I've become somewhat of a fan of this pairing. This is so dumb and random but here we go. I don't own Big Time Rush.
He didn't really care if she despised his favorite sport. He could always skate on the ice with her.
He really didn't mind that she was around her invidious co-star 24/7. He would always be on her mind.
He appreciated and loved all of his fans that held up the signs and screamed his name, but not like he loved her. This love was far to deep.
He loved that she was a southerner, born and raised in North Carolina. It set her apart from all of the local brats in Los Angeles.
She was a small town girl with a heart full of big dreams and aspirations. She took the risk, and she owned it.
Kendall loved sifitng his fingers through Jo's sea of beautiful, golden hair, and the way that she grinned up at him when he did so. Her chocolate brown eyes always seemed to glow when she stared up at him, connecting with his speckled green ones.
He adored it when she refered to him as Ken. No one had ever called him that before, and it seemed like their special thing. If only he could get her to let him call her Joanna, like her mother did when she called.
Kendall isn't sure where Jo's mother is.
He's never experienced feelings like this before; it was amazing. The way Jo walked, talked, ate...Kendall could go on for hours. Maybe even years.
Kendall knew that Jo Taylor, the small town North Carolinian would be with him forever.
He plans on marrying that girl one day. Watching her step down the aisle in her gorgeous whitegown, dignifying that she was still pure and untouched.
She is so beautiful to him. Always would be.
Really, really random I must say.