Title: Summer Breeze
Summary: Logan and Kendall are together, and very much in love. When Kendall mysteriously disappears, Logan is very much hurt. Five years later, Kendall walks back into Logan's life. Will Logan accept him back, or will he forever forget his first love? Angst, Rated T for language.
Disclaimer: I do not own BTR in any way, shape or form. They belong to theirselves, and I am in no way claiming any rights to them.
FIVE YEARS LATER
Logan looked out the window of his studio apartment in New York. It's been five years since Kendall left, and Big Time Rush was no more. Money went along with it, thus forcing him to buy a cheaper apartment than the one he had before in Hollywood. It wasn't much, but it's been home. In five years, Logan underwent a huge change. He grew out his hair, making him look like a surfer dude. He got thinner for the first two years, even if Jo and James forced him to eat.
Also, five years didn't mean that Logan wasn't to move on. Eversince Kendall left, Logan felt a piece of his heart go with him, but that was until he met Andrew. Andrew Henderson was a British foreigner whom Logan met at the local supermarket three years ago. Andrew was having trouble with dollars, so he called the nearest guy to help him out. Turns out, Logan was the nearest, and what turned into friendship blossomed into a romance. Andrew was the one who saved Logan from himself, and now, he was all about forgetting Kendall. He was with Andrew now, and Kendall was just another memory. But sometimes, Logan can't help but think what life would be like had Kendall never left. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. It was going to be a special day today, and not even Kendall's memory would ruin it.
It was their three year anniversary and Andrew had promised to take Logan somewhere romantic for dinner. Logan's been dropping hints, wanting to find out where Andrew was taking him, but Andrew wasn't biting. He would just smile and say: "You'll see." causing the brunet to pout for hours on end.
Logan's phone rang suddenly. It's ringtone was "The City is Ours" and has never been changed for the past five years. Logan felt that even if Big Time Rush was done, the least he could do is to keep the memory alive. Even if it reminded him of Kendall. James and Carlos felt the same way, having "Any Kind of Guy" and "Big Time Rush" respectively as their ringtones, even if James's wife, Jo was expecting and Carlos and Stephanie were engaged. Logan looked at the Caller ID and a smile crept onto his face.
"Hey, baby." Andrew's voice came wafting from the other line. "I just called to see how you're doing."
"I'm fine." Logan said. "I'm just getting dressed, that's all."
"That's great!" Andrew said, his accent emphasizing. "Listen, I'll be late in picking you up. Traffic's heavy down fifth avenue. It's snail's pace here!"
Logan chuckled. "I understand. I'm not going anywhere."
"Alright. See you later, babe." Andrew said. "Bye!"
"Bye." Logan said, and hung up.
Within minutes, his phone rang again. This time, it was Jo. "Logan?"
"Yeah, hey. What's up, Jo?" Logan asked.
"Nothing. I just wanted to say hi!" She said. "Oh, and it's hectic here! James just felt the baby kick, and he's prancing around like a fairy."
Logan laughed at the mental image she provoked. He could hear James on the other line saying: "I am not prancing!"
"So, anyways, do you have any plans today or tomorrow?" She asked.
Logan replied: "Well, Andrew and I have a date, but I'm free tomorrow, why?"
Jo answered: "Oh, no reason. I'm just wondering if you wanted to come over tomorrow? James and I are thinking of putting a little spread, if that's alright with you."
"I'll be there, Jo." Logan replied. "Don't worry. And I want to see James. Lord knows it's been a month."
"Alright. Well, see you tomorrow, Logie!" Jo said. "Bye, and have fun with your date."
Logan shut his phone, and got to dressing himself. Andrew will arrive any moment now, and well, he better be prepared. Dressing himself in a black shirt and denim jeans, he grabbed his jacket and sat on the couch, waiting for Andrew to ring the doorbell. It was only fifteen minutes later when he heard a distinctive buzz.
"Hey, Logan!" Andrew said over the intercom.
"Hey, Andrew. I'll be right down!" Logan replied.
"I'll be right here waiting." Andrew said, and Logan could see the smile on his face. He grabbed his keys and his wallet and a small, stuffed, teddy bear with a blond wig sewn onto it and had green eyes with a ribbon around its neck and locked the apartment door behind him. Taking the elevator down, Logan leaned against the wall of the elevator, sighing to himself. It wasn't the time to remember Kendall, it was the time to forget him. He was with Andrew now, and Andrew has never left him since they met.
The elevator doors opened, and Logan saw Andrew smirking behind them. Andrew was a tall, blond, Brit, with sparkling blue eyes and well-defined body. Logan inhaled a breath, hard. Andrew was wearing a skin-tight white v-neck shirt and black jeans. In his hand, he held a flower. A daisy. Logan's favorite.
"Hey, baby." He greeted Logan, handing him the flower. "Happy anniversary."
Logan smiled. "Thanks, Andrew. I didn't know what to get you, so I think I'll settle for this." He said, handing Andrew the teddy bear. "I couldn't find any with blue eyes, so I went for green."
Andrew chuckled. "It's cute." He said. "And, don't worry about the eyes. I like green eyes, but I'm a sucker for brown."
Logan grinned, knowing that Andrew meant him. "So, where are we going?"
"It's a new place right on Broadway. I was thinking we can eat lunch first, and then, we can go watch a movie, and then, we can spend the afternoon at Central Park. That sound good?" Andrew asked, holding Logan's hand. Logan wasn't listening, but instead, he couldn't help but think how his and Andrew's hands didn't fit at all.
"Hey, baby, are you listening?" Andrew asked, looking at Logan with concerned eyes. "You seemed occupied there for a moment."
Logan shook his head. "I-I'm fine. So, what are your plans again?"
Andrew just laughed, leading Logan into his car. Logan didn't know why it was so funny.
The place Andrew brought Logan was a new Italian restaurant right in Times Square. Logan didn't catch the name, but it looked expensive.
"Do you have any reservations, sir?" The maitre 'd asked them.
"Yeah, two, under Henderson." Andrew said, letting go of Logan's hand to make a number two sign, before latching onto it again. It surprised Logan that it annoyed him.
"Andrew, this place looks expensive." Logan said, staring around.
Andrew just smiled at Logan. "Our special day deserves to have a special place. I don't mind spending a bit extra on my boyfriend."
Andrew reserved seats right in the center of the establishment. Logan felt he was at the center of attention. At the spotlight. He just wanted to crawl under the table and never get out.
"I just hope the food tastes as good as it looks." Logan said, looking at the menu. "You know what, you order, for both of us. I trust your judgement, and besides, I can't even read the menu. You're the one who can speak Italian."
"That's true." Andrew replied, smiling. "Alright. I'll be sure to order something you'll love."
Logan sighed for what seemed to be the umpteenth time that day. He looked at Andrew's blond locks, and for a moment, the silvery blond hair turned dirty blonde, and when he looked up, he was staring into oh-so familiar green eyes, shining with love and adoration, framed by thick, caterpillar-like eyebrows. Logan knew he wasn't fooling himself. Despite the fact Kendall left, and hurt him badly, he was still in love with the tall blond, and he couldn't bring himself to be mad by his true love.
"Think about Andrew!" A voice in his head said, scolding him. "You're with him. Do you want to hurt him because you're still in love with someone who left you long ago?"
"But I miss Kendall." He reasoned in his head. "He hurt me, but I still love him."
"You are insane! A lunatic! Madman!" Said the voice. "You're with Andrew now, and Kendall is just another memory. Besides, Andrew doesn't know about him, so why tell him now?"
"Because I need to be honest with Andrew."
"Honesty becomes nothing if you hurt the only person who stuck with you for three years."
Logan rubbed his face. Andrew noticed this, but was unaware of the mental war ongoing in Logan's head. "Hey, Logie, are you alright?"
Logan shook his head to clear his thoughts. "I'm fine. I need to use the restroom. Clear my head."
Andrew looked at Logan skeptically. "Alright. Go ahead."
Logan nodded gratefully and made a mad dash for the restroom, leaving an oblivious Andrew behind. Once he entered the restroom, he turned on one of the faucets and furiously rubbed his face with water. He didn't care that his shirt was getting wet. He stared at the water, swirling down the drain, into an endless pit to where no one knows where it leads. He had to laugh at the irony. He was swirling down the drain, and no one knew where it went.
"Aww, man! I just cleaned that!" A voice shouted behind him. Logan's head shot up, his hair bouncing along with him. He knew that voice. And now, he was afraid to turn around.
But he did. Slowly, he turned.
"Woah...L-Logan?" the dude with the mop asked in disbelief. Familiar green eyes pierced into Logan, filled with hurt and confusion. "No...No...is it you?"
Logan didn't reply.
He just bolted.
A/N Okay, three guesses as to who the guy was. But it's sooo obvious, isn't it? :)
Tell me if I did okay. Oh, and as to Logan's change in hairstyle, check him out when he was on Friday Night Lights. That was what I referring to.
Oh, and yeah, Andrew is OC. He won't be a bastard, just a hindrance. :D
Reviews are appreciated! Just be honest. I won't care if it hurts. Just be honest, and that's what I want. Thanks!