Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush. I only own the storyline, Allie, Lily, and Dylan.
"Why are you smiling…?" I say slowly.
"Be my girlfriend," he says.
"Excuse me?" I say, shocked.
"Be my girlfriend," he repeats.
I stare at him for a few moments to make sure he's not kidding. I look down at my hands nervously.
"I-I don't know if I'm ready for this Kendall," I say softly. He walks over to me and takes my hands in his. I look at our hands together and see a faint smile on his lips.
"Just give me a chance," he says softly. I look up into his mesmerizing green eyes. He smiles down at me.
"I'll try," I whisper. Kendall's smile grows and he picks me up, spins me around then starts leaning in.
"Kendall," I squeak and run into the closet. I honestly don't think that I'm ready for a relationship after getting raped by my ex not even a month ago. I sit down in the middle of the closet next to my suitcase. I bury my head into my hands and force myself not to cry. I don't know what I'm getting myself into. I don't even know why I said yes. I was just about to stand up and walk out of the closet and tell Kendall that I couldn't do this and ask him to stay on the couch until I realized that he was standing in front of me.
"When did you get in here?" I ask and grab a shirt out of my bag.
"About two seconds ago," he answers and sits down on the opposite side of my suitcase. "I know what you're thinking," he says.
"What am I thinking?" I ask and look down at the shirt I'm holding.
"That I'm like Dylan or I'll copy his actions. You're thinking you're making a mistake since you said yes," he says and plays with the carpeting on the floor. "You're not making one," he whispers and looks up at me.
"Kendall…" I start.
"I'm not going to hurt you or force you to do anything," he interrupts me. "I'm sorry about spinning you around, but I was so happy. I didn't mean to scare you," he explains.
I look down at my hands.
"It might take me a while to establish a strong physical relationship," I say and look back down. He laughs and takes my hand.
"I'm still going to be here even if you don't want to kiss me," he says. "Trust me," he adds and stands.
"I suggest we should finish unpacking before we go and do something fun. Got to do the un-fun stuff first," he says and flops down on the bed. He pats the space next to him and I sit on the side of the bed, next to him. He wraps his arms around my waist. I lie down and put my face into his broad chest.
"Your hair smells good," he says and I laugh.
"Lily and I are- whoa," I hear and look up. I place my head on Kendall's shoulder and see James and Lily standing in our doorway.
"Lily and you are?" I ask and raise my eyebrows.
"Going grocery shopping…." James says and walks out of the room. Lily winks at me and skips out of my room.
"We'll see you in a few hours!" she calls and I hear the door shut.
"What happened to unpacking?" I ask.
"Unpacking. Lying down. What's the difference?" Kendall asks.
"There's a big one," I say and push myself up into sitting position.
"No there's not," Kendall replies and pulls my body down so I'm lying across his chest.
"I disagree," I say and try to sit back up, but Kendall just pulls me tighter against his chest.
"You're my cuddly buddy," he says in a voice that you would talk to a baby with and wraps his arms tighter around me.
"I can't breathe," I wheeze and Kendall instantly stops squeezing. I jump off of the bed and throw a pillow at him. "Gotcha," I say and wink.
"You win this time," Kendall sighs and sits up.
"Oh, I know," I smile and walk into the closet. I start unpacking my shorts and hum to myself. Before I know it, I'm belting out Katy Perry in mine and Kendall's closet, just starting to hang up my nicer clothes.
"This is the part of-" I stop and burst out laughing because Kendall decided to tickle me. I slam against the wall and try to wriggle away from his fingers.
"Who wins this time?" he asks.
"Me!" I manage to get out and Kendall tickles me some more. He backs me into the corner and continues to tickle me.
"Are you sure?" he smirks.
"You do!" I say.
"Who does?" he asks and his smirk grows.
"You do!" I yell.
"Who?" he says.
"Kendall Francis Schmidt wins!" I yell and he stops tickling me.
"That's right," he says and puts a hand out to help me up. I take it and go back to my suitcase.
"You still aren't done?" he whines.
"No," I say in a whinier voice.
"Hurry up," he says and drags out the P.
"Okaaaaay," I say slowly. I finish hanging up my nicer clothes a few minutes later. I walk out of the closet and Kendall is sitting in one of the chairs in the corner with his swim trunks on.
"Kay, we're going to the beach," Kendall says. "Go get dressed," he says.
"Yes sir," I say and change in the bathroom. I walk out and Kendall isn't in the room. I walk into the living room and he isn't there either. I go onto the porch and see him sprinting on the sand. I don't know if it's because it's hot or if it's because he's that excited to go into the water, but he looks like a little kid. I can't help but laugh. I walk down the stairs onto the beach and realize why Kendall was running. The sand was hot. I sprint down to the beach area and wade in the water to about my ankles. The water was so warm.
"Got you," Kendall whispers into my ear and picks me up. He throws me over his shoulder and starts wading into deeper water.
"Kendall, put me down!" I say.
"Okay," he simply says and drops me into the water. I come above the surface and muster up a nasty look.
"Thanks," I mumble and start wading towards the beach.
"You're welcome!" he calls after me. I stifle my laugh and lay down the towel that he brought down out on the sand. I sprawl out on it and tan.
I didn't realize I fell asleep on the beach until Kendall wakes me up.
"Well hey sleepy," he says and sits down next to me.
"Hey," I say and roll over on my back.
He spreads out on another towel next to me and spreads out my hair. I close my eyes and he runs his fingers through it. He twirls it around and I giggle occasionally. All of the sudden Kendall kisses my cheek and I hear him getting up. I open my eyes and see him running up to the house.
"Where are you going?" I call out after him but he keeps running. I stand up, fold my towel, and start walking back to the house. I have to start running because the sand feels even hotter than before.
"Kendall?" I call out as I reach the steps. I hear no response and see a note taped to the door.
'You'll never find me!' it says.
"Oh yes I will," I mumble and set off to our bedroom.
I go into the closet and pull over a pair of jean shorts over my swimsuit bottoms. I put on a t-shirt and walk out of the closet humming to myself. I look up and see Kendall planking on the rafters.
"How did you get up there?" I ask. I was truly confused because there was no ladder or anything to help him get up there.
"I'm Spiderman!" he says.
"Well Spiderman, I'm hungry," I say and laugh. I walk out of our room and into the kitchen. I sit down on the stools, determined to wait for James and Lily to get back until I hear Kendall fall. I run into the room and see him lying face down on the floor.
"Kendall?" I say and crouch next to him. I place a hand on his shoulder "Are you okay?" I ask anxiously.
He jumps to his feet and scoops me up. I yelp from surprise and laugh. He carries me out into living room.
"Don't do that to me!" I say and he kisses my forehead. "I'm sorry," he says and laughs. James and Lily walk in at that moment.
James stops in the doorway and I hear an 'Uf!'. I'm guessing Lily ran into him. I see her head pop out and her face lights up. Kendall sets me down and James walks to the kitchen awkwardly. Lily walks over to me and gives me a we-need-to-talk look. I sigh and watch Kendall go to help James and I ignore Lily's looks. I grab the remote off of the coffee table in front of us and turn the TV on. I flip through the channels until I see the weather channel. It says that it's supposed to be in the 70s and 80s for the rest of the week. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Lily giving me continually persistent looks. I finally give into them and grab Lily's wrist. I lead her into the hallway where Kendall and James can't hear her squeals.
"Are you two dating?" she squeals.
"Yes," I say hesitantly.
She gives me a big hug. "Congrats sis," she says and smiles. I smile a real smile back and she realizes, pulling me in for another hug.
"I'm taking a shower," I say and walk into mine and Kendall's room. I grab everything that I need and walk into the bathroom. I turn on music on my phone to my favorite playlist and hop in the shower.
I stay in the shower until the water gets cold; trying to wash away some of the jet-lag.
I walk out of the bathroom with just shorts and a bra on, with a towel in my hair. Kendall is in the room putting his suitcase away.
"Oh!" I squeak and duck into the closet.
I stay in there until I hear Kendall leave. I felt so embarrassed; the first day that we're dating and he already sees me without my shirt on. I throw on one of the many Big Time Rush shirts that Kendall gets from his fans. I walk out of the closet and see Kendall sitting on the bed. My face turns red and I look down at my hands.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in the shower," he says, making me look up.
"It's okay," I say softly.
"Still hungry?" he asks and I nod. He nods to a plate on the table in the corner of the room. I sit down on the chair and he sits down on the chair next to me. I take the plate and eat whatever it is, and it's good. It's different from the simple meals me and Lily always cook and it's a lot better than fast food or take out that we get multiple times a week.
"Who made this?" I ask.
"James and I," he says.
"It's good," I reply and he smirks.
"Thanks," he says and grabs a book off of the shelf. He reads the back cover of it. "What do you want to do tomorrow?" he asks a few minutes later.
"It doesn't matter," I say and it really doesn't. I'm in Hawaii with my three favorite people. I don't care what we do, as long as I'm with them and having a good time.
"Oh, okay then," he says and we go back to our thoughts. I was having a specifically good thought about his body in that Hannah Montana t-shirt when he interrupts them.
"Want to go down to the market?" he asks.
"Didn't Lily and James go already?" I ask, confused.
"A different one," he says and smiles.
"Sure," I say and get up to put my empty plate away. I go into the kitchen, over to the sink, and rinse off my plate. I look through the cupboards for a glass to put water in. After about the third random cabinet I open, I find them and fill it up. I lean against the sink and take a sip.
"Come out on the porch," Kendall says, opening the sliding glass door and walking out.
I put my glass in the sink and follow him onto the deck.
"Congrats man," James yells from down on the beach. He and Lily are walking together. I blush and look down when Kendall gives me a confused look.
"How'd he find out already? I didn't tell him," Kendall says.
"Lily," I mumble and sit down on a lawn chair. He smiles and sits down next to me. We talk until the sky turns orange.
"Wow," I say, staring at the sunset. I see Kendall looking at me. "It's like a movie," I say and look back at the sunset. I'm completely enthralled in it until the sky starts turning a darker shade of purple.
"That was gorgeous," I say. Kendall stands up and kisses my forehead.
"Just like you," he says and I'm glad it's dark out so he can't see me blushing. "Let's go inside," he says and holds out a hand to me. I take it and he helps me up. We go inside and into our room. When we get in the room, I see the bag with the swimsuits that Kendall bought me sitting on the floor. It's almost like it's mocking me, telling me to pay Kendall back. It's telling me that they don't want me to wear them since I didn't buy them. I sit down on the bed and sigh. Kendall goes into the closet and he comes out about a minute later wearing sweats and no shirt. When he comes out I'm lying on the bed already under the light blanket.
"Want me to open the window?" he asks and I nod. Even though it's barely dark out I'm exhausted from flying. He lies down next to me and I fall asleep almost instantly.
When I wake up Kendall's arms are around me and I'm facing his chest. I gasp and he kisses my hair.
"Are you okay?" he asks softly.
"Yeah," I say and my voice is hoarse.
"You were screaming in your sleep," he says, answering the question I didn't ask.
"What was I saying?" I whisper.
"Mostly 'No' and 'Please' but then you screamed my name and it scared me. So I pulled you into my arms and you screamed for a few more minutes then stopped when I sang," he explained.
"I'm sorry I kept you awake," I whisper.
"Don't be," he says softly. I look at his chest and remember the dream. It was Dylan. And he was fighting Kendall. I shudder at the sight of my dreams flashing through my mind again.
"Do you want to get up?" he asks.
"What time is it?" I ask.
"6," he says.
"No," I whisper and snuggle into his chest. He starts humming a tune that I don't recognize softly and I fall asleep a few minutes later. I wake up and we haven't moved from our position. I smile and lay in his arms until he wakes up about an hour later.
"Morning," he whispers when he looks down to see if I'm awake. He gets up and goes into the bathroom, I go out into the kitchen. James and Lily are sitting on stools drinking coffee. I go to grab a cup. James laughs at me.
"What," I say, holding the coffee pot just above my cup.
"Nice shirt," he says and I see he's wearing the same one. A fan must have given them all t-shirts.
"Was that you screaming?" Lily asks and I nod. I start to pour my coffee. I grab creamer out of the fridge and pour some of that in.
"Was Kendall singing?" she asks and I nod again, taking a sip of my coffee afterwards. "Awe," she says and I blush before going into my room.
I sit down on the chair in the corner with one of the books I brought and drink my coffee. Kendall walks out of the bathroom a while later just wearing shorts.
"You didn't get me a cup?" he asks jokingly. I smile and shake my head. He pulls on a shirt and walks out of the room.
When I'm done with my coffee I hop into the shower, taking a quick one, and put on a little bit of make-up. I'm wearing a pink summer shirt and white shorts with some sandals. I walk out of the bathroom yawning.
"Tired?" Kendall asks and I jump. I didn't even see him standing in front of me. He laughs and I nod sheepishly. He walks into the closet, still chuckling to himself. I flop down onto the bed and see the bag still sitting on the floor, mocking me. Kendall didn't need to buy me anything; he's too good for me. The bag is just a reminder of how much I don't deserve him. I find myself glaring at it, almost arguing with it inside of my head. I finally conclude that I'm just acting childish and get up off of the bed. I grab the bag, open the window, and throw it down onto the sand. I flop down on the bed again with my face in a pillow. I hear Kendall sit down on the bed next to me.
"Why'd you do that?" he asks.
"Because I felt like it," I mumble into the pillow.
"Look at me," he says.
"No," I say into the pillow. I know I'm acting childish but I'm mad at myself for letting Kendall spend all that money on me and for saying yes to him.
"Please," he says and puts his hands on my back.
"No thanks," I say and burst out laughing because Kendall started tickling me. I laugh uncontrollably and he continues. I'm rolling around trying to get away from him. My face turns red and he's laughing with me.
"Thank you," he says and smiles.
"Jeez," I say. He looks at me confused. "Magic fingers," I mumble. I walk over to the bookshelf and grab a book that looks appealing. I walk out of the room reading the back cover of the book. I hear Kendall chuckle and his footsteps behind me.
"Want to go to the market?" he asks.
"No," I mumble and go sit on the deck.
"Why not?" he asks.
"Jet lag," I reply and flop onto a chair. I read the book that I grabbed until I realize the sun was setting. I watch it until the moon starts to come up on the horizon. I watch it until its almost halfway up into the sky. Using the light of the moon, I stand and walk down the porch steps. I look around for the bag I threw out the window earlier and see it on the sand about 50 feet away from me. I walk over to it, pick it up and look at the swimsuits inside. I knew I was being childish for reacting like that, but it was an impulse thing. I go back up on the deck, grab my book, and head inside.
"You looked into that book," Lily says from the couch.
"It's not bad," I reply.
"You missed dinner," she says with raised eyebrows. "It must have been good," she adds.
"I'm actually not finished with it," I snap back and she laughs.
"There's a plate on the counter if you want any," she says.
"No thanks, I'm not very hungry," I say and walk into mine and Kendall's room.
"I didn't want to bother you," he says from on the bed. He was reading as well.
"It would have been okay if you would've," I say.
"Someone's in a better mood," he says and smiles.
"Yeah," I say and smile back. I walk into the closet and put the bag down on my side of it. I change into some pajama shorts and a t-shirt.
"Why were you in a bad mood?" he asks when I walk back out.
I sigh. "I don't feel comfortable with people buying things for me because usually I have to pay them back. I usually only let Lily buy me stuff," I say explain.
"You'll never have to pay me back. You'll never have to return anything that I give you either," he answers and gets up off of the bed. He walks over to me and I wrap my arms around his waist. He kisses my forehead and I smile. I rest my head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He picks me up, and lies down on the bed with me still in his arms. I roll off of him so I'm on the bed, but he keeps is arms around me. I rest my ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat until I hear his breathing slow and steady. I look up into his face; it looks so peaceful when he's asleep. I fall asleep that night knowing that I made the right decision by saying yes to him.
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