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Title: Stand Forever

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Come on, it's not like teenagers own hit TV shows. Don't own anything you may recognize:)

Chapter 2: Dice and Rocketeers

Present Day:

Logan sighed at the memory and nervously looked up at the giant clock atop the recording studio across the street from him. Kendall would come, he had to.

This year had been the longest Logan could remember. The medical attention Kendall had given him a year age had been pointless, all the scars had returned over the months. He had a new one on his collarbone where the drugging device had been implanted into his bloodstream. That's what he got for resisting a customer. Logan bit his lip nervously, it was around the same time it had been when he'd met Kendall for the first time.

Just then, a shiny, black stretch limo pulled up along the curb by Logan. All of his hope diminished when a rather fat woman stuck her out the window-wait. Never mind, it wasn't a woman.

"Hey cutie, you need a ride somewhere?" the femme-man asked.

"N-no, I-I'm waiting for someone." Logan said, nervous as to what kind of consequences he might face for turning away a customer.

The man's face fell slightly as he rolled up the window and drove away. Logan continued to wait patiently, looking up and down the street for the familiar black Range Rover with a hot, blonde driver. He sighed wondering if maybe Kendall had never existed in the first place, maybe it had just been Logan's overactive imagination.

A hand fell onto his shoulder, scaring him but, as he turned his head he met a familiar pair of emerald eyes.

"Kendall..." he whispered, absolutely mesmerized by the blonde's presence.

Kendall smiled." It's been three hundred and sixty four days, twenty three hours, seventeen minutes and thirty four seconds since I've seen your beautiful face" he said before picking the blue-and-white-haired boy up and kissed him passionately.

" I love you so much." he said, kissing his way down Logan's neck. "My Logie, my baby, I missed you." he said into Logan's long hair.

"Mmmm... I missed you too, Kendall." he responded as Kendall continued to assault his neck.

"Let's go." Kendall whispered, hugging the shorter boy one last time before taking his hand and leading him down the block towards the white Hummer limo at the next corner.

"Hummer Limo?" Logan questioned.

"Yeah, I want this night to be perfect." Kendall said as they climbed into the vehicle. Once they were both in Kendall instructed the driver to take them to the nearest hotel and pulled Logan into his lap.

"It's going to be an amazing night." Kendall said, smiling. He leaned into Logan as they pulled up to the Gondola Hotel."Oh, here I brought you some normal people clothes." he said, passing a Vercace bag to his boyfriend.

"Good, maybe they won't recognise me when I'm not in a dress." Logan said sarcastically.

Kendall laughed. "You've stayed here before?" he asked.

"Not for more than three hours." Logan scoffed.

Kendall patted his shoulder reassuringly. "It's over." he whispered to Logan, tears in his eyes.

"I love you, Kendall." Logan whispered, tears running down his face.

"I love you too, Logan." he responded as Logan crawled out of his arms and began to strip off his femme-clothes and replaced them with the Vercace dress pants and button-down.

"Ready?" Kendall asked as Logan stuffed his dress into the now empty bag.

"Totally." Logan answered as he climbed out of the limo and grabbed his backpack off the floor.

As they stepped out of the Hummer Limo they were met with a few stray flashbulbs, paparazzi mistaking them for arriving celebrities.

"They don't recognize me, thank god." Kendall whispered to Logan.

"What do you mean?" Logan asked, utterly confused. Kandall didn't come off as the celebrity type.

"A long time ago, I was in a really famous boy band." he explained simply.

"Really?" Logan asked. "I think I was too." he said simply.

"Are you serious?" Kendall asked.

"Yeah, they used this drug that erased my memory so it's really fuzzy and I can barely remember anything pre-surge. Someone has to trigger my memories." Logan explained, shrugging it off.

Kendall nodded and tapped his temple "Noted." he said before opening the door the the hotel lobby and ushering Logan inside.


"Wow, this is quite the room." Logan said as he threw his backpack in a nearby chair.

"Only the best for my baby" Kendall stated as he wrapped his arms around Logan's waist and began kissing his neck.

Logan quickly got into it, whipping around to face the blonde. Kendall pushed him onto the bed as the kisses became more desperate. His hesitant hands trailed up and down the smaller boy's thighs, each time stopping when he felt the seam of Logan's femme-boy lingerie through his dress pants. He slowly began to tug on the hem of Logan's shirt, desperate for more contact.

"K-Kendaaall!" Logan whined, reluctantly breaking the contact.

"Is something wrong?" Kendall asked, taking the smaller boy's hand and bringing him closer.

"W-we need to t-talk." he said, trying to ignore the sexiness of Kendall's lust-filled eyes.

"What about babe?" Kendall asked, his voice now full of concern.

"I-I'm...- Wait what time is it?" Logan said, his voice shaky with panic.

Kendall glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. "Almost three in the morning, why?" Kendall answered.

"Shit!" Logan yelped as he jumped out of the bed and ran towards the bathroom. Kendall jumped up after him and follow closely behind. He found Logan on the tile, his kness pulled up to his chest.

"Logie?" Kendall asked hesitantly, inching towards his lover slowly. Logan looked up at him with tear-filled eyes, now drooping slightly.

"What's the matter, baby?" he asked, holding out his han d to help Logan up. Logan's body was limp in his arms, heavy with drowsiness.

"Are you... drugged?" Kendall asked the limp pink-haired boy. Logan stared at him blankly for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Xavier had you chipped!" he asked rhetorically, leading Logan back into the main room and setting him back on the bed.

"Hold on a second." he told Logan as he made his way to the duffel bag in the corner. He puled out a vile of a familiar Lime Green liquid and a hypodermic needle, he'd prepared for the worst. Kendall made his way back over to Logan and grabbed him by the shoulders to steady him.

"Logan I'm going to ask you a very important question and I need you to focus, okay?" he said in a serious tone, speaking slowly so Logan could better comprehend. "Logan, where did they put the chip?" he asked, never breakin eye-contact with the shorter boy.

Slowly, Logan lifted a finger and pointed to his left collarbone. Kendall sighed with relief and lightly pecked Logan on the lips before returning his attention to the needle and vile in his hand. Shakily, he stuck the needle into the vile and filled the tube with the powerful reversal drug.

"Tap it." Logan spoke monotonously, staring at an imaginary spot on the wall.

"I know babe, I've got you." Kendall said reassuringly as he ripped the shirt above Logan's collarbone. Kendall tapped the tude to rid it of bubbles and lifted it to Logan's chest.

He sighed. "I can't believe I'm about to inject my boyfriend with the most powerful drug in the world." he whispered before he plunged the needle into the faint scar on Logan's shoulder.


The square-shaped spot around the scar turned a psychedelic shade of violet before fading out and returning to normal.

Almost instantly, Logan collapsed into Kendall's arms; snoring softly. Kendall smiled and lightly layed him on the bed, He quickly tidied up the hotel room while Logan slept soundly. Around four in the morning, Kendall picked up Logan's sleeping form and carried him out to the waiting taxi.

"Take us to Knight Manor" he told the driver while he played with the fraying fabric of Logan's ripped shirt. Kendall silently watched as the lights in the City of Angels zoomed past his eyes. If only people knew the truth, that underneath the fame, beauty and logos there was a nightmare.

How did they get away with it? Too many connections with all the right people. It scared Kendall to think that his fragile, petite boyfriend had lived through it. Sure, he projected this fearless image. He had to, he was Kendall fucking Knight for Pete's Sake. He was a stone-cold badass. According to the public, one of his temper tantrums has costed him three best friends and a band. No, Big Time Rush had broken up because of the "Jarlos" scandal. Keeping the relationship a secret had tore the band and friendship apart. Logan had stormed out of the apartment and no one had seen him since.

Kendall felt a tear roll down his cheek. The public had given up on Logan Mitchell a long time ago. He was too good at disappearing without a trace. A lot of people assumed he was dead, but Kendall refused to believe it. As for James and Carlos, they were happily married and trying to relive the B.T.R dream in London. Kendall chuckled. Even Camille and Jo had joined them on that adventure.

Kendall on the other hand, had spent the first two and a half years desperately searching for Big Time Rush's missing link. Then one day he was listening to the radio while he looked through the streets of Los Angeles for what felt like the millionth time.


~Flashback~

Kendall sat in his Range Rover staring intently at the crowds of people walking down Rodeo Drive at one in the morning, he did this every time the depression turned into insomnia. The radio was attempting to drown out the chaos in his head.

"Nothing... Can compare... To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me." It blared, shaking the car with it's intense volume.

"Argh!" Kendall exclaimed as his hand connected with the tuning device, effectively changing the station.

"Here we go... Come with me... There's a world out there that we should see." the next station sang. Kendall screamed and released all his built-up frustration. Bursting into tears, he somehow managed to shut the radio off and switch on his ipod. It immediately play a song that shot Kendall in the chest with recognition.

"Ohh yeah... Oh yeah, oh yeah" the song rang out.

"So tell me who am I supposed to be? What I got to do to get you close to me." James began singing.

"If I run tonight, will you follow me? Come on, come on, come on." Kendall sang along, the words Logan had wrote years ago finally made sense... And they haunted him. They had been a clue. Logan had planned on running away, months before he acually had. It hadn't been Kendall's fault at all.

Kendall spun the ring he wore on his right hand, reading the inscription: "C, J, L, K. Forever livin' it Big Time" A tear drop landed on Kendal's hand and he wiped it away on his jeans. Bright headlights drew his attention toward the femme-boy with bright-pink hair looking bored and uncomfortanle on the corner.

Just then, a sleek black convertible pulled up alongside the boy and he hesitantly climbed in.

Prostitute. Kendall thought. Immediately, he knew his mission. Logan was a lost cause, Kendall would have found him by now if he'd wanted to be found. This femme-boy prostitute needed his help more.

The final bars of "Oh Yeah" rang out and Katy Perry's Firework began playing. With a sigh, Kendall put the key in the ignition and drove home. Suddenly, the insomnia wasn't a problem.

~End Flashback~


The taxi pulled up to the mansion and Kendall passed the driver a few hundred bucks before he lifted his sleeping boyfriend in his arms and got out of the car. Logan stirred slightly and opened his eyes.

"Good morning, Sunshine" Kendall said, placing a kiss on Logan's forehead.

"Where are we?" Logan asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

"Home." Kendall whispered as he fumbled for his house keys.

"I can get down now..." Logan said, trying to shift so Kendall could search his front pocket for his keys.

"Uh, Logan; what would be the fun in that?" Kendall asked, smiling

Logan laughed and nuzzled his nose into Kendall's collarbone. "Fine, have fun finding your keys." he said, smiling into Kendall's chest.

"Logie, did you do something with my house keys?" Kendall asked playfully, tickling the blue-haired boy's sides.

"Absolutely not." Logan said innocently, smiling up at Kendall mischievously .

"We could always have sex in the pool..." Kendall contemplated.

Logan giggled. "Or you could check your back pockets" he said sarcastically.

His boyfriend sighed. "I guess..." he said, smiling as he opened the door to the mansion.

"Wow..." Logan brethed looking around his new home. "It hasn't changed a bit." he said excitedly as he hugged Kendall tight.

"How about a tour?" Kendall asked, setting Logan on his feet and grabbing his wrist while pulling him down the hall.


"This is the dining room, and over there is the kitchen." Kendall narrated as he pointed out the different rooms of the house. He pulled Logan along through the mahogany double-doors to the next room. "This is the parlor, which you've already seen and then there's the library on the right, game room on the left, and the indoor pool is in the basement." He added. " The guest bedrooms and bathroom is on the second floor, where I never go." He continued, speeding through the tour in record time.

"And where's your bedroom?" Logan spoke up for the first time since the start of the ten-minute mansion tour.

Kendall smiled. "Our bedroom is the entire third floor, where were headed next." He said excitedly, putting extra emphasis on the our.

"Can we finish the rest of the tour tomorrow?" Logan asked seductively as he let his fingers dance along Kendall's well-define abs.

Kendall shivered slightly at the contact and swooped Logan up into his arms. "You bet!" He said. He placed a quick kiss on the blue-haired boy's lips before jogging up the spiral staircase. "Here it is." He announced as they reached the frosted-glass doors at the end of the staircase.

"Well, are you gonna just stand here holding me?" Logan asked as he started to nip and suck on Kendall's neck.

"I- Might if you keep doing that." he answered, interrupting his own thoughts with new ones. He shifted Logan's position in his ams and wrapped his legs around his waist. Kendall backed him up into the door to help hold the smaller boy up.

"Lo-Logaaan!" Kendall moaned as he fumbled for the door handle. they stumbled into the bedroom mid-liplock and Logan pulled away to look around.

the room had a modern new-age style that contradicted Kendall's personality with the black and red. The white walls were filled with black picture frames filled with photos of four teens that looked strangely familiar. The back wall was a floor-to-ceiling picture window overlooking the spacious backyard and sparkling pool.

"Wow, this is beautiful." Logan commented, then resumed his make-out session with Kendall. They stumbled across the white carpet and flopped onto the floor-level bed.

"Mmmm... So beautiful..." Kendall murmured, half-knowing what Logan was talking about. "I love you Logie." He whispered sweetly in his lover's ear.

Logan giggled, enjoying the feeling of Kendall's lips near his ears, a fetish of his.

Kendall stopped suddenly, moving away from Logan to look at his face. "We need to talk about this." He said in a serious tone.


"Kendall, is something wrong?" Logan asked worriedly.

Kendall had tears in his eyes. "Oh Logan!" Kendall cried as he shoved himself into Logan's embrace. " I hate that I have to tell you this." he whispered softly.

"What is it Kendall? You know you can tell me anything." Logan soothed, rubbing slow circles on the taller blondes back.

"I-I'm scared you'll be upset with me." Kendall said, cringing at the thought of a bad reaction.

"Just tell me, Kendall. I can take it." Logan assured him.

"Promise?" Kendall sniffled softly, pulling Logan even closer, if it was possible.

"Of course Kendall there's nothing in the world that could change the way I feel about you." the blue-haired boy stated, clutching to Kendall's sobbing form for dear life. "I love you, Kendall; nothing can change that." he whispered, kissing Kendall's forehead lightly.

Kendall smiled slightly through his tears. He sighed and dropped his gaze to the black and red bedspread. "I-I'm... I'm HIV Positive!" Kendall sobbed as he flung himself back into Logan's open arms.

"Kendall; look at me." Logan stated firmly, as he lightly pushed Kendall back to face him. Kendall slowly lifted his gaze to meet Logan's loving eyes. "I've spent the last twenty minutes trying to work up the nerve to tell you the exact same thing." he said, placing a light kiss on Kendall's forehead.

Within moments, they were back into it, kissing passionately yet again. And in that moment, Logan forgot all about Xavier and being a prostitute, that was his past. He forgot about condoms and HIV, those were for sex. And right here, in Knight Manor with Kendall; he was going to make love for the first time.


Okay, so here's the dealio. Originally I was going to continue the sex scene in chapter 3, but my mom took my notebook after I'd written it and read it, so that's out the window. No sex scenes as of right now, and I'm grounded from Fanfiction and had to sneak on to put this up. The story is officially on pause until further notice, until I have more privacy. I'll continue to write it though, but updates will most likely be random and far and few between. Also, if you know I'm reading one of your stories and I stop reviewing, its because my parents are keeping a close eye on me and I have to be careful with what I put online. I'm still reading your stories though, I promise :D

Here's the playlist for the first and second chapter as well:

Chapter 1:

Quiet Please by Heffron Drive

Stand Forever by Heffron Drive

Don't Look Now by Far East Movement

Chapter 2:

Rocketeer by Far East Movement

Dice by Finley Quaye and William Orbit


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