Okay, so I decided to make a Big Time Rush fanfic.

It might end up as a little bit of a cliché concidering I've read so many fanfics over the past few weeks... so there might be some similarities to other stories, but I try not to make it to much like every other story :)

And, yeah, Obviously I do not own Big Time Rush or any of the characters involved in this story (my version of a disclaimer) :)

There's gonna be another chapter up in not such a long time (I'm in a good writing mood today) sooo... yeah, enjoy the story :)

Chapter 1

Katie's POV

I slammed the door shut. I couldn't believe it! Once again that stupid, self absorbed, shallow, egoistic James Diamond ruined another one of my dates. I had finally convinced Kyle to give me a second chance after James messed up our date when I was 10. Okay, we might have been too young to watch Kiss and Tell back then, but James wasn't really my brother. He had no right to get all over-protective and freak out! And yeah, it was a long time ago, but it still bothered Kyle. He didn't trust me completely after the thing with James. Sure, knowing Kyle didn't trust me after all these years only meant he wasn't worth wasting any more time on. But that still didn't mean it was okay for James to do what he did.

I stormed off towards my room. Luckily the apartment was empty so no one saw me. Just as I was about to reach the doorknob of my bedroom door, James came bolting into the apartment after me.

"Katie," he said, voice raised but not quite screaming, holding something I couldn't quite place. It was definitely my first time hearing whatever this was in his voice. I twirled around and shot him a furious glare. I could see him practically crumble under my gaze. Good. I smiled mentally. He got the message.

"What, James? You think you can just come running after me and say whatever it is that you were planning on saying and everything will be fine?"

He stood with his arms raised in front of him, like he was shielding him self from an explosion. He was so afraid of me. I smirked to myself, suddenly I felt powerful. James Diamond wasn't afraid of much.

Regardless, he nodded slowly to answer my question. "Well, you are wrong! It is not okay!" I shouted.

It wasn't until then that I noticed he had moved almost all the way over to me. I walked into my room and grabbed my iPod and headphones, blasted on some rock pretty loud and decided to head off to my secret hiding place.

I opened the door and almost knocked James over, he had been outside of it apparently just about to enter my room. I completely ignored him though, and walked right past him. I could barley hear him call after me, so I cranked up the volume a little more so that I completely drowned him out.

I walked over to the elevator, entered it and pressed the top floor button.

Once I finally arrived there, I stormed off towards the room with a sign that read "staff only", being me I completely ignored that and went inside. The room, which honestly was more like a hallway, held a few boxes I wasn't really sure I wanted to know what was in and a lot of spider webs and dust. It also held the only visible part of the air duct and the door that led up to the rooftop.

I suspected only Buddha Bob – if anyone at all – ever used this room. Which of course was why I liked it so much, it made my hiding spot much less likely to be discovered. It was the only place I could lay and watch the stars in the nights after a bad dream or just to clear my head, and know for sure that I would be alone.

With me being… well, me; this was a place I needed a lot, which was also the only reason I had even bothered to decorate the place. It was well decorated with green plants with an occasional dash of color in form of a potted flower, making this my own oasis. There was also a carpet and some pillows tucked away in one of the very few places there was a possibility to hide something from the rain.

This is also where I kept my journal. Living in an apartment with four – well, really just Kendall and James – sneaky boys, I decided it was best not to risk having it in the apartment.

I pulled out the pillows and made myself comfortable in a corner, which always functioned as my personal chair when I was up here. I pulled out my journal and I started writing about how nice my date had been, up until James came along, that is and how annoyed I was at him.

I finished up, put my diary away and decided to just enjoy the music and the cooling breeze that had started playing with my hair. I don't know how long I had been sitting there, when the sun finally was starting its decent and the door to the rooftop opened and Logan appeared.

Okay, so he also knew about this place. It was kind of our secret place. He had helped me decorate; I knew he needed it as much as me at times. The guys could be quite annoying, so one day when he was getting really desperate, and I mean desperate, I showed it to him. He had resulted to escape to my room, which was the one furthest away from all the noise of the living room, turning the music up as loud as he dared to without harming his hearing when he tried to do his ton of homework, even though it would take him nearly twice as long to finish it up since he was horrible at concentrating on his homework with music on.

So knowing I could really trust him, I showed him my secret hiding place, on the one condition he would never speak of, or show it to anyone. He had agreed to my terms and kept his promise. Logan was usually horrible at improvising fake stories, but whenever it came to our hiding place he always had some story ready, in case anyone should ask where he had been. I was proud of how strong he was being about it, he hadn't even showed Camille and I knew just how much he didn't like to keep secrets. But we both knew this is what kept him sane too, so he would do whatever was in his power to keep it.

"Hey," he said gently, got out another pillow and sat down next to me on the cool metal. "You've been gone a long time. James is freaking out downstairs, and he is starting to rub it off on the others. They're practically on the verge of going on a full fledged search and calling the police," he laughed, but I knew he really was serious.

"Sorry…" I said really meaning it, "I just needed to get the hell away from James." Logan gave me a knowing smile as if to say James could be a complete jackass, which he totally could.

"What'd he do now?" he asked, sounding almost annoyed on my behalf.

"He ruined my date with Kyle and was just plainly being an idiot… You know the usual."

Logan started laughing a heartwarming laugh. Hearing his truly amused, full on laugh always managed to cheer me up.

"I mean, I know he can be a complete idiot sometimes, but it just bothers me so much that he has to do that to me. Seriously, not even Kendall would have gone that far and he's like the definition of overprotective," I said.

"Maybe he has some ulterior motive?" Logan suggested. My mouth fell open. Oh my God. Why hadn't I thought about it that way?

"Y-you mean as in… he-he's jealous?" I stuttered shocked. "Yeah," he said flashing me a half smile.

I mean, yeah it was crazy, but it was the only thing that really made sense. He had been around for most of my dates and messed up something. Maybe he really was jealous? But why would he of all people like me? I know there's not really anything wrong with me, but seeing the girls he usually dated… well, they were nothing like me.

"Yeah but… his girlfriends… they're nothing like me… I mean, I know I'm not really ugly or anything, but… I mean… They've all just been so blonde, a-and skinny and… playboy bunny-like," I said, sounding about as shocked as I was with nothing really coming out in full sentences.

"Maybe none of his relationships ever really worked out because he wasn't with the right girl?" Logan suggested.

"Maybe…"

We sat in silence for what seemed like forever, before Logan finally clapped his hands together.

"Okay, we really should get back down before James seriously makes everybody freak out and call the cops and really start searching for you," he said offering me a hand to help me up. I accepted it with a big smile on my face and started gathering up the pillows and tucking them back in to their place as I got back on my feet.

"You still haven't showed anybody, right?" I asked. "Don't you trust me?" he fake gasped and faked offended. I gently bumped my shoulder into his and said, "if I didn't, I wouldn't have shown you in the first place. I just had to double check, you know?"

"Yeah, I know," he said smiling, wrapping an arm around my shoulders, which were almost on the exact same level as his own, "I really appreciate you trusting me with this though."

I just smirked at him as we headed back down. Once we came out of the "staff only" area, Logan dropped his arm from my shoulders. Although it was just a practically meaningless all-friendly thing, Kendall – being the overprotective big brother he is – would freak if he saw that. Even though the chances of him finding us there was slim, we didn't take any chances.

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