A/N This is my first Fanfiction so it may not be that good. Please review and tell me what to improve on OR what I did well on.

Here's chapter one.

I do not own Big Time Rush nor do I own Kit-Kat (though I wish I did)

(One Year Ago)

My best friend Melissa and I were watching MTV at my house in Minnesota. When we heard a knock at the door. I opened the door and I was caught in a massive bear hug by my best friend James.

"We're going to Hollywood, Harlowwwww!" he screamed.

"No way!" Melissa shouted as she joined James and I in our massive jumping mass of a bear hug.

"Ummmm we're still outside." Kendall said huddled next to Carlos and Logan.

"Whoops!" James, Melissa and I scooted like one large mass to the center of the room.

Kendall, Logan, and Carlos awkwardly scooted into the room and sat down on the couch. Finally we stopped hugging and we sat down on couch. I brought us out some hot chocolate with whipped cream. I put a Kit-Kat on top of Carlos', left Logan's and Melissa's plain, put white chocolate on James', and cinnamon on Kendall's.

"How did this all happen?" was all I could ask.

"Well….." Kendall and the boys shared a look, then they each told Melissa and I about how they auditioned for a guy named Gustavo Roque and how they got a call back.

"But wait you guys are gonna be in L.A. while we're" Melissa motioned to me, "gonna be stuck here" she motioned to the dreary Minnesota weather outside of my window, "in good old Minnesota." She ended sarcastically.

The boys shared a look. "Believe me we know." James put a hand on Melissa's knee and looked at both of us. "But this is something we really need to do." Logan finished. Carlos was looking down sadly and making circles in his whipped cream with his Kit-Kat.

"Hey." I lightly punched Carlos' arm. "Everything is going to be ok." He gave me a weak smile. "I hope so." He lightly punched me back.

"Hey guys let's not make this a pity fest." Kendall stood up, "Let's have some fun."

"Movie marathon?" I suggested.

"I think so." Kendall high fived me.

Everyone went downstairs to pick a movie. Kendall grabbed my arm. "Hey thanks for helping me back there. It's not easy." He let his head fall.

"Hey." I lifted his chin so I could look him in the eyes. "Everything's going to be fine." I took his arm and we walked downstairs.

(Saturday) Kendall's POV

The guys and Harlow and Melissa and I arrived at the airport. We all said our goodbyes and gave out our round of hugs.

"I'm going to miss you." Harlow said, as it was my turn to hug her. "I mean we are going to miss you." Her face turned red.

"I am too. I mean who wouldn't miss me." I managed a laugh.

"Stop it." She giggled and smacked my arm, "You're starting to sound like James."

"Boarding flight number 35 to L.A."

"That's our flight, guys." Logan announced grabbing his bags.

Harlow brushed her hand across my face. "You're not gonna cry on me now, Kendall." Even though a tear was streaming down her cheek. Oh that was a tear that she wiped away. I hadn't even realized that I had been crying.

I hugged her one last time. She bit her lip as she looked like she wanted to say something. But she didn't say a word.

"Last call for flight number 35 to L.A."

James and Melissa took a picture with her phone and then we left. I looked back and noticed that Harlow was crying. I turned back around. I couldn't bear to see her cry.

When we were finally on the plane. James sitting next to me said, "Hey, bro. You ok." "Yeah, I'm fine." I said but I couldn't figure out why I felt so bad.