I'll check this out." He said with a nod. He flopped onto the tan, overstuffed armchair, letting his long legs hang over the side as he popped the headphones into his ears.
Logan crossed the room to the wardrobe rack, looking through it for something to wear for the show that night. His phone started to vibrate in his pocket and he reached in to pull it out, pressing a button to read the incoming text message. A crooked grin spread over his face and he quickly typed a response back and shoved the phone back into his pocket.
Kendall looked up, pressing the pause button on the iPod. "Is it Tiffani?" He rolled his eyes playfully when he said her name. It wasn't that he didn't like Logan's new girlfriend, he just felt that there was something a little off about her that he just couldn't place. To hide his uneasiness about her he simply teased Logan relentlessly.
"For your information yes it is." Logan spun on his heel, a smug look on his face. "She's coming to the show tonight and then I'm taking her out." Kendall made a face at him and Logan frowned. "What is your problem with Tiffani?"
Kendall extended his hands in an 'I surrender' gesture. "I don't have a problem with her!"
"Clearly you do! Every time I talk about her you look at me like that." He pointed at Kendall, who abruptly wiped the look off his face.
Kendall sighed, shaking his head and taking the headphones out of his ears, handing the iPod back to Logan. "It s just...I don't know. I've only met her a couple of times, but I get this weird vibe from her. "
Logan took the iPod and neatly wrapped the headphones cord around the device, eyeing Kendall intently. His eyes narrowed a bit. "You're jealous." He declared finally with a nod of his head.
"Jealous?" Kendall sputtered, rising to his feet. "Jealous of WHAT?"
"Well, when's the last time YOU had a girlfriend?" Logan pointed out. "Maybe you're jealous because I have someone and you don't. Or maybe you're jealous because I'm spending all my free time with her and not with you anymore."
Kendall couldn't believe how Logan was acting. He snickered and looked away, shaking his head. "I don't believe you man. I really don't. I'm not jealous of your girlfriend, alright? I'm trying to look out for you."
Logan sighed a little, the tension in his shoulders easing a little. "I know, man. We're cool." He extended a hand to his best friend. It took Kendall a minute but then he smiled, reaching out and putting his hand in Logan's. Logan reached out and pulled his friend tightly into a hug and then both men broke free to finish getting ready for the night's show. Kendall tried to shake it off but couldn't get rid of the sinking feeling in his stomach.