Take a chance in Love
Hey Everyone and WELCOME to OUR STORY!
Now why did I say our story? Well I'll tell you later, but first read what I've got for you today. :)
Disclaimer: Remember! I don't own Big Time Rush or anything that is related to the show or anything that is related to real life.
Now on with the STORY!
"Oh no! My HAIR!" James Diamond groans as he runs towards a gazebo situated in the middle of the park. His hands hover over his shiny brown hair, as he runs through the rain; his white t-shirt and black pants start to soak wet. He hastily stomps up the black stairs, and into the white structure, painting the white wooden floor with muddy prints.
"Stupid weather forecast, you said it was going to stay sunny today!" James, curses as he flips his damp hair, making stray water droplets fly out. He sighs as he picks at his white shirt, his fingers feeling the icy coldness of the wet shirt, the sticky feeling on his back, and the heaviness of his black pants. He considers taking his shirt off and wrinkle the excess water out, but once he start to peel the wet shirt off, it stays stuck on his back, and wouldn't come off.
"Argh, stupid shirt! Stupid rain! Stupid day! This is the worst day ever!" James shouts, rolling his eyes as his hands fly into the air. He stomps his foot as he looks outside, groaning again when he sees the rain coming down harder than before. He opens his mouth to yell some sort of profanity word towards the sky, but stops when he feels a tap on his shoulder.
"What?" he spats, as he turns around to see a black haired man standing behind him. The man is pale skin with sparkling brown eyes, small physique yet very built. The man looks at him with a hesitant smile, eyes squinting a bit as he tries to look friendly while his hand holds out an umbrella.
"Here you can use this," the man says as he pokes the umbrella at James' arm, hoping James will take it. James reaches for the umbrella, looking at it like it is some kind of relief, but stops himself as he glances back at the man.
"Wait if I take this, then you won't have one for yourself," he replies as his arm relaxes back to his side, his teeth biting his lower lip as he looks at the pale man. The man reaches into his backpack and pulls out another umbrella.
"Don't worry, I always carry a spare one," he chuckles as he waves the two umbrellas in his hands. James chuckles a thank you as he reaches over and takes one of the blue umbrellas. They exchange a glance and a smile, not sure what to say next as they both stand inside the gazebo, waiting for the rain to die down a bit. They stand side by side as the rain drops from the roof, making splashing noises as they hit the ground.
Occasionally, James will lift his head to see if the rain has died down enough to walk in it, thinking when will the man beside him leave, thinking why a stranger is willing to give him an umbrella. He sneaks a look at the man beside him, thinking of what it is that made this man act this way, thinking of how nice this simple gesture is to a total stranger, and how attractive he is. He must have lost track of time, his sneaking look turning into a stare, as the man lifts his head to look at James in the eyes. Hazel eyes meet deep black ones, and a spark runs through James body, causing James' mouth to fall slightly, his eyelids quickly shutting and opening a couple of times, breaking the connection. The man blushes a faint pink as he looks away towards the sky.
Deeming that the heavy rain has die down, he opens his umbrella, and carefully steps down the stairs before heads out into the now drizzling rain, moving on with his rainy day. As if remember that he has forgotten to say goodbye, the man stops in his tracks and turns around, shining a brilliant smile towards James before giving a simple wave. James waves back, a smile on his face as the man turns around and continues his way. It is until the man disappears from view that James remembers something.
"Wait! How am I supposed to return this to you? I don't even know your name!" James screams when his runs after the man, his grip tight around the umbrella as he waves it in the air, trying to locate the owner. However, the man is nowhere in sight now, and James sighs at the lost before opening his umbrella and heading home.
Logan Mitchell slowly opens the door of Forever Love coffee shop, stopping when there is just enough space for him to slip through. He sticks his upper body inside the shop, his eyes darting left and right. Seeing that the coast is clear, he quickly and quietly sneaks into the shop, and closes the door.
"LOGAN HORTENSE MITCHELL! YOU'RE LATE!" a voice screams in front of him, and Logan curses under his breath because he literally forgotten that there is a doorbell that signals everyone that walks in and out of the shop.
"H- Hey Carlos, how's it going?" Logan stutters as he gives a goofy smile towards the Latino standing in front of him, arms cross in front of his chest, eyes flaring with rage.
"Oh, you know, serving about 20 customers' while baking goods for the day. Not to mention making coffee, but guess what? I don't know how to use the new espresso machine, now why is that? Oh right, because the coffee expert is MISSING!" Carlos shouts in Logan's face, his face turning red and his breathing going rapid with each word. Logan shrinks back, eyes close shut as his hands fly towards his ears, covering them from possible ear damage. Logan opens his mouth to respond to Carlos' outrage, only to close it again when Carlos starts tugging his ear, and steering him towards the back of the shop.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW! Carlos let go! I'm sorry ok? OWWW," Logan begs as he stumbles after the short haired Latino, tears threatening to burst out.
"If you didn't insist taking a stroll through the park every day before coming to work, you wouldn't be late now would you?" Carlos says as he drags Logan into the employee room, and let goes of Logan's ear. Logan quickly runs a hand over his burning ear, blinking back the tears as a black cloth lands on his head. Logan quickly sheds his jacket, beanie, backpack, and scarf off, shoving them into his locker and putting the apron on.
"Hey, I can't help it that we have a gorgeous park outside our shop. Did you know the park has a gazebo in it? You have no idea how many birds I can see from that place," Logan responds as he locks his locker.
"All I know is that customers are screaming bloody hell at us while we waste time here. Now where is Kendall?" Carlos groans at the thought of having to search out and possibly lash his fury out on another friend. And as if on cue, a blond boy slides into the employee room, strolling towards his locker and causally putting his belongs into the locker.
"Morning Sexy, and best bud Logie! What a beautiful morning isn't it," the tall boy responds as he puts on his white apron, and swiftly closes his locker.
"One, Kendall, it's pouring rain outside. Two, you're LATE! Do you not know how upset the customers are when I have to break the news to them that the cinnamon rolls aren't baked yet because the stupid baker genius isn't at work yet? I would have gotten a burnt face if the customers weren't that considerate today," Carlos puffs, he hand ready to slap someone. Kendall swiftly wraps an arm around the short Latino's waist, pulling him close to his side.
"Hey now, who dares to lay a finger on my babe's pretty face?" Kendall says before sneaking a peck on Carlos' cheek. Carlos swiftly places a handprint on Kendall's chest causing a groan to come out of the blond boy.
"One I'm not your babe, two don't you dare kiss me again, and three you have no idea what I've been through this morning," Carlos responds as he turns around, and heads to the kitchen. Kendall rubs his chest as he looks at Logan, who rolls his eyes, and Kendall flashes back a grin.
"Well good morning Logie," Kendall smiles as he wraps an arm around Logan's shoulder. Logan leans into Kendall's side, hand coming up to rest on Kendall's hand.
"Like I suggest before buddy, drop the act and Carlos will surely go for you," Logan says as he pats twice on Kendall's hand, his head slumping on Kendall's shoulder.
"Yeah I know, but it's so hard to act normal around him. I mean look at him," Kendall says as he swings his other arm up and down in the air, emphasizing his point. Suddenly Carlos pops up.
"Are you guys going to work or not? Customers are demanding their coffees and cinnamon rolls," Carlos shouts at them, causing both boys to jump. With a sufficient amount of yes I'm going, I've got things under control, and Kendall stop touching me, the three boys set out to run the coffee shop.
"Caramel latte with soy milk," Logan calls as he places the drink on the counter. He turns to start on his next drink, only to stop and turn back as he notices none of the customers coming forward to claim the latte.
"Caramel latte with soy milk?" Logan calls again, as he leans on the counter, hoping to get the attention of the customers sitting down at the tables. When no one seems to stand up, Logan grabs the drink and holds it in the air, clearing his throat before screaming the order out once again.
"That's mine," Logan suddenly hears behind him, causing the black haired man to jump, and his hand to lose grip on the drink. It lands with a crash on the floor, alarming several customers to jump back from the flying droplets of hot liquid, screams of surprise erupting throughout the coffee shop.
"Logan what's wrong?" Carlos shouts as he runs towards the pale man. The small Latino shakes the senses back into Logan, his brown chocolate eyes boring into black ones.
"I – I dropped the coffee," Logan sputters out as he regains focus. Carlos furrows his eyebrows as he drops the shaken boy on the floor, running to the back of the shop to get Kendall to clean the mess up, and then heading back to reassure the customers that they are taking care of the problem and thanks for waiting. Logan takes a deep breath before heaving himself up and turning towards the person who tapped his shoulder.
"I'm sorry about your latte sir. If you have time, I can make you another one," Logan apologizes as he grabs another cup and starts making another latte.
"It's ok, I need to get back to work," the man replies as he hastily puts his phone into his pocket, and grabs his umbrella.
"It will only take another few minutes," Logan replies as he sets the espresso machine to start. A hand tugs Logan's shirt, stopping him from hitting the start button. Logan turns to see who is tugging his shirt, and he comes in line with a pair of shining hazel eyes. A spark drives down Logan's spine as he recalls a certain familiarity with those eyes.
"It's you," both Logan and the man breathes out, as the man releases Logan's shirt, letting Logan's arm to fall slack to his side. As they gaze into each other's eyes, a small smile creeps up on both their faces as they both hold out their hands to shake the other.
"Hi, I'm James."
"Hi, I'm Logan."
"It's nice to meet you."
So now that you have all read the first bit of this story, I'm now pleased to announce that this is official OUR STORY!
You see, I recently came up with a Jagan story, fill with plot, story ideas, characters, background information, and EVERYTHING that you can think of for a multi-chapter fic. I even wrote the first chapter of the story only to hit a snag, and the snag is I don't know how to write LOVE.
You must be laughing at me right now, think how can you not know how to write love? Like just watch a whole bunch of lovey dovey tv shows or movies and BAM you should be able to write love right? WELL YEAH no. I tried and I failed. Reason? I haven't experienced love yet. There I said it. Sure I know what a crush is, but love? Nope. Nada. NO IDEA. Yeah, I'm kinda slow in this area of life…I don't even know how to flirt….
So this is where YOU READER comes in. YOU are going to help me. I started the story of how they met, and now I need your help to finish this story, and you can help with several things. :)
1. What do you think should happen next? Like what do people do in a relationship?
2. Am I conveying the feelings or situation right? This is for confirmation that I'm doing things right. xD
3. Too detailed or too vague on describing things? Are you getting the picture? This is for improving my writing. thx!
I really appreciate if those of you that do review this story to somehow answer these questions because this really helps me in my writing process, and I really want you all to read the Jagan fic that I started brainstorming about. But if this doesn't work out, I'll just stop writing and stick to reading…it is much easier for me to stop writing than to write a crappy story.
Thanks for your help!
Newbie OUT!