Author's Note: Yay! I am extremely excited about this. It's my first BTR fic…and it's Kogan! Yay! Those of you who don't like this pairing, I love Cargan just as much and Kames is a close second. So the moral of the story is that you should expect more. If you have a specific pairing you want me to write, just tell me in a review and I might decide to write it for you. This was originally going to be a long ass one-shot, but that's just but that's just not my style. Now it's going to be a short chaptered story. Well, I hope you guys enjoy and welcome me to the BTR universe.

Warnings: Language, M/M relationship, and most likely some adult content in future chapters.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned BTR so badly….I love all of them so much!


"No Kendall! This time I fucking saw you! You're such a fucking liar!" Logan yelled right before he slammed the door to apartment 2J closed. His gait was large and quick as he headed towards his and Kendall's shared bedroom. Said blond opened the door, a face of pure hurt on his face. He looked at the brunet's retreating figure with panic and ran after him. The blond caught up to Logan and pulled his shoulder, affectively turning him around to face him.

"Logan it wasn't like that! Nothing happened!" Kendall yelled. Logan's eyes hardened as he stared Kendall down.

"Nothing? Do you seriously expect me to believe you when I saw you with my own eyes?"

Kendall flinched at the brunet's hateful tone and lowered his gaze to the floor. He clenched his fists tight as he fought the urge to cry in front of Logan. He never allowed himself to show weakness in front of anyone. Not even his mother had seen him cry since he was eight. Try as he may, the self proclaimed leader of Big Time Rush couldn't deny the pain that accumulated deep inside his chest. His shoulders began to quiver violently as he felt an unfamiliar sting in his eyes. As he looked down at his shoes, the teen could see small droplets of water diving down and crashing into the wooden floor. He confusedly brought a hand to touch his cheek and gasped when he felt the moisture.

Logan stood still, waiting for a reaction from the blond. He felt terrible for being the one to bring so much pain to Kendall. The brunet wanted nothing more than to just tightly wrap his arms around the other. To see those beautiful hazel green eyes brighten up with the usual caring confidence found in them. Most of all, Logan wanted nothing more than to just place a soft kiss to the blond's lips and whisper sweet nothings in his ear until all the pain that he had caused was washed away.

But Logan couldn't do that. He had been hurt too. He was in love with the blond in front of him, and up until now, he thought his feelings were reciprocated. Now he knew better. The genius had been noticing his boyfriend acting differently lately. It seemed like they hardly ever got to spend time together over the past few weeks. Whenever Logan wanted to go out, Kendall would just come up with an excuse to not have to go. The blond would sometimes go out with James or Carlos, but every time the brunet asked if he could tag along, another excuse would pop up.

"Oh don't worry about it baby, we'll be back soon."

"Actually, why don't you stay here? We're just going to get a few things."

"You probably wouldn't have any fun."

It was always the fucking same. The intellectual teen had once confronted Kendall about it, but the blond had just chuckled and waved it off saying it was all in the brunet's head. Logan was skeptical, but he pushed it away to the back of his head, telling himself that it probably wasn't that serious. That was two weeks ago. Today, the brunet had come up to his boyfriend and asked him out to a date. It seemed like forever since they had gone out to one, so the shorter teen was excited. Unsurprising, Kendall had apologized to Logan, saying he couldn't go because Gustavo wanted him to record a solo part he had in one of their new songs. Logan's face had dropped with disappointment as he mumbled a soft "oh", but nodded and accepted the excuse. They kissed goodbye before Kendall left for the studio. Later, Logan had come up with the conclusion that just because he couldn't have fun with Kendall, didn't mean he couldn't have fun with himself. In a matter of minutes, he grabbed his car keys and headed out to the mall. He had the most fun he'd had in a long time as he shopped as if his life depended on it. He bought himself some designer sunglasses. Even when having such a good time, he still thought of his friends. He had bought a deluxe pack of Cuda products for James, several childish toys for Carlos, and even a new hockey stick for Kendall (he had been complaining that his old one was getting too worn for a while now). As the brunet walked towards the food court, carrying his own weight in bags, he couldn't help but notice a familiar head of blonde hair sitting at one of the tables by the small ice cream stand. He strained his eyes to see who it was and beamed when he figured out it was none other than Kendall. He ran up to the blond, ready to ask a barrage of questions on why he was here instead of the studios. As he got closer, Kendall finally noticed him coming up to him and his expression changed drastically to one of pure worry. He looked from the brunet to the person sitting in front of him. Logan turned his gaze as well and his face changed into one showing solely anger as he just noticed who it was his boyfriend was having dinner with.

"Uh…hi Logan," Jo had waved awkwardly, her tone clearly displaying how much she didn't want to be here.

"Logie, this isn't-,"

"This? This is why you've been ignoring me for weeks?" Logan yelled angrily as he pointed to the blonde girl in front of him. Kendall stood and put his arms up reaching for Logan, but the had brunet brushed away the contact as he dropped all the bags to the floor.

"Logie, please. Let me expla-,"

"No! Fuck you! I can't believe you'd do this to me!" the brunet interrupted again. Kendall had stayed quiet this time as Jo quickly rose to her feet.

"Logan, you have to calm down. You're making a scene," she told him. Logan looked at her as if he wanted to hit her, but he had just enough sense left to hold back. Instead, he looked at Kendall one more before running off without his bags. Kendall had soon ran after him.

And now they found themselves back in the apartment face to face. It was silent, the only sound being heard were the soft sniffles coming from Kendall as he avoided Logan's gaze. After several minutes of calm, the blond finally forced himself to look up. He gasped slightly as he saw Logan barely holding back tears as he wore a far off look on his face. Without thinking, the blond tightly wrapped his arms around the other. The action instantly brought Logan back to reality as he brought his hands between their bodies and pushed the other off him forcefully. Kendall, not expecting it, tripped over his own feet and landed on the floor harshly.

"Don't touch me! Don't you ever fucking touch me!" Logan yelled as he turned on his heel, ran to their shared room and locked the door behind him. Kendall stayed there on the floor, staring at the door with a shocked expression. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Logan just pushed him down. As the quiet once again began to overcome the room, he lied down on the hard floor and began to sob uncontrollably. Logan was the only thing keeping him together. Without him, Kendall would fall apart at the seams.


James and Carlos walked into apartment 2J, filling it with laughter due to a fun day at the Palms Woods pool. They were both in their bathing suits with flip flops on as they held soaked towels over their shoulders. It was late at night, somewhere around ten, but it wasn't late enough that anyone would be asleep already. Once their laughs settled down, they finally noticed the absence of light in the apartment. James raised an eyebrow as he blindly reached for the light switch on the wall next to him. The two looked around curiously, wondering where everyone was. They slowly made their way down the hallway. As they neared the living room, the two's faces became more worried as they heard slight whimpering. As they reached the living room, their eyes widened and mouths gaped at what they saw. There, in front, of the couch was Kendall. The blond was on the floor in a fetal position as his body shook slightly. Carlos and James immediately ran up to the teen and dropped down on their knees in front of him. His face was puffy and his eyes were bloodshot. Tears were continuously streaking down his cheeks as he stared off into space.

"Kendall what happened?" Carlos asked frantically. The blond remained quiet, making no move to indicate he was even aware of the others' presence. James reached out and shook the blond's shoulder lightly.

"Dude, come on. You're scaring us," the brunet stated, still no answer from the blond. The two exchanged worried looks then glanced back down at the sad figure.

"Where's Logan? Did something happen to Logan?"

This question proved worthy of a response as the blond whimpered quietly. It was loud enough for the other two to barely register its existence. Their faces became confused at the sound.

"Logan? It's about Logan? Kendall you have to say something," James asked. The tall teen was about to freak out if he didn't find out what happened soon. Kendall's eyes refocused as they lost their far-off look. The blonde let out an agonized sob and covered his face with his arm to hide the tears that began falling twice as fast.

"He broke up with me," he murmured from behind his sleeve. James and Carlos' eyes widened at the confession. They couldn't believe it. Kendall and Logan have been together for a couple years. This was the last thing anyone ever saw coming. Those two were more in love with each other as one could possibly get.

They exchanged glances once more, using their eyes to silently converse with each other. Carlos stood up with a sigh as he walked away. James remained by the still sobbing Kendall as he rubbed his back soothingly. The Latino walked over to the door to Kendall and Logan's room. He lightly rasped on it and waited for a reply from the other side. Sure enough, after a few seconds, Logan swung open the door. The smart teen was looking at Carlos with watery eyes. His hair was messed up, and the marks of tear streaks were present on his face. Carlos walked into the room and closed the door behind him without another word. As soon as the room was secure, Logan pulled Carlos into a tight embrace as he sobbed into the Hispanic's shoulder. Carlos' face became saddened as he brought his strong arms around his friend and rubbed his back in relaxing circles.

"It's alright Logan. You have to tell me what happened. James and I are really worried. We came back from the pool and saw Kendall on the floor sobbing, and Kendall never cries," Carlos whispered softly into the other's ears. The Hispanic boy could feel the other's hold on him become tighter as he spoke about the troubled blond.

"Don't…" Logan whimpered through the cloth of Carlos' shoulder. The shorter teen was confused and pulled the brunet away from him slightly. They were now face to face. Carlos was desperately trying to catch the brunet's eye, but Logan refused to make eye contact. Carlos sighed as he gently shook Logan.

"Logan, what do you mean by "Don't"?" Logan clenched his eyes closed tightly. Hot, salty tears escaped though his eyelids as his body shook. His legs gave in and Carlos had to gently come down with the brunet so that they were both on the floor on their knees.

"Please don't tell him about this."


Hours later, Carlos was slowly walking out of Kendall and Logan's shared room. He gently shut the door behind him as he released a frustrated sigh. He walked to the kitchen in search for something to eat. There, he saw James eating a bowl of cereal while leaning on the counter. The Latino walked up to him with a raised eyebrow.

"Where's Kendall?" James munched the cereal and swallowed the contents in his mouth before responding.

"Sleeping. He wouldn't let me take him to his room, so I put him to sleep on my bed," he said before bringing another spoonful of the sugary breakfast food to his lips. Carlos shook his head and walked over to the fridge.

"Did he tell you anything about what happened?" the short teen asked as he grabbed a hot pocket and walked over to the microwave. He set up the timer for two minutes and waited for the snack to heat up.

"No. All he said is that he ruined everything. Then he kept mumbling to himself saying sorry about something. What about Logan?" James asked. He finished his bowl of cereal and walked over to the sink to place the dirty dish inside.

"He wouldn't tell me anything either. He ended up crying himself to sleep."

The brunet nodded at the new information, even though it wasn't very helpful. He looked down, trying to arrange all that he knew into something that made sense.

"You don't think Kendall…"

"No."

"You're right. He loves Logan. I don't know what I was thinking," James said. He felt bad for thinking that the blond would be capable of such a thing. Carlos nodded his head at him. The annoying sound of the microwave went off, making the two jump slightly.

"Ooh! My hot pocket!"


Yay! There it is. I already have some of chapter 2 written, so I hope you like it. There will be a lot of drama, a little angst, a little humor, and of course, my specialty, some cuteness lol. Please leave me a review. Reviews make me happy!

-Gohanrules out!