Unsheltered

By: Riley

Summary –Wally 'WayneWayne' Dooley could admit that his family holds too much of an influence on him. At least, he could, before he became friends with Riley Jackson. Now he doesn't know if he has any influence on his own life and it's starting to spiral out of control.

.:Chapter One:.

"How much more fake-blood do we need?" Dak Zevon asked as he looked into the large paint bucket that was filled with red food coloring, corn syrup, and flour.

"Ummm," WayneWayne Dooley carefully placed a wheelchair on the ground before walking back over to his best friend. "Another half gallon should do it." He said as he scratched the back of his neck. "Either way, I might be making another one later tonight, just in case we go through a lot of takes before we get the scene down right."

"Good point." Dak agreed.

WayneWayne stretched his arms over his head as he looked around. "Where'd the others go?" He asked curiously.

"Well, you sent Rhuben and Patrick out to get more paintbrushes," Dak explained as he wiped sweat off of his forehead. "And then you made Sydney go with them because you weren't sure if the two would just fight over brushes or just pick the wrong ones. They should be back any minute" He then nodded behind WayneWayne. "And Riley, Noah, and Lizzie are still making some of the scenery you asked for."

"Great." WayneWayne smiled a little as he went back to his story-board.

Taking a break from the Ziggle Zaggles for the possible next season, WayneWayne Dooley quickly found himself bored when he wasn't doing anything. Sure, the times that he spent over at Dak's house, he had a good time. But he wanted to do something that would keep his mind off of the fact that he wasn't sure if he was going to have a job at the start of the next season. Pilot season was over, and he didn't get to go to many auditions due to working on the Ziggle Zaggles, Dak would be leaving soon to go work on Legally Blonde and then A Separate Peace and he knew that he would have to find something that would hold his attention long enough.

After looking at what his father did for a job; producing TV shows and movies, and what his brother-in-law, Sam, was doing; writing screenplays, he knew that he wanted to do something like that, but went a different way. He wanted to be a director; on a whim, he called up his friends to help him direct and film his first movie. It was a horror film that he had written to be different from the other horror films that were out these days. He knew that Dak would immediately jump onto help him, as he was his best friend. But getting Riley, Rhuben, Patrick, Noah, and Sydney Jackson(-McGuire) to help him he was sure was going to be a bit harder.

Their number one and two jobs were to further their music career in the US, as their band is originally from (and found a lot of success in) Sydney, Australia and to help Big Time Rush with their work into the US market. They had signed to a contract to help Gustavo Rocque at Rocque Records to do so and have been signed for the past two years. Dak used to be signed to Rocque Records do the same thing, but recently released himself from it so he could work on the many musicals that he was a part of. Because of that, the Jacksons worked on music almost 24/7 and hardly got a break as they were constantly shuttling back and forth from the United States and Australia to do public appearances, record music, and do press junkets.

But they were currently taking a short break from their music, and jumped at the chance to help WayneWayne on his movie.

"Hey, I'm going to go finish this, and then when the others get back, we can take a break for lunch and then get started with some of the easier scenes." WayneWayne said and then slipped into his house, goose bumps popping up on his arms when the air conditioning hit him, compared to the heat of LA that day. He pulled a stool out from the Formica counter and climbed up onto it, dropping his large pad of paper onto the counter with a dull 'thud'. He let out a sigh as he looked over it. "If I knew that it was going to be this hard, I would have gotten one of dad's friends to help me with this."

He jumped at the sound of the front door opening and closing loudly, and then relaxed when he heard his sister's voices heading towards him. He gave Jaycee and Natalie a smile as they walked into the kitchen, dropping their purses on the table.

"Hey Wally," Jaycee greeted him with a bright smile as she walked over to him, her hands placed on her stomach. She was three months pregnant and had started to show a little bit. "What's going on?" She asked, looking around the kitchen, noticing that cabinets and drawers were pulled open.

"My friends and I are trying to make a horror film," WayneWayne replied as he scratched his forehead with his pen. "The one I was telling you about last week?" He added helpfully.

He wouldn't be that bothered if they had already forgotten about it. Their lives were so hectic as it was. Jaycee at 27, who had gotten married in the last year, is a photographer that specializes in weddings, families, and babies and Natalie at 25, was trying to become a successful producer in the music industry. She didn't know what she really wanted to do yet, but she had gotten a lot of experience from interning and shadowing some of the bigger names out there.

"I'm sure it will be great," Natalie said helpfully. "When you told us the idea that you had for it, we all knew that it was going to be a hit. It's one of the more original horror movie ideas that I've ever heard of in the past few years. Horror films aren't really that scary anymore as it is." She pulled out the stool next to WayneWayne and flashed him a bright smile.

"What?" he asked warily, already knowing what she was going to say. He leaned back and looked at Jaycee. "Why didn't you let her sit down?" He asked Natalie as he got up from the stool and motioned for his eldest sister to take it.

"I'm fine." Jaycee said with a bright smile, lightly rubbing her stomach.

"She's fine," Natalie echoed before lightly running her index finger in a circle on top of the counter. "Soooo," she drew out the word, stalling a little bit as she looked over at Jaycee. "We couldn't help but notice that you and Girlfriend have been dating for a while, or whatever," she then looked WayneWayne right in the eye. "But you haven't actually been on a first date yet."

WayneWayne tried not to laugh. As usual, they were trying to pry into his love-life, thinking that he was dating Riley. It was partially their fault and Riley's that they thought that they were dating; the first time that Riley had met them, since his parents had assumed that they were dating, Riley didn't exactly deny it, so they had been convinced that the two were ever since. WayneWayne, repeatedly, had tried to tell them that they weren't dating, but his sisters didn't seem to get that he was telling the truth.

It also didn't help that Riley continued to play along with it every time she was around him when his sisters were around.

"Should I even bother trying to deny that we're going out when you guys aren't going to believe me anyway?" WayneWayne asked as he turned his attention back to his story-board.

"Probably not," Jaycee said with a pleasant smile. "You've tried before, but we know that something is there, whether or not you want to admit it." She then slightly leaned forward. "Because we're girls, we'll always know. And we know all of the secrets."

"That would explain how you always seemed to know what I had done whenever I got in trouble when we were kids, even if you weren't there." WayneWayne mused to himself.

"Don't change the subject, little brother," Natalie slapped her hand down on the counter. "When are you two going to go out on a real date?"

WayneWayne put his pen down, knowing that he wasn't going to get any work done with them around. "Even if I wanted to, which I don't," he said sharply, shifting his brown eyes back and forth between his sisters. They merely looked back at him, but he knew that they didn't believe him. "I wouldn't know where to take her, since they've been getting really big with BTR here, there'd be fans almost everywhere we go."

"So go on your date here." Jaycee said, as if she suddenly thought about it. "It'd be great; you could double with me and Sam."

WayneWayne's right eye twitched. "You're married." He pointed out.

"So?"

"It's kind of weird if you think about it, married couples referring to the fact that they're still dating. Plus, I don't want her to think that I want to marry her, by doubling with you." WayneWayne turned to Natalie. "And I don't have to worry about you, because you don't have a boyfriend."

"Watch it, Wally; I'm still older than you." Natalie warned him. She looked up as Dak slipped through the back door and walked into the kitchen. "Oh, look, it's the other half of the Bromance!" She greeted him. Dak rolled his eyes, although he had a smirk on his face, and turned to WayneWayne.

"The others just got back with the paint brushes," he said. "They also got some random stuff from Goodwill, just in case you could use them."

"Thanks, I'll go check it out in a minute," WayneWayne replied and then slowly smiled. "Although I think I heard them get back five minutes ago. I'm sure you used that time to get turned down by Rhubes, again." He chuckled to himself as Dak gave an easy-going shrug and a smile.

"It can't hurt to try." He said.

"Yeah, but it could bruise your ego." WayneWayne reminded him.

Dak gave a wicked smile. "I could say the same to you." He turned and disappeared through the backdoor.

Jaycee let out a loud sigh, looking at the ceiling. "Alright, we'll just leave you to your work then." She grabbed onto Natalie's arm and dragged her off of the stool and out of the kitchen. WayneWayne tapped his pen on his pad of paper, listening to their footsteps fading through the house. He let out an annoyed sigh through his nose.

"Hard at work or hardly working?"

He jumped when he heard Riley's voice behind him and turned around to see her standing right behind him, wiping paint off of her hands with a towel. "Sorry," she said when she noticed his jump. "I didn't mean to scare you, Dubs. I thought you heard me come in."

"I should be used to it," WayneWayne said, taking a couple of deep breaths so his heart would stop racing. "Someone's always lurking around this house somewhere. It makes me wonder if one of my relatives were spies or something."

"I wouldn't put it past them," Riley agreed as she stood next to him.

"What are you doing?" WayneWayne asked, leaning back a little as Riley leaned towards him, resting her elbows on the counter.

Her blue eyes quickly shifted to the side a couple of times. "We have company," She said out of the corner of her mouth as she lowered her voice. "And I didn't think that they would buy the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing if I was that far away from you."

"Oh," WayneWayne nodded slowly as he looked out of the corner of his eye; he could see his sisters' heads poking around the doorframe to the kitchen obviously watching the two of them intently. "Good point." He tapped his pen against the table and gave a half smile. "Has anyone ever told you-"

"It's probably better that you actually look me in the face," Riley interrupted as she reached out and lightly grabbed onto his chin, directing his gaze towards hers. "To get the full effect," She explained and then lowered her right eyebrow as she looked him directly in his brown eyes. "Now, what were you saying?"

"I was just going to ask has anyone ever told you that you would probably get more done if you used your brain for important things rather than scheming and making fun of other people?" WayneWayne asked with a light laugh.

"I get that a lot," Riley said with a laugh. "Mostly from Ronan and Julius," she added, speaking of her adoptive father and oldest brother. "They're right, for the most part. But I'd be bored if I didn't use it to scheme or plan or save Big Time Rush's butts. Besides…" She shrugged. "I could tell that you guys were talking about me." She frowned. "And as much as I hate it, I should be used to it, but I'm not."

"Well, that's what you get for being so famous." WayneWayne said sympathetically. "You're always going to have someone talking about you, whether it's a good or bad thing." He shrugged as well. "Just be glad that they haven't tried to figure out everything that goes on in your personal life."

Riley snorted. "If that were the case, they would have known that I've gone out with James, like, five times already." She looked thoughtful. "They probably would have known that I kissed Dak, too."

"What?" WayneWayne's eyes widened with shock.

"No need to be alarmed," Riley's upper lip curled. "It was only for a dare back when I was 14 and at this birthday party that of a friend of Dak's that he invited us to. It meant absolutely nothing. Besides," she moved her hair off of her shoulder. "Everyone there thought I was Rhubes, so it was their fault."

"I'll bet," WayneWayne laughed, knowing from her, her sister, and Dak, how easily confused the twin girls were when they first got to LA. There were many times that they were still confused, so the latest rumor was that Dak was seeing both of them. "But something tells me that you're never going to let him live that one down."

Riley smirked. "You know me too well." She continued to rub her hands together. "We only have a few more touches to put on the scenery."

"Cool," WayneWayne replied. "I'm gonna finish the storyboard and then we can eat and start filming."

"I'll leave you to it then." Riley said and went back to the backyard.

WayneWayne went back to work, ignoring the soft groans he could hear coming from his sisters.

A/N: I changed my original idea for this story. Just like I did with my first WayneWayne story, You Know You've Done Wrong, I'm going to have the story be written all (or mostly) from WayneWayne's POV and show how the story moves that way. I hope you guys give the idea a chance since the only time I've done it is for that story and my three 'Live' stories about Kendall, James, and Carlos. You're probably wondering why I'm uploading another story so soon, because I've wanted to do this one for a while and couldn't wait. But when this, The Other Side Of Midnight and Without A Trace are done (close to the end for WAT as I can see so far) I'm going to take a break before uploading a new story. By that time, it'll be summer, so I'll have some time to relax and then put up a new one for you all.

Just like the other two stories though, I'm only updating my three stories once a week.

I hope you liked it, and the next chapter will be up soon.

Cheers,

-Riles