Title: Open Road.
Fandom: Big Time Rush.
Pairing: Kendall Knight/Logan Mitchell.
Rating: Eventual NC-17.
Summary: "Just me, a beautiful boy and the open road." Based on Open Road from Glory Days.
Warnings: Swearing, slash, adult themes.
A/N: I don't own anything, unfortunately. I also live in England and have only visited one of the places mentioned in this story. So if anything I write is inaccurate, I apologise and blame my poor Googling skills.
Kendall threw his last bag in the trunk of his car and then turned back to his mother and sister on the sidewalk.
"Are you sure that you have everything?"
"Yes, mom. I'm sure," Kendall smiled fondly.
"And you're absolutely certain that you want to do this?"
Kendall wrapped his arms around his mother, holding her close, "I'll only be gone about a month, mom. Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Mrs Knight sighed, "You promise me that you'll be careful?"
"Of course. And I'll call you every day, alright?"
Mrs Knight pulled away from the hug and held her son's face in her hands, smiling, "You're a good boy."
Kendall pressed a gentle kiss to his mom's cheek and gave her another hug, "I love you, mom."
Prying himself away from his mother's grip, Kendall turned to Katie and scooped her up into his arms.
"I'll miss you, baby sister."
Katie rolled her eyes, but couldn't help smiling, "You'll be back in a month. Just don't do anything stupid, ok? Oh! And you better bring me back a present!"
Kendall laughed lightly, "I'll find you something."
He had only just put his sister down when he was grabbed again by his mother. She hugged him tightly and sighed heavily.
"I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you too, mom."
Kendall eventually found himself climbing into the driver's seat and starting the ignition. He felt nervous and scared, but he'd wanted to do this for ages now and here was his chance.
He rolled down the windows and said goodbye to his family as they waved him off.
As he turned the corner, and his mother and sister disappeared from his sight, the blonde teenager turned on the radio, playing the mixed CD that he had made for his road trip to California.
California had always fascinated Kendall. It seemed like such a bright, busy and warm place to be; a contrast to his hometown in Minnesota. Kendall desperately needed to get out and clear his head.
Sure, he would miss his family loads, but he would be back and seeing them again soon. Kendall just needed to do this right now.
Minnesota held too many bad memories for Kendall and he was beginning to feel trapped. The trip had been planned for months, but Kendall never had the courage to go through with it; that was until his girlfriend of three years suddenly ended their relationship.
Kendall was heartbroken; he hadn't seen it coming. However, he knew that he needed to move on. So here he is, three weeks later, beginning his much needed journey.
Kendall left Minnesota, admiring the different sights that rushed past the windows as he drove by; it'd be a while before he saw them again. But the teen soon found that he was no longer nervous; he was excited. He was grinning as he sang along to the radio, heading in the direction of Des Moines, Iowa.
Being a natural leader, Kendall loved being in control and making decisions. This trip was perfect for him. He was able to stop wherever he wished, visit any town he wanted to, and driving for as long as he liked. Kendall also quickly discovered that he loved walking around the different towns and cities as night as you could tell a lot about the place by its nightlife.
But Kendall didn't find himself going to all the clubs and bars – he had his fake I.D. handy for when he did though. Kendall found that he preferred to walk through the parks and fields as the sun set. It was quiet and relaxing; perfect after hours behind the wheel. But it was also quite romantic. Kendall would see plenty of couples walking hand-in-hand as he roamed about in the evening and it made him feel lonely; it made him think of the girl that broke his heart. But anytime that Kendall would think of her, he would shake the thought out of his head, quickly reminding himself that this trip was supposed to help him to forget about her.
Kendall found himself going to clubs occasionally and he lost himself in the music and the alcohol. Girls would press themselves up against him and Kendall would enjoy the feeling of having someone close to him, but nothing went any further than a bit of grinding on the dance floor. Afterwards, the blonde would stumble back to his car that he'd parked in a nearby, empty car park and fall asleep on the backseat.
Before the trip, Kendall had been saving up all of his extra money; making sure that he would have enough money for his trip to visit all the places he wished and to have the occasional motel night when he felt like sleeping in a proper bed or having a proper shower.
When Kendall found himself in Lincoln, Nebraska, he found that he loved the nightlife. O Street was full of bars and clubs and Kendall was starting to feel lonely again – even though he had only been on the road for five days – so he decided to properly check out the night scene.
The teenager stayed in Lincoln for three nights, visiting downtown, O Street each night. On night two, he was approached by a group of regulars who invited him to join them. Kendall eagerly accepted and had a great night telling them all about where he had been so far, what he had planned and – when he'd had plenty to drink – he danced with them on the dance floor, laughing and letting himself go.
The pretty, blonde girl in the group – Kendall was honestly too drunk to remember any of their names – smiled at him as she danced closely to him. Kendall licked his lips and smiled back, grabbing onto her wrist and pulling her closer. The girl turned in his grip and leant back against his chest as she swayed her hips with his. Kendall's hands held onto her hips and she ran her fingers through his hair as he leant forwards and pressed kisses to her neck. She began to press back against him more forcefully and Kendall's hands crept down to her upper thighs, his fingers playing with the hem of her short and tight, white dress, stroking against her smooth skin.
Kendall ended up being dragged into a bathroom stall where the blonde girl got on her knees and unzipped his jeans. His fingers twisted in her chemically straightened hair as she worked her mouth on him, giving him the release that he didn't realise he so desperately needed.
The group invited him to come out with them again the next night, and Kendall accepted their offer.
At the end of the following night, the blonde girl from before invited him back to her place, but Kendall declined, claiming that he had to get back on the road early the next morning. In all honesty though, Kendall just didn't want to sleep with her.
The hangover he had the next day was hell; he regretted drinking so much over the last few days, but he'd be lying if he said it wasn't enjoyable.
The blonde threw on his shades as he walked through the streets, searching for the nearest convenience store to stock up on food for the next couple of days.
It was late afternoon by the time he finally got back on the road, planning to head for Texas.