Big Time Failure
House MD and Big Time Rush crossover
I don't own either of these shows, otherwise I would be rich and writing scripts, not fan fictions
Rated T/NC-17 for graphic nature
Ch. 1
"Never far away as it may seem, soon we'll be together…"
"…"
"JAMES" Gustavo yelled. Logan, Kendall and Carlos looked to their friend to see his eyes glazed over. They were recording in a studio in New Jersey and their friend and band mate had missed his cue, something he never did.
"huh?" James questioned, turning slowly toward their record producer Gustavo Rocque, then to the side to look at the boys.
"You missed your cue, what is your PROBLEM?" Gustavo yelled, only to have his assistant Kelly smack him on the back of the head.
"Are you alright James" she asked of the bands pretty boy through the microphone. James nodded slowly, smiling toward his band mates before turning back to the mic in front of him. The boys picked up where they had been, and James thankfully picked up on his cue.
"We'll pick up right where we left off… Par-paris, London, Tok… shust un fing tha-igodado" James slurred out, shaking his head. He ripped off the headphones, making to put them on the mic until his arm jerked, sending the stand topple over. The other boys ripped their headphones off as well as their friend stumbled to the door, wrenching it open before sinking to the floor.
"JAMES" Carlos yelled, running with the others, including Gustavo and Kelly, to James' side.
"Im'kay, jus… just… GERROFF ME" he screamed, flailing his arms around.
The boys were taken back. This wasn't like James, to scream at them. They did however welcome it because it was better than the depressed boy who refused to eat over the last week.
They watched as James' arms started twitching uncontrollably. James turned pleading eyes to his friends. Kelly ran to the office to get their bodyguard Freight Train to get the car brought around, then called information for the nearest hospital. They knew they had to get the boy some help, she just wasn't sure what kind.