Okay guys! I know this story has been long awaited by my readers, but here it finally is!

Full Summary: It was just a trip to the store for a present. How could it have gone so horribly wrong? When Logan gets shot on the way home, he loses his memory. But this isn't one of those stories. Nope. When Logan wakes up to find three boys staring at him, he quickly decides he doesn't enjoy their company. What will his best friends, and boyfriend, do without him? What will they do to try and get him back? Will he even ever come back?

Let's get started.

Chapter 1: The Shot Rang Out

Logan did a small fist pump as he spun his spinny chair in a circle. It took a couple weeks, but what he ordered had finally arrived at the local Target. He stood up, smiling, and walked over to his closet and pulled out a pair of sneakers and a jacket. It was windy that day in Californa, and it was supposed to rain. Remembering the chance of rain, Logan switched out his jacket for a thick-ish hoodie.

After putting on the shoes and the hoodie, Logan walked out in the living room, a smile still on his face. He scanned the living room as he walked out, seeing if anyone he didn't want knowing where he was going was still in the apartment. Seeing the coast clear, only his boyfriend, James, sitting on the orange couch.

"Where are you going?" James asked, spoting Logan.

"I'm gonna go pick up Carlos' birthday present. You want to join me?" Logan asked walking over to the kitchen area and stopping, waiting for James' answer.

"Sure, but wasn't Carlos' birthday last month? And didn't you get him a 20 dollar gift certificate to Walmart?"

"Yes it was, and yes I did. But I had planned for another gift, that just arrived at Target today, and I wish to go pick it up. I might not give it to Carlos anymore, but he'll still like it. Now come on, I don't wanna get caught in the rain."

"Okay, okay. Let me put some shoes on real fast." James said, running down the hall.

A total of 2 minutes later, the two boys were in a cab on their way to Target.

Upon arrivel, Logan payed the driver, and they climbed out. James jumped slightly as something cold and wet hit his head. "It's raining." He said, without even looking up. He knew what rain felt like.

"And that's why I'm wearing the hoodie. Now come on, I wanna try to get home before the rain starts coming down too hard." Logan said, grabbing James' hand and dragging him inside.

They walked through the store, stopping multiple times to look at random items on random shelfs, but they eventually made it to where the online orders got delivered.

"Hi, I'm here to pick up an item that arrived today." Logan said to the women running the counter.

"Name?" She asked, getting ready to type on ehr keyboard.

"Logan Mitchell. M-I-T-C-H-E-L-L." Logan said.

The women typed on her keyboard, clicked a couple things, and then said, "I'll be right back with it." Before turning away without another word, walking through a door behind her.

"Well? What if I didn't want it right now?" Logan asked to nobody before sticking his tongue out and turning around to lean against the counter, crossing his arms. He watched out of the corner of his eye as James did the same, but Logan could feel eyes on him.

He looked up at James, who was staring at him with a goofy grin. "What?" Logan asked in a nervous chuckle.

"I just forget how dorky you are sometimes." James said, shrugging.

"Oh, I'm plently dorking all the time, it's just on rare accesions that I'm extra dorky." Logan said, smiling back at James.

James chuckled before leaning in a giving Logan a quick peck on the lips. "Well, I love all you dorky-ness, extra or not." He said.

"Aw, aren't you sweet." A voice said behind them, making them both jump. "Here's your thing." The lady said, holding out a small brown box.

"Thanks." Logan said, sending the women a nervous smile.

"You two are a cute couple, just so you know." The lady smiled at Logan before sending a wink at James.

"Thank you." James said, nodding at the girl, covering for a now panicked looking Logan.

"Have a great day." She said, nodding back.

"You too." James gently grabbed the brown box from the counter and gently pulling Logan in the other direction.

Once they were out of earshot, James started chuckling. "What? What's funny?" Logan asked, looking up at James, a light blush covering his cheeks.

James threw and arm around Logan and kissed his forehead. "You're just cute."

Logan just ducked his head for a second before laying it on James' shoulder. "You wanna get something to eat while were here? I saw a Pizza Hut when we came in."

James shrugged, making Logan's head rise and fall. "Sure, but what about the rain?"

"Eh, so we'll get a little wet, so what? I really want to get some pizza, and see if it is what I ordered, because all I can tell is it's a box." Logan said, taking the brown box from James and looking at it. He gave it a gentle shake and something inside shook. "It's a box with something in it."

James laughed. "Yes, it is. So, pizza?"

"Please."

Logan shoved the last of his crust, which was at least half, into his mouth, making his cheeks pop out, and sucsessfully making him look like a cute chipmunk. In James' opinion anyway.

James chuckled for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, wiping his face with a napkin. Logan shot him a puzzeled look, but his mouth was too full to ask what he was laughing at, even though he probably knew.

James just smiled at him, thinking about how it was just one of the many things he loved about Logan. Logan could always make him laugh, whether he was trying to or not.

Logan swolled his mouthfull, took a drink of his coke, and then looked at James again. "What?"

"I love you." James just kept smiling at Logan, but on the inside he was freaking out. That's not what he meant to say!

"W-what?" Logan asked, thanking the heavens he wasn't taking a drink, otherwise he woulda done the most awesome spit take all over James.

"Oh, uh, um..." James said. He was still in shock that he said it.

"Did you mean it?" Logan asked, tears filling his eyes.

James instantly took Logan's hand, which was lying near his coke, into both hands. Logan lowered his head and stared at them. "Of course I did!" James said. "I just...was as caught off gaurd as you were. My heart spoke before my brain could process what the words were. I love you Logan."

James watched the top of Logan's head, which was all he could see. "Logan?" He asked gently. When he saw a clear drop fall onto the table, he jumped up from his seat, never letting go of Logan's hands, to sit on his knees in front of him. "Logie?"

When Logan didn't look up, James gently removed one hand from Logan's to put it under Logan's chin. James gently coaxed Logan to look at him, heart stopping momentairly at the sight of the tears in Logan's eyes. "Why are you crying?" James asked, starting to panic. Wasn't an 'I love you' supposed to be a good thing?

"B-because," Logan said, leaning in closer to James. "I l-love you too."

James was 99.9% sure everything stopped right then. Time just froze as Logan looked at him, his warm brown eyes shown with true love and tears of joy, that crooked smile of his that always made James' heart skip a beat forming on his face.

Everything was kicked back into high gear and Logan leaned in to eliminate the gap that was between them.

The kiss was soft and sweet, but to James it was almost like sensory overload. Sparks were shooting through his whole body at high speed, and the cool feel of Logan's tears against his hot face just made his stomach do weird flips. It always seemed to be like this, but this time it just seemed so much more intense, more passionate.

Apparently Logan felt it too, becuase he pulled away almost gasping. "I guess this means I can give you your gift now."

James took a deep breath before raising an eyebrow. "My gift?"

Logan grabbed the box and handed it to James. "Sorry I didn't get a chance to wrap, or even to see if it's the right gift. I kinda just picked it up."

James chuckled before standing back up and walking back over to the other side of the table. He picked up his little plastic knife and stabbed the tape at the top of the box, slowly cutting it open.

Once it was open, he reached in and felt something...fluffy? Gently pulling out the fluffy object, James soon held in his hands a...

Teddy bear?

James looked up at Logan, who smiled hesitantly, then looked back at the teddy bear.

It was medium sized, with white fur, and milk chocolate beads for eyes. It had a black line of thread for a smile and black button for a nose. And on it's chest was a little red heart with a blue L in it.

"I thought this was for Carlos?" Was the first question out of James' mouth as he looked up at Logan.

"Well, I had to have some excuse." Logan said, shrugging.

"What's it for?" James asked, looking back down at the teddy bear, and more closely at the cursive L in the little red heart.

"You remember on our 1 month anniversary, you told me I would forever be your little Logie-Bear?"

James smiled. He had meant that. Logan had always been little Logie-Bear to him and his friends, but James had told Logan he was James', forever and beyond.

"Yeah, I do." James said, not taking his eyes of the little bear in his hands.

"Well, here's your proof. That is your little Logie bear."

James looked up at Logan, smiling. "I love it." He said.

"Well, that's good then. I'd be worried if you didn't." Logan chuckled, bringing a hand to the back of his neck.

James laughed and leaned across the table to give Logan a quick peck on the nose, making the boy scrunch up his face, like he always did when James kissed his nose.

"Come on, let's head out. I wanna get home and cuddle with my Logie-Bear." James said, putting the bear back in it's box before piling up their trash into one big pile on their tray.

"Hmm, which one?" Logan asked, standing up and picking up the tray.

"Ha ha, you of course, silly." James laughed, picking up the box and his to-go cup of coke.

Logan smiled and threw away their trash, laying the tray next to the trash can. James rested the box between his side and his elbow, holding the drink in his hand, then he wrapped his free arm around Logan's waist, pulling him closer.

They walked outside to a small rainstorm. It wasn't coming down too hard, but it wasn't a coming down easy at all. James pulled Logan closer to him as they started to walk out. "You know we don't have a way home now, right?" James asked. Taxies were easy to find by the Palm Woods, but out by the malls, they were impossible to hunt down.

"We could call Kendall and tell him to bring the BTR mobile?" Logan said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his cell phone.

"Oh, right. Do that." James said, still not realising his grip around Logan's waist.

Logan smiled and started scrolling through his contacts, looking for AAKendall, who had the extra A's at the beginning of his name so he was near the top, right along with ACarlos and AAAAJames.

Logan put up the phone to his ear and it wasn't long before Kendall answered. "Hey Loges." James heard Kendall say through the phone.

"Hey Ken, I was wondering if you could come pick me and James up?"

"I was wondering where you ran off too. Yeah, sure, where you guys at?"

"We're standing outside Tar-"

James felt Logan suddenly jerk backward slightly. He looked down just in time to see Logan's eyes roll back and he went limp. Thanks to James' grip on his waist he didn't fall to the ground, but his phone did. "Logan? Hello?" James heard Kendall say over the phone.

That's when James heard the gun shot echo from the distant.

James instantly laid the unconsious Logan on the ground. "Logan? Logan!" James cried.

James scanned Logan quickly, trying to see if there was an obvious sign as to why Logan suddenly passed out.

That's when he saw the small hole in the side of Logan's forehead, already a thick stream of blood coming from it. "Oh my god, Logan!" James screamed.

"Logan? James? What's going on? What's wrong?" James heard Kendall's voice coming from the abandon phone.

James quickly picked it up and put it to his ear, tears already falling down his face. "K-Kendall, oh my god, Logan's been shot."

About a foot away, a small white teddy bear had falled halfway out of it box, getting soaked by rain and spilt coke.

This chapter went on for FOREVER! Like, jeez! This is probably going to be the longest chapter in this story, although I had fully expected it to be the shortest. I just kept getting ideas that screamed "Hey! We're full of fluffy goodness right now, but we're going to be super angsty later!" So, yeah, I threw them in there.

Okay, I'm gonna send a quick shout out to Forget the Moon-Ignore the Sky, who became my new stalker recently, and just made me super happy with her reviews, and got me back into the writing mood, which I kinda fell out of for a little while. So, here's your shout out! ^_^

Okay, so now I'm going to go sleep, then write updates for things that need to be updated, and then go sequel-ize things that need their sequels! Yay!

Review, please!

-Saun