Um so this is my first story! So any reviews critiques or compliments would be awesome!
Disclaimer: I guess I have to put one of these, so I don't own Big Time Rush!
The truth was that I was scared, because I loved him. I knew it wasn't normal to notice the way your best friend curled his perfect hair behind his ear. I knew it wasn't normal to hurt when he kissed a girl, or to wish many times, he was kissing me. I knew it wasn't normal to have more feelings behind friendship. While others conversed with him without much thought, each word he spoke was simply intoxicating to me.
It was serious physical pain, to see everyday go by and know he would never be mine.
Everyday while we were recording in the studio or hanging at the Palm woods, I acted. I acted like everything was okay, like I wasn't hurting, but when he met Jo that was the final straw.
I didn't cry when I broke my arm. Not a tear fell when my parents got divorced. When my dog died, I didn't cry. That night, after he met Jo I sobbed. I cried for what could never be.
6 weeks passed. 6 whole weeks of utter misery. We rehearsed, we learned new songs, I met girls, I was never interested but appearances had to be kept and secrets had to remain secret.
One day I woke up and I was alone. Logan had left for the pool and he took Carlos with him. Katie and Mrs. Knight had gone down to the grove to do some shopping and were going to be all day. Kendall and I were all alone. I walked out into the kitchen area to find Kendall swirling his a spoon in a full bowl of cereal, as if he was uninterested in the food.
"So are you going to eat some or is soggy cereal like part of the new Kendall Knight diet?"
"Oh funny. This coming from the guy who tried a rotten banana and avocado face mask?"
"Hey, this perfected skin takes a lot of work! I for one am just waiting to meet one of the many woodland creatures living in those famed Knight eyebrows."
I got him to laugh at that one. Then he got a look on his face, one that I haven't seen too many times before.
"James. We should uh, we should talk."
I think I might write another chapter, but depends on the muse I guess...