A/N: Hey guys! So I deleted Steady Love, sorry but I just didn't seem to have any plans for it. But this, I have tons of plans for. It may not seem like it's going anywhere, but later on it will. So please enjoy :)
It was almost two in the morning and Logan still hadn't gone to sleep. He could feel his eyes slowly closing from the exhaustion of everything that's been going on, but even though he closed his eyes, he still can't fall asleep. Logan is eighteen years old. Him and his three best friends are all in a band called Big Time Rush. They used to be no bodies that lived in dreadful Minnesota. But now, they live in sun filled California doing what they've always dreamed. Back in Minnesota, all four of them played hockey for their team, Minnesota Wild, so it's still hard for them to believe that they were just four regular guys on a hockey team, and now they're a band in LA.
They all live in the famous Palm Woods Hotel, apartment 2J to be exact. Besides Logan; Kendall, James and Carlos are the other 3 boys in Big Time Rush. They all live in apartment 2J along with Kendall's mom and little sister, Katie. The BTR boys record at Rocque Records with their 'boss' Gustavo Rocque. They have a huge tour coming up and they've been practicing new choreography and songs nonstop all week.
Logan assumed that he's been over tired and just couldn't get to sleep because of that reason, but it's been going on since before they started getting ready for the tour. He turn over to his side, laying eyes on the one he shared rooms with, Kendall. They've been best friends for as long as Logan could remember. Even before he met James and Carlos and got united as Big Time Rush. He figured if he just shut his eyes and remembered the long story about how him and Kendall met, then maybe he'd drift off to sleep in the middle of it all.
...
It was his 10th birthday. He was never really a people person, usually very shy, and always wanted to be alone. He didn't have many friends either, so when his birthday did role around, he didn't bother inviting anyone. He was sitting at the dinner table with his relatives all watching him anxiously, waiting for him to blow out the candles. He was about to blow them out when his mom cut in.
"Honey wait, let's get your dad out of the room before you blow your candles out."
Logan's dad had very bad lung problems, a lot of things set him out into a coughing fit, so even though it was his birthday, Logan's dad had to get away before he let smoke fly everywhere.
Logan's dad pulled his wife aside.
"Heather, it's fine, I'm fine, I've been taking my medicine and the doctor said that if I do, it's just gonna turn into a mild asthma. I'm getting better and you know that, it's okay." Heather sighed and walked back over to Logan and put her hands on his shoulders.
"Okay Logie! Make a wish!" He closed his eyes and blew. All ten candles went out. Logan sat there satisfied when he heard a faint wheezing noise.
"Mark? Mark!" Heather screamed. She knew this would happen, she could never get through to him like she wanted to. He always seemed to get his own way. Mark was on the floor gasping for air, one candle to many and his coughing sets off into overload.
"Dad?" Logan yelled. Tears formed in his eyes as his mom dragged him out of the house for fresh air. Mean while Logan's grandparents were calling an ambulance. Logan felt like he was being left alone. Everyone was running all over the place. They all eventually piled outside. He sadly followed, crying fully now. This was supposed to be a special day, a day for his wish to come true, a day for nothing to go wrong. Logan walked out on the lawn watching the ambulance pull up to the house. Logan was leaned against the front of the house, slowly sitting down. He put his head in his knees and cried until he felt a presence in front of him.
"Hey, what's going on?" Logan looked up to see comforting green eyes through his own watery brown eyes. He stood up and wiped some of his tears.
"Uhm, well.. t-today's my birthday and my dad is being taken to the emergency room."
"Oh my god, what happened?" Logan noticed his eyes turning into concern.
"He has really bad lung problems, and I blew out my candles so now-" He started to sob again, he felt it was his fault. Like he could've stopped it. Just then, he felt a warm set of arms wrap around him. It made Logan feel secure, and safe. He pulled apart and said
"My name is Kendall by the way."
"Logan." He said in between tears."
"I live right over there," He pointed over to a maroon house right across the street. "If you ever want to talk or hang out or somethin' don't hesitate. I hope everything gets better Logan." He said with a smile, and left toward his house. Logan sat back down on the grass. He would never forget the day he met Kendall. The day his birthday wish came true.
...
Logan moaned and turned over on his back. He still couldn't get to sleep. He at least thought he'd be half asleep.
"Logan?" Kendall whispered from his bed.
"Oh my god, did I wake you up? Sorry.."
"No, it's fine. Why are you still up?"
"I couldn't get to sleep."
"But it's three in the morning!" Logan looked at his digital clock on his nightstand and saw that it was in fact three in the morning. Last time he checked it was almost two.
"Ughhh!" Logan groaned and put the blankets over his head.
"Is something bothering you? Is that why you can't get to sleep?"
"No, I don't know why I can't get to sleep, but it's annoying the hell out of me."
"Just try to relax, and empty your mind." Logan did the exact opposite. He filled his mind with every moment they had together in Minnesota and how they met.
"I've tried everything. It's been happening for a couple weeks now." Logan said staring at the ceiling.
Kendall sat at the edge of his bed. "Maybe I- uh, should leave."
"What? Why?" Logan sat up.
"Well.. you know. Maybe you can..."
"Kendall. No, I'm not gonna force you to leave so I can jerk off, just to get to sleep."
"Okay, your loss." He said smugly laying back down.
"My loss? Dude, go to sleep."
"Touché."
…
"Logie! Wake up, Gustavo wants us to practice super early today." Kendall said slightly shaking Logan. He moaned as expected.
"Five more minutes." He said snatching away from Kendall's grip.
"When did you finally get to sleep last night?"
"I don't know." He moaned.
"Well, come on, get up! Take a hot shower and drink an energy drink or something." At this point Kendall was practically pushing Logan off the bed until he finally gave in.
After his shower, he dragged himself out into the kitchen and sat down at the island.
"Good morning Logan." Ms. Knight greeted him. Logan just slammed his head down on the counter in response.
"Jeesh, how late did you get to sleep last night?"
"I didn't." He sighed. "What's for breakfast?"
"French-toast, eggs, and sausage."
"Yum."
"Hey Logan." Katie said, walking out of her bedroom.
"Hey." Logan turned to face her.
"Oh wow, you look terrible."
"Thanks." He put his head back down on the counter.
"Logan, do you want me to call Gustavo to ask if you can stay home?" Kendall said from the couch while he turned off the TV and got up.
"Nah, I'm sure I'll be fine."
"Logan. You look like you got punched in both eyes. You really need to catch up on your sleep."
"What does it matter? Even if I did stay home, I probably still wouldn't be able to get to sleep."
"If you insist." Kendall said, walking back over to the couch.
…
They got to Rocque Records and immediately got greeted by Gustavo's partner, Kelly.
"Hey guys, here's the script you should all look over for the new music video," She said handing them a booklets with the song title on the front. "You can hang out here for a while and read them, Gustavo is in a meeting right now but he should be back soon." Kelly left and Kendall, James, Carlos and Logan all sat down in a seating area near their studio to read the script. It was silent. Logan obviously wasn't the only one who was tired. It was extremely early so they all didn't get as much sleep as they wanted to. Just then, Kendall started humming some of their new song, and before Logan knew it, his head jerked back against the couch and he was fast asleep.