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Big Time Fan Attack
Kendall and Dak were sitting so silently, basking in the mute that they were measuring before they could go out from the closet. But honestly, it was getting to the both of them. Kendall was the first to speak. Seriously, even if the guys don't really like him, he's just like any other guy.
"So Dak,.." Kendall was stalling, trying to gain his attention and trying to find what kind of topic to talk about. "What is it that you're here for, again?"
"Um, I'm recording tracks with Big Time Rush to put in my new movie."
"So, what movie is this going in again?"
"Twilit School Musicale. Yeah I know, it's stupid. But that's Hollywood for ya." Dak was speaking in a low hushed monotone. Kendall took notice of this and could almost see the expression on his face that was almost sad.
"So, why don't you feel happy? Isn't being in a movie one of the big time leagues?"
"Yeah, well maybe making a movie with the hottest stars, is great and all, working with Banessa Tudgens and Pashley Lisdale. But you know.." Dak sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. Feeling a bit dejected and tired, he replied, "Sometimes, it's not all that glamorous. Sometimes, it keeps me away from being a normal teenager, you know."
"So, you don't like making it big time?" Kendall questioned. He and his friends being Big Time Rush was here for that reason; to make it big and famous. If it's not all that glamorous, then why should he continue? But it's been such a blast for him. Why isn't it for Dak?
"No, it's not that, I do. It's just that I want at least one day where I don't have to worry about making it to the studio, or on the set on time. I just want to sit back and relax and be myself for one day is all I ask. But there's your responsibilities of being a celebrity." Dak's tone was so weak and feeble, Kendall kind of felt sympathy for him.
"You never take a break? Not even a take 5?"
"Well it doesn't feel like it. Sometimes, I just want to drop everything, go to a park and lie down on some soft grass, staring at the clouds in the ocean blue sky." Dak went over and sat next to Kendall. He felt too small to be by himself and he needed company before he show's too much weakness. "And you know, don't tell anyone but.. I've never really been in a committed relationship before." Kendall's eyes almost popped out of his eyes. One of the hottest Hollywood teen icons have never been in a relationship? What twisted dimension is he living in? Oh right, Hollywood.
"A-Are you serious?" Kendall stared down at the curled up ball formation of Dak that seemed so innocent, so tiny. He snuggled up closer to his side and wrapped an arm around him. Dak didn't protest, and it was because he didn't want to. He felt warm in the cold, dark place right next to Kendall than he's ever been under that LA sun.
"Y-Yeah. I know, the tabloids said that I was having a relationship with Banessa and we were getting juicy, but that's all a Hollywood scandal, that sells for dirty money. Honestly, I don't even know what love is. To hold someone's hand because I wanted to. To kiss someone because I needed to. To be with someone because we had to." Dak could almost feel tears well up in the corners of his eyes. Kendall lifted a hand to dab at the edges to feel his warm tear and remove it before it trickles down his flawless face.
"Kendall, tell me, Have you ever had a relationship with someone? What's it like?"
"Um, Well, Uh.." Kendall felt cornered in the dark shadows of his mind. He hasn't really been in a relationship before. Yeah, he flirted with a few girls, like Jo, but he's never been with someone in a committed relationship before. "Well, you see, when two people like each other, and they choose to be exclusive, and they become more than friends-"
"Kendall..?" Okay, Busted. Kendall sighed and gave up.
"I haven't, Dak. I tried but I haven't yet. I'm sorry I can't tell you much about it."
"It's okay Kendall, I understand. It's hard to live a normal life being so famous." Now Kendall felt worse about it Dak appeared to be almost weaker than he's ever been, a persona that would sell millions on camera, exclusively shown to Kendall. And he could do nothing about it. Or could he?
"But," Kendall pushed through before Dak dropped his head. "I guess, I can at least show you what it's like," Dak tilted his head up at Kendall, leaving a questionable expression on his face. Before he knew it, Kendall was leaning his head down, approaching his. He could smell his minty breath flow through his senses, his mind was tingling and was being occupied, he didn't care for what was going on. He was just relishing in the moment. And for the second that passed, he felt his lips being crashed on by Kendall. His warm breath flowing in his mouth, his soft, warm lips massaging against his. He even felt his eyelids droop close and lose himself in the feeling.
But the heavenly feeling ended too soon once Kendall pulled away, leaving Dak actually craving for more. Finally realizing, he let his eyes flutter open and stare into Kendall's emerald ones. His lips were smirking happily, his cheeks flushed and his eyes were suggesting such happiness. They flooded into Dak's ones and he felt himself finally smile again. From that moment, he could finally feel everything that's in his world finally revolve around something other than the life of fame and fortune. He retaliated a smile back to Kendall and then he finally broke the silence.
"Um, it's been five minutes, and I didn't hear anything outside. Shall we go?" Kendall was still dazed but finally snapped himself out of his mini fantasy before responding.
"Uh, yeah we should." Kendall got up first and brought Dak up with him. He kept his hand on the door handle and stuck his head out. Dak was still reliving the feeling of such weakness, he held onto Kendall's free hand and waited for a response.
"Er, yeah it's all free. Let's go." Kendall and Dak left the closet and tried to find a safe way to the studio.
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James and Carlos were running around the hallways, trying to find the studio where they were suppose to be and where Gustavo and Kelly were. They finally saw their destination within range before out of the blue, the mob was back. They both screamed like girls and halted, before they started charging after them.
"WAIT! Time out" Carlos said to the crowd. "Here, you really need this James." He said, offering the helmet. James took it with honour and he looked at Carlos with adoration and appreciation before slapping it on his head and strapping it on tightly and protectively. Carlos had to admit, James did look adorable in his helmet, his loose strand of sandy brown hair sticking out, his eyes looking more noticeable to the black of the helmet, making them look ostentatious. He smiled at that before noticing the timed out girls.
"Okay, time in" Carlos dragged James by the wrist before they started to run in the opposite direction, taking the alternative route to the studio room. They ran for their lives before they reached a crossroad. They had to take the left turn, but they also had to shake their tails from these girls. Carlos thought strategically before starting to turn right. But before they took the full right hand turn, they took a one eighty before turning left. They hid behind the potted plant that happened to be there, and observed through the leaves.
"They fell for it. Yes!" Carlos felt smart for that moment and also kinda deceptive, too. James congratulated him and they took off to the studio room. When they actually did get there, they barged through the big door and announced loudly, "GUSTAVO!" Said man jumped from his seat and Kelly had her second heart attack for the day.
"What, dogs? What happened? Where are the rest of you?" Gustavo vented on in rage.
"And why is James wearing your helmet?" Kelly added
"Long story short, Gustavo, there are hoards and hoards of screaming girls that are after us." James explained as he took off the helmet before handing it to Carlos
"And all because of Dak Zevon recording with us." Carlos ranted too as he put on the helmet again.
"Ugh, I was hoping this wouldn't get outta hand." Gustavo calmly said under his breath, Then he bellowed to Kelly, "Kelly, call security and have them evacuate the building."
"I already did, and they said that these girls are out of hand, that they actually had to let them in the studio. All they said is that all authorized personnel should report to this studio room before they call in for back up."
Gustavo was growling before saying, "okay, we got to get everyone in here before the mob get's them."
"Okay, I'll call Kendall and Carlos will get Logan." James said whilst already dialing.
"And tell them to fetch Dak and Joe while they're at it. Save us some time."
"Aw, can't we just leave them. They can fend for themselves. I'm sure they have bodyguards of their own."
"NO! They must all come here. Now call!"
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Logan and Joe were crawling so hastily like scurrying bugs through the vent tunnels. The metallic structure was almost too small for two teenage boys to be proceeding through. It was dark, damp and cold that left an everlasting chill through their spines.
"So, Joe, how's things happening?" Logan tried to make him sound friendly and less intense of the situation that it is. During the time, they are still crawling through the tunnels on all fours.
"Oh, you know, just swell. Being chased after fan girls, crawling through vent shafts for the sake of my safety with some unknown person."
"Oh, whoops sorry I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Logan from Big Time Rush." Logan stopped and stuck a hand behind him for Joe to reach.
"Oh yeah, I've heard of you. You're music's totally awesome. I'm a big fan." Joe said as he reached out to grab his hand and shook awkwardly through the confined space between them. "Well then, I'm guessing you know that I'm Joe Lucas from the band JONAS."
"Yeah, I'm a big fan too. Too bad no one else thinks so too, but I love your music too. It's catchy." Logan complimented as he felt his face heat up, his deep secret revealed. To Joe no less. He never dreamed something this complicated could happen.
"Oh really? I never knew we had a male fan base. That's totally awesome." Even more reason that Logan's feeling so embarrassed than he should be. He's just glad that he was in front so that Joe could not see his total humiliation in front of one of his idols. He was glad he could summon a silence, to cloak his accidental slip. Joe kept his eyes fixed where his hands and feet should be and where Logan as proceeding next. If he didn't know any better, I say they were just two boys running from fan girls trapped in a vent.
"Uh, Logan, where are we going?"
"Um uhh.." Logan was stumped. Where were they going? "I have no idea.. All I know is that we're just getting away from the mob before they relentlessly assault you."
"Yeah, about that.." Joe figured he had no idea. "Thanks a lot. You're my saviour. Thank you" Logan felt his face feel heated again and he giggled bashfully saying it was no problem and that anyone would have done the same. Well almost anyone.
"Um, Logan," Joe felt vibrations run through his system and heard the sound of 'Big Time Rush' being played. "I think your phone's ringing." Logan could feel it pulse through his entire body, but seeing as how his hands are restricted to grab the phone from his pocket, he simply said, "I can't reach it, my hands are tied."
"Um, here.." Joe brought his hand forward and started to trail up Logan's thigh and reaching to feel Logan's phone. Logan was almost paralyzed, the electricity caused by Joe's touch was sending a bigger sensation through him than his phone was. He was afraid now that he looked like a tomato, or blazing like the sun. Joe was touching at the right places and it was starting to return south, if you get the drift. Joe felt around for the answer key on the phone, while having a grip on Logan's leg. Finally, Joe pressed the right button and the sound of Carlos' voice echoed through the empty tunnel.
"Logan, are you there." It was assumed it was put on loudspeaker. He was clearly audible.
"Y-Yeah, I'm here." Logan tried to keep his voice calm and collected, despite what embarrassment he may have suffered.
"Gustavo said to meet at the studio as a rendezvous point, before they call for security to evacuate the building of all these crazed fans." Carlos was saying, almost screaming int the speaker. "And he also said. While you're at it, to go fetch Joe too," Joe perked his ears at hearing his name. "But you don't have to, if you don't want to. He's too much of a stuck up to be worth rescuing. I'm sure he's got his own bodyguards somewhere."
"Um, Carlos.."
"Howdy there, it's so nice to meet one of Logan's friends, from Big Time Rush. Shall I introduce myself. I'm Joe from JONAS, who Carlos thinks is a stuck up." Joe ranted, almost screaming and bursting with flames.
"Oh, uh, hi there. I'm so sorry I said all that, he he.." Carlos muttered embarrassingly. "Logan, why didn't you tell me he was right there."
"Um, Carlos, we're trapped inside a vent, you're on loudspeaker and it's echoing. We're just trying to escape, you know." Logan said in a satirizing, almost sarcastic tone.
"Well, just hurry it up, James has got Kendall and they're making their way over."
"Okay," with that, Carlos hung up, but Logan could not, and the ending tone was loud and irritating.
"Here, let me get that." Joe offered again, going to reach for the phone again, but Logan realizing this, swatted it away with a panic attack.
"No, no. I can get it." Logan tried to reach over to grab it from his pocket, but seeing as how the phone is pressed up against his leg, due to the his skinny jeans, he could reach it. They came to a large, empty space and Logan could flip over. His back was against the cold steel and he could finally see Joe in clarity. Of course now he's let himself exposed to him, now that Joe can see him too. Logan had to buck his hips around a bit to get the phone to wriggle out of his pockets. But to no avail, he slumped back down against the cold steel again.
"You need some help?" Joe crawled over Logan, their noses almost touching and their eyes locked on each other. Logan almost felt as if he was transcending into a realm, caused by Joe's alluring gaze. And he couldn't find a release to it. Finally, Joe looked down at Logan's hand, halfway down his pocket, trying to fish for his phone. Then, Joe wrapped his hand around Logan's wrist and guided it down into the depths. Seeing how hopeless Logan was, almost halted, he trailed his hand under the phone, and rested his hand on his thigh. His fingertips were pushing at the phone until it reached Logan's fingers. He took a grip on it and pulled it out successfully. Logan pushed the red button on the phone, and the dial tone hushed until complete silence wrapped around them.
Looking back at each other, Joe leaned in for the kill. His lips were fixed on Logan, an intense passion flowing through. Logan was almost completely oblivious to it, feeling the effects of the trance, but got snapped back and finally realized, 'I'm kissing Joe Lucas.' He could see Joe already closing his eyes and drinking the passion of the kiss and so he did too. But as soon as it happened, the sooner it was that it ended. Joe opened his eyes and they were less alluring but more satisfied now.
"Um, I think we should move on."
"Uh, yeah, we should." Logan shook it off and proceeded to lead. Joe following close behind, but now his eyes were looking at more than where they went. More like where his eyes were trailing.
Now it's time for the rest of them to meet at the studio, where hopefully things would return to peace.
How was it? The next one is the finale of this one shot so expect it.. kinda. Also, another notice: does anyone know how to divide their story with those long grey lines? I end up using (-) because i didn't know how to divide the story into segments. Answer in pm or in review. Thanks again!