Author's Note: Damn! Finally! Yes! This is definitely the part where I jump up in celebration. I'm so sorry you guys had to wait so long for this chapter. I've been busy with a few of my other stories, and this chapter was just really hard to write for some reason. Because of that, I don't really think this chapter came out so good. It may just be my hate for it though, so…you decide. Before you start, I just want to tell you guys about my friend GleeShadow. She's an amazing author, and if any of you guys like Glee fics, I strongly recommend you read her's. She's new but amazing. I love you girl! :D

Warnings: Language, male/male, and most likely some adult content in future chapters.

Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush.

Carlos reached the door and turned the lock. Without asking or checking who it was, he slammed the door open with a huge smile on his face, ready to greet whomever was on the other side. The smile was dropped immediately when his eyes landed on the last person he wanted to see at that moment.

"Why are you here?" he questioned impatiently.

"Oh, hey Carlos! How are you? I feel like we haven't seen each other since fore-," Jo started enthusiastically, but was interrupted by the fuming Latino that answered the door.

"I said 'why are you here?'" he repeated rudely. The blond girl's cheerful expression dropped as she frowned confusedly. Her mouth opened as if to say something, but she closed it with an audible clack as she re-shut it quickly. An awkward silence remained between the two as Carlos continued staring daggers at the girl avoiding his gaze. Jo looked down to see several bags on the ground around her feet, and she was suddenly reminded exactly why she was here in the first place. She looked back up at Carlos and offered a sheepish smile.

"Um…Logan sort of… left these at the mall yesterday…," she said as she rubbed her arm nervously. The short teen opened his mouth to speak, but was pushed to the side harshly by a panicking James. The tall brunet's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the girl at the door. His brown irises then narrowed dangerously, but then once again shifted to match his expression of relief.

"Jo! Oh my god, I'm so happy you're here!"

"Really? Because for some reason, Carlos didn't really seem to-"

"Don't mind that! You just got your license right?"

"Um…yea, a couple of weeks ago. Why?"

"Carlos broke Kendall's nose, and we need a ride to the hospital. Can you drive us?"

"What? Oh my god is he okay?" she asked as she pushed James to the side and barged through the door. Carlos made a move to jump her, but was held back by an annoyed and frustrated tall brunet. As soon as the blond girl laid eyes on the sandy-haired teen, which was now standing, with a river of sticky, red blood dripping from his nose, her face paled in worry. She ran up to Kendall and immediately began asking him a bunch of questions. They spoke in whispered murmurs. James and Carlos strained to hear what they were saying, but couldn't detect a hint of anything understandable.

"Why is she taking us?" Carlos asked James as he glared at the sole female in the apartment. James looked down at his friend with sorry eyes. After all, Carlos was only defending Logan. Albeit he was getting a little too violent in the process, but still. James wanted the same thing as Carlos: for this whole mess to be dealt with.

"Look, Carlos. I know you're pissed off at Kendall and Jo right now, but kicking Kendall's ass isn't going to make Logan feel any better," the handsome tall teenager spoke. Carlos stubbornly crossed his arms and pouted. James couldn't help but be amazed by how the other could go from looking about ready to kill someone to looking like a little kid who got their favorite game taken away.

"It'll make me feel better," Carlos mumbled. James rolled his eyes, but a small smile appeared on his face.

"You're not the one who needs to feel better."

Carlos seemed to deflate at the comment, but reluctantly nodded. They were distracted from their conversation as Jo ran towards them, pulling Kendall by his hand. The contact didn't go unnoticed by the other two, but they decided to keep their mouths shut.

"Alright, let's go," she said hurriedly as she once again pushed the two out of the way and ran out of the apartment. James squeezed Carlos' shoulder in reassurance before following the two blonds out of the apartment. The Latino sighed before grabbing the keys off the table and reluctantly stepping out himself.

"Okay, here we are," Camille exclaimed with a wide smile as she parked the car and removed the keys from the ignition.

"Okay, thanks Camille, bye!" Logan shouted over his shoulder as he jumped out of the car and began quickly making his way across the parking lot and to the front entrance of the hotel. His gait was immense as he desperately attempted to reach the pseudo safety of 2J. He just hoped Kendall was off somewhere else. A surge of sorrow shot through his chest at that that thought. What if Kendall was off with her?

"Logan! Logan, wait! Wait for me Logan!"

The smart boy reluctantly halted his movements. He was mere feet away from the entrance, so lose he could just reach out and feel the warm glass under his fingertips. He stifled the sigh bubbling in his throat as Camille caught up to him.

"Slow down Logan. I just wanted to ask you if maybe you wanted to hang out or something?" the brunette questioned with a flirty smile. Logan's brown eyes instantly widened and his jaw dropped considerably. She couldn't, could she? Sure he and Kendall were technically broken up, but he just finished pouring his heart out to her about the delicate situation just ten minutes ago. His mouth was closing and opening back up again repeatedly as he searched for the right words to say.

"Y-you, w-what do you mean?" he stuttered. The girl in front of him grinned devilishly as she stepped forward and placed her freshly manicured hand on his chest.

"C'mon Logan, you're smarter than that. Now that Kendall's out of the picture, we can finally give us another chance," she whispered.

Logan had to hold back the small gag he felt for manners sake. Sure he and Camille had a sort-of-kinda-not-really thing, but that was a long time ago, and that was before he discovered his feelings for Kendall. Besides, after a lot of soul searching, Logan had figured out he was as gay as they came. Just the thought of him and Camille being together in a romantic sense was enough to make him feel queasy. The young man was about to shrug Camille off of him, but was distracted by the sound of the door of the entrance slamming against the wall loudly. The two brunets turned their attention to see Jo and Kendall staring at them.

The first thing Logan noticed was the way their hands were clasped together. He bit his lip, trying to hold back his pathetic whimpers. However, the second thing he noticed was the continuous flow of blood dripping out of Kendall's nose and soaking his shirt. Logan unceremoniously pushed Camille off of him and rushed to Kendall's side.

"Oh my god! Kendall what the hell happened to you? Are you alright?"

Logan's worry was temporarily clouding his judgment. Kendall easily noticed this, but chose to stay silent about it. Instead, a smile appeared on his face as Logan gently grabbed his chin and began tilting his head to determine the damage.

"I'm okay Logie…now that you're here," the blond whispered sincerely. Logan visibly tensed, but nodded his head as he kept his eyes on his ex-boyfriend's bloodied nose. Jo smiled at the couple and stepped back to give them their own space. Camille was still impatiently standing behind Logan as she glared at Kendall. The tall teen looked away from Logan for a moment and glanced over the brunet's shoulder. His eyes instantly narrowed and he bit his tongue to hold back the insult that was on the tip of it. He was pulled out of his hateful staring by a stinging pain running down the bridge of his nose.

"Ow!" he yelled as his eyes crossed just in time to see Logan pulling back his index finger with a sheepish grin. Kendall pouted at the shorter teen, but he couldn't resist the smile he felt coming.

"It's broken."

Kendall rolled his eyes.

"Duh."

Logan shot him a halfhearted glare. It was nothing in comparison to the ones Kendall had received since yesterday, and he welcomed the unfamiliar playfulness of it.

"Well…"

"Well…," Kendall teased with a grin. He was immensely enjoying the short amount of Logan time he was getting. This time it was Logan's turn to roll his eyes.

"Well…how did this happen?"

"Why aren't you guys starting the-," James silenced himself as he noticed the small crowd of four at the front of the building. His eyes landed on Logan and Kendall. He raised an eyebrow at them but remained quiet.

"Oomph!"

"Aah!" James yelled as Carlos bumped into his back by accident. The brunet doubled over in pain as he clutched his lower back. The Latino muttered a chorus of apologies as he shifted from foot to foot with a guilty expression. James attempted a small smile up at his friend as he straightened up slowly. That's when Carlos noticed what James had seen a minute ago. He opened his mouth, but closed it back up. He turned to Jo and was even more surprised to see her practically gushing at the pair. The next to gain the Latino's attention was Camille. He wasn't stupid. He also wasn't surprised when he noticed the glare she was shooting Kendall. Despite the fact that Carlos was the one responsible for Kendall's…condition, he didn't like the way the brunette was looking at his friend.

"Um…guys…I don't mean to ruin this awkward moment, but shouldn't Kendall be going to a hospital or something?" Jo broke through the silence. Everyone turned to her with a blank expression. After another moment of silence, James was the one to get back his senses.

"Okay, let's go. We're still taking Jo's car."

Logan stepped away from Kendall and looked down sadly at the floor. Kendall sighed. There went the moment. He opened his mouth to speak, but was pulled away towards the car by James.

"Not right now. It's not the time," the towering brunet muttered.

Carlos placed his hand on Logan shoulder, making the other jump in surprise.

"Come on, you're coming too," the tan teen said before walking away too. Logan remained still for a moment. He seemed to have been contemplating what to do. It only took him a few seconds to finally decide. He turned on his heel and ran after the others.

"Bye Camille! Thanks for the ride!" he yelled over his shoulder, leaving the fuming girl by herself.

The car ride was awkward and lengthy. Jo was driving and James had called shot gun. That left Kendall, Logan, and Carlos to squeeze into the back. Kendall was seated behind Jo and Carlos behind James, leaving Logan right between them. No one spoke the whole time. Each of them could feel the tense air surrounding them. Due to the lack of space available, the three in the back sat with their legs touching. On a normal occasion, this wouldn't have been a problem at all, but due to the current events, it was the only thing Logan could think about. He found Kendall's contact to be bittersweet. He had longed for the other's touch for so long. When the car ride first began, he caught himself practically melting into the blond's touch. However, as soon as he did catch himself, he pulled his leg away quickly as if the gentle touch had burned him. In a way, it did. It hurt Logan. He knew it wasn't the same as before. Kendall was his ex-boyfriend. He couldn't allow himself to be filled with false hope of him and Kendall getting back together. Not after what the blond did to him.

After that realization, Logan had subtly scooted away from Kendall. Neither the blond nor the Latino on the other side of him seemed to notice. After another minute of silence after that, Logan looked down to see Kendall's leg was once again brushed up against his. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but he waved it off. He once again scooted a little bit closer to Carlos, this time earning a monosyllabical grunt from the shorter. He chose to ignore it and instead looked forward at the road. He determined that they were about ten minutes away from the hospital. That's when he caught it. The minute movement. He looked back down, and sure enough, Kendall's leg was touching his again. The brunet's eyes narrowed in suspicion and he looked up at Kendall. The blond's face was impassive as he stared out the window, pressing a few tissues to his nose. Logan pulled away another inch or so, pretending to not notice Carlos' shoulder rubbing warningly against his back. His eyes remained on Kendall's face. Just as he was about to turn away, he felt something hit his knee softly. He didn't have to look to know it was once again the blond's sneaky attempts.

"Stop," Logan whispered as quietly as he could.

"What?" Carlos asked, not quite catching what his friend had said. Logan turned and shook his head.

"Nothing."

He turned back to Kendall to see he was wearing his famous grin. This time, Logan grabbed the other's leg and pushed it away forcefully. Kendall's grin immediately fell and was replaced with a dejected frown. Logan smiled to himself and returned to his semi comfortable position. Carlos mumbled something to himself and rolled his eyes.

Logan was finally able to relax. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply as he leaned back further into his seat.

"I'm going to turn on the air. It's kind of stuffy in here," Jo's voice cut through the still air. Logan's muscles tensed. He had completely forgotten the blonde was present. He mentally face-palmed at the realization that he was currently in her car. A shiver ran through his spine as he felt an arctic blast of air on his neck. He instinctively tilted his head to the side and rested it on his shoulder to block the air conditioner's attack. There was a slight shuffle next him before he felt a tickle on his forehead and a light weight on the top of his head. The brunet's eyes shot open and he had to fight himself not to flinch. Instead, he gently pushed Kendall off of him and lifted his head. He avoided eye contact with the other as he turned away from, completely shutting him out. Carlos' head snapped towards Logan. His eyes were angry, and he was about to snap at the brunet for fidgeting so much, but his face softened when he noticed the pale boy's teary eyes. He looked past Logan to see Kendall looking out the window with a similar expression.

Carlos slowly turned back around, grumbling something about an episode of Degrassi to himself in annoyance.

"What?" James asked as he looked up at the rearview mirror.

"Nothing!"

I'm so sorry if that sucked! If it did, I think it's because I had to get back into the flow of things. Don't worry, chapters will come quick from now on. If you guys want to keep in touch and know when and what I'm posting/updating, you can follow me on Twitter. I'm "Gohanrules1". That way you'll always know when I update, and you can even reprimand me for taking so long. So anyway, thanks for reading. Please review. This story actually has a lot of hits, but barely any reviews…lazy bums…lol jk.

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