Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush, any characters from that show, or the outsiders. I do however own Dallas Northe/ BeltGirl. But R.I.P. BeltGirl. She'll be gone fro quite some time, if not forever.
Warnings: okay, don't take this the wrong way, but there's some Kames/Jendall whatever you prefer to call it. Nothing serious at all. You just have to read it to get what I mean.
Rating: T, for language and slightly mature content in this chapter. And no one's said anything about the rating going up, so I'm assuming everyone's alright with it. I'm planning drugs, sexual content, and inappropriate jokes and whatnot. Please don't hate me for it
Mood: apologetic. (Sorry I haven't updated! Been super busy beyond belief)
Listening to: Justify – The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (They've been around a lot lately…)
*~Justify, your secrecy specifies your cries~*
'It's healthier' was only half true. The other half was just an excuse to stay away from the elevators. I've never come right out and said it, but elevators freak me out. Not completely terrified like Logan, but when given the choice, I opt for the stairs. But today was an exception. I was really tired and very lucky Gustavo let us off earlier than usual.
"A new record, huh?" Kendall asked checking the time on his watch, "4 o'clock." The call button for the elevator clicked when he pushed his thumb to it.
"Yeah, thank go-"
"Hey guys!" Dallas called, cutting Carlos off, unknowingly. She bounced over to us, her hair flouncing in big curls today, the top layers contrasting the bright green T-shirt, and the longest layers matching her black jeans. She had on knee high green converse that matched the shirt perfectly.
"Hey Dallas," we pretty much all greeted in unison.
"Are you guys off work?" she questioned as the elevator opened up with a 'ding!'
"Yeah," I responded as we all migrated into the elevator. "We got lucky today."
"Awesome," she leaned against the stainless steel bar that outlined the whole small box. "You guys wanna go get some lunch? Or dinner, whatever you want to call it." Kendall hit the button for our floor and the doors closed.
"All of us?" Carlos asked after a moment, not sure if that's what she meant.
"Uhh… yeah." She laughed, "That's why I said 'you guys'"
"Oh okay." Carlos said. "Sure."
"Sweet," she smiled, "So where do you wa-" The elevator lurched to a stop and we all grabbed onto the bar to hold our balance. "Greatt." Dallas muttered sarcastically, and she dialed a number on her phone.
When she hung up the phone, Kendall asked who she had called.
"Bitters, He said he'll get the maintenance man on it right away. But that just means we'll be here for a few hours."
Logan panicked, "What?! We could run out of air!"
Dallas went over to him and grabbed him by the shoulders. "We will if you keep hyperventilating like that. Calm down."
After she took him through some breathing exercises, he was clam, or at least acted like it. And she came back to sit on the ground between me and Carlos. "So, what do you guys want to do?"
"Eat"
"Panic"
"Sleep"
"Hockey" Carlos, Logan, I, and Kendall answered in that order.
'Well, Logan; don't. Carlos, I don't have any food. Kendall, it's a little small in here. And James,… maybe later." She thought for a moment, then pulled an iPod out of her large black messenger bag. "We could play truth or dare." She suggested finally. We all looked around; a little reluctant of the game, because of all the dares we've heard of before.
"Fine." I finally sighed, figuring, 'what the hell else is there to do in an elevator for several hours. The rest of the guys agreed after that, and we all sat in a circle. Dallas sat to my right, in between Logan and I. Carlos was on my other side, and Kendall on the other side of him.
"Alright, everyone's names are in. we just shake it to see who goes first, then you have to choose truth or dare, then shake it again." She explained.
"Sounds easy enough." Kendall accepted, but Dallas hadn't been finished.
"Buuut… everyone has to do their dare, okay? Otherwise it's no fun. Promise?" she looked at all of us. We all nodded, and she went on. "Also, what happens in this elevator stays in this elevator, right?"
"Definitely," I said, knowing it was more than just her reputation, but also our pride. And we all accepted.
"Alright." She smiled and shook the iPod. "Okay, Carlos looks like you're first."
He smacked his helmet twice, and took the iPod. He obviously picked dare, and then shook the iPod excitedly. He read the dare and chuckled to himself.
"Well?" Dallas said what were all thinking.
"Beg the person to your left to spank you." He said, causing everyone to burst out laughing.
"Get to it," Dallas laughed, and Carlos laughed, getting on his hands and knees and turning his behind to Kendall. Everyone was chuckling, but Kendall just looked awkward.
"Kendall, will you please spank me?" Carlos uttered between fits of laughter. Even Kendall cracked at this, and began to laugh. "Please? Kendall, please spank me?" Kendall covered his face, and laughed quietly to himself. "Pleeeaaassseeee?"
"God, just spank him so he stops." Logan said, being easily embarrassed. Kendall just quickly swatted his behind, and Carlos sat down saying "Oh, thank you Kendall."
After the wave of awkward had finally left the elevator, Carlos decided to find out who was next. "Dallas," he grinned, "Your turn."
She held a smile all the way from the sound of her name, until after she got her dare. "Sit in the lap of the person to your left until your next turn." She laughed, "That isn't bad at all."
I'm not going to lie; I watched her look to Logan, then climb into his lap with envy. I was not too happy about it. But I sucked it up for the sake of the game, and just hoped that I would get a better dare with her.
She shook her iPod, then after a moment reached it towards Kendall. He looked a little reluctant, but took it anyway.
"Allow the other players to do your makeup." I chuckled, "But we don't even have any-"Dallas was suddenly holding up a makeup bag, and no one knew where she had gotten it. "Where did yo-"
"Don't worry about it." She said with the most serious face, and after a few moments of awkward silence, she laughed. "God, did you think I was serious? I'm not some psycho, I'm an actress."
*~Make it count, play it straight. Don't look back, Don't hesitate.~*
We backed away from Kendall.
"Woww, um… you look… gorgeous?" I laughed out.
"Shut, up James." He muttered, studying his bright blue eyeshadow, pink blush, and red lipstick in the small mirror Dallas had in her bag. But after a moment he smiled at himself. "Okay, it's Logan's turn." He said picking up the iPod that had been shaken when we tackled Kendall to the ground so we could 'pretty him up.' He took the device timidly around Dallas, and she pressed dare before he could pick otherwise.
"Wear one of the girls' bras for the rest of the game." He blushed.
"I'm not taking off my bra," Dallas chuckled, and Logan sighed in relief. "But I have an extra." She held up a red bra with black lace along the top.
"Uhm… why?" Carlos asked, but she just smiled, and threw the bra over her head at Logan. It flew toward his face, and he quickly raised his hands that he had been leaning back on to swat it away from his face. With the support of his arms gone, he fell backwards onto the ground.
"Oh jeeze, it's clean. Just put it on, Logan."
He held the contraption up by the straps, trying to touch as little of it as possible. "…Uhh… how?" he asked, completely stumped. He rubbed the back of his head out of half confusion and half pain from smacking it against the ground.
Dallas huffed and turned around in his lap, basically straddling him. She pushed his arms through two of the straps and reached around him and hooked it. Like it was nothing. (Other than the fact that his frame is much broader than hers and she had to literally pull the sides with all her strength to even get the last set of hooks together.) "There." She sighed exhaustedly, and turned back the right way in his lap. She picked up the iPod which again in the action of the dare had been dropped and thus, shaken. "Woot! My turn again." She smiled.
"But you just went." Kendall stated.
"The iPod does not lieee!" she exclaimed, shoving it towards him, flailing her other arm, and obviously getting more and more hyper and excited as the game drew on. Kendall threw up a defensive hand gesture and allowed her to continue. She giggled this adorable, innocent giggle, and said "James, remove your pants." Which took its turn removing the innocence from her giggle.
"What?" I laughed.
"We have to trade pants…" she smiled, and hid it slightly behind the iPod. She then stood up and said, "James, I'll stand in the corner, and you stand on the other side of me, so you can shield me from these PERVERTS!" she laughed. "I'm kidding!"
By the time I had gotten up, she was in the corner and had unzipped one of her shoes, and was working on the other. Once we were both prepared, she turned and looked at the rest of the guys. "Cover your eyes!" and they jumped, doing so.
Then, she just pulled down her pants, just like that. Like it was normal. I was shocked, and imitated her undressing. She stopped with the waist of her black jeans at her knees and yelled, "CARLOS!" No doubt he was attempting to peek. She continued, and I was just stepping out of my pants. I typically wore tight pants, but they were loose for my standards today. She basically had to peel the skinny jeans off of her calves, and I could just tell that it was going to be very difficult to get those on. We traded pants with a laugh, and she pulled mine on easily. They were baggy, and too long, but she worked them. She tightened the belt as much as possible, and sat herself back on the ground.
But I didn't have it so easy. I pushed one leg into the black skinny jeans as far as I could. Thank God they were stretch fabric.
"Denim leggings." She stated from across the elevator as if she knew what I was thinking, "best invention ever, right?"
I nodded, pulling the skin-tight clothing on the best I could. They stretched A LOT, but not enough. I got the pants up to just below my butt. "Well, that's as far as they'll go."
Dallas giggled loudly, and stated "James got his swag on. " My red plaid boxers didn't really go with the black jeans and dark green shirt I had on that day, but we were alone in an elevator, and it didn't matter.
I sat back in my spot and waited for the next dare. "Well it's James's turn." Dallas handed the iPod to me.
I looked at the device before shaking it, and dare had already been picked. The first couple of words I saw made my stomach flutter. "Make out with the person…" All of them starting like this had been to your right or so. I was really hoping it would say to my right. "… Across from you…" I looked up at Kendall, and continued reading the dare as fast as I could, hoping that maybe there would be something to make it easier. "… for as long as it takes the person to your left to solve the following math problem."
"Oh… god." I muttered staring blankly at the iPod. "I… I don't think I could do this."
"Jamesss." Dallas looked disappointed. "You promisedd."
"It's really…" I was looking for the right word to describe the dare, but I wasn't good with words like Kendall or Logan. "I don't know… weird for me?"
"Lemme see." Carlos said, taking the iPod out of my hand. His eyes went wide after a moment, then he just passed it to Dallas. She coughed and then smiled evilly as she passed it to Logan, who read it and looked absolutely horrified. Then Logan passed it to Kendall, who looked just as stunned and just as horrified as Carlos and Logan. We all sat in awkward silence until Dallas finally spoke "Well, you guys still have to do it."
"Uhhh… I can't." I told her.
"Why not?"
"Kendall's my best friend… and I-"
"Well, since you're best friends, that should make it easier."
"Not really."
"Look, were all friends here. And what happens in the elevator stays in the elevator. So what's the harm?"
"Harm to my psyche"
"Oh my god, if two best friends can't make out for the hell of it these days, something's wrong with society."
"No offence, but there's something wrong with you."
She smacked me in the arm, but had a smirk on her face and I shielded her laughing.
"Will you just do it already?" she asked, peeved.
I looked at Kendall helplessly, and he sighed, moving closer a bit.
"Alright, but you better solve that problem quickly." I warned, and got on my hands and knees face-to-face with Kendall. "Okay, ready?" I asked Carlos. I got a nod, took a deep breath and turned to Kendall again. "Go." And I just went in for it. I tried to ignore the fact that my tongue was on the inside of my best friend's mouth, but he was actually a really good kisser, and that shocked me into not being able to pretend it was someone else. After several seconds, I was over the shock and, as cheesy as it is, I pretended that he was Dallas. Which was probably a mistake, because then I got ready into it. But Kendall and I kept at it.
"Hey, Dallas, it says I can ask you for help."
She moved over to him and they discussed it saying things like "well, take that and multiply it by that, carry the 2…"
I pulled back for a quick breath and kissed Kendall once while doing so, then went back to using tongue. My knees were staring to hurt, so I scooted closer to Kendall and sat back on them, without separating from him. I wished they would just solve the problem already.
'Done!" Carlos shouted and Kendall and I pulled back, "the answer is 20."
"Why didn't you ask Logan for help?" Kendall asked, wiping his mouth. Was I really that sloppy? Then I realized that it was probably because the lipstick from before was smeared all over his mouth.
"I couldn't. It said I could only ask 'the person to the daree's right'"
"Oh, well what was the problem?" he wondered.
Carlos smirked and showed him. "Multiply the number of people in the room by 4?! It took you that long?!"
"Was it even that horrible?" Dallas stopped Kendall from punching Carlos.
"Actually… no. James is a good kisser." Kendall laughed.
"See? I told you; two best friends can make out without it being a big deal."
"Yeah, I guess." Kendall responded, "And I bet you're happy to know he's a good kisser beforehand, huh?"
Dallas just smiled and blushed own at the floor. Then Carlos piped up 'Who were you pretending Kendall was, James? Because you were way too into that for it to be Kendall."
Then I smiled and blushed at the floor.
*~Got no more to give, 'cause we gave it all~*
Dallas bumped into my arm I was leaning on and looked at me while she swayed from laughing so hard. Observing the situation, it really was hilarious. Kendall had on a full face of makeup and I had half of his lipstick smeared on my face. I was wearing skin-tight pants, and Dallas was wearing mine. Logan had on a bra over his clothes and a mustache drawn on with sharpie. Then, Carlos was on his back, pumping one fist in the air yelling "I'm super cute, I'm super hott, I'm the girl you like a lot. I'm super super girl. I'm super super gir-" he stopped and we all froze as the doors of the elevator opened. Bitters and the maintenance man just started at us, confused. There was the most awkward silence for at least a minute before we all stood up and grabbed all of Dallas's stuff off the floor and muttered "thank you for rescuing us" and almost sprinting down the hall to our room. We stopped running when we got around the corner.
"Wow, that was awkward." Dallas said between breaths.
"Yeah, " I responded "But Dallas do you w- Logan," I stopped." Why is Carlos still on your back?"
Everyone else turned and looked at Carlos who was happily perched on Logan's back, but looked like a deer caught in the head lights. Logan put him don and I went on with my question. "Anyway, Dallas, do you want to just come have dinner at our place?"
"I'd love to." She said smiling, "But please, you guys are, like, best friends now. Call me Dally. Or Dal."
*~Manage me, I'm a mess. Turn a page, I'm a book, half unread~*
So, this chapter is finally done. I'm sorry that its taken long, but sometimes I just get tired of writing for a while. But I always come back to my stories I have on here. So don't worry.
But I'd like to think this chapter is pretty funny. I know it's not that well written, but it's long. So I guess it's either length or quality for now. Who knows? I'm tired beyond belief right now. Ad I'll try to start on chapter nine soon. It's going to be short though. I know that already. But I love you guys, don't forget that. :)
~KingdomHaley
