Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush

"James! Please come out!"

"We're Sorry!"

"Can you really blame us for coming to that conclusion buddy?"

I sighed as I listened to my friends trying to coax me out of the bathroom. I knew they were right but that still didn't stop me from feeling hurt. They hadn't given me or her a chance. Ok, so technically they'd given me thousands of chances but unique things do happen.

I stared into the mirror but for once I didn't feel like styling my hair. I thought it was fine the way it was. She didn't need to be impressed. She loved me for who I was.

She also didn't like running her hands through my hair when it had nothing but sticky, icky products in it. I had to admit that it would be a quick turn off for me too. With a determined sigh I opened the door.

Step one to convincing my friends I was serious about this girl would be to do the unexpected. "I'll clean up the glass." I promised Mrs. Knight as soon as I saw her.

She stood behind my friends with a troubled expression on her face. "No, that's quite alright. I've already taken care of it. James…are you ok honey?"

Am I ok? Was she serious? After all those accusations who would be ok?

"Yeah…I'm fine." I said in his most convincing voice. You can't be an actor if you can't even convince your family that you're fine.

"Stop lying." 5 voices snapped. Well, I could cross that off my career list. "I am fine. Of course I'm still hurt that you won't believe me about my girlfriend but other than that…I'm fine."

I stepped around them and grabbed my favorite white jacket. I looked at it for a minute before deciding I wanted to dress in something more casual. I knew that's how she would be dressed. No need to clash.

When I walked out of my shared bedroom I picked the jacket back up and headed for the door. "I'll be back." I called over my shoulder. "Not sure when but I promise it won't be too late."

"James!" Mrs. Knight's voice halted me in my tracks. "Are you sure you're ok? I don't really think I want you going out tonight."

"B-but I have to go! She's waiting on me and I can't disappoint her again. She's already upset you don't think she's worthy enough to meet."

"We didn't say that!" Kendall snapped.

"I know!" I snapped back.

"James, I said no. Stay home and take a breather. You're too angry to be going anywhere."

I stilled. Did she think I was stupid? "I know the real reason you don't want me to go out. You still don't trust me! Why is this girl any different from the rest you've allowed me to go out with? Why are you stopping me all of a sudden?"

"So you admit she's just like every other girl? Are you going to break her heart?" Logan questioned.

"I'm not admitting anything! I just want to know why you all of a sudden act like you care about them more than me!"

"We didn't say that!"

"Same way I didn't say she's like the rest! She's special!"

"How do you know?" Mrs. Knight questioned.

"I just do ok! I can't believe you tried to use your fake concern to keep me here! You were only really concerned about the poor girl who probably thinks I'm standing her up now because I'm late! Was that you're real plan? Keep me here tonight or even just long enough to make her think I no longer wanted her? Are you trying to prove to her I might break her heart? Which I won't!" I added as an afterthought.

"Are you staging this? Are you purposefully causing me to break her heart to prove to yourselves that I'm a heartbreaker? You just want to be right, right?"

"James! We're not doing any of that!" Carlos protested.

"Then let me leave!"

"I said no James!" Mrs. Knight said firmly. "Don't you dare walk out that door."

I glared. Sorry Mama Knight but this is for my dream girl. I can't lose her.

"You may be my guardian but you're not my mother." And with nothing else left to say I stormed out of apartment 2J.