Hi readers! Here is the next chapter for GP, and I'd like to just say thanks to everyone who's read this and kept up with the story so far! This is actually coming to a close in just a few chapters, which is a little bittersweet for me, but hopefully you guys all like this as it comes together.

Disclaimer: I don't own the song lyrics nor do I own Big Time Rush

"How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?"

The usually sunny city of L.A. was sharing the overcast clouds with the citizens, the people trying to shield themselves from the rain that was down pouring on them. A lone girl sat by the window in apartment 2H, enjoying the relaxing sound as the rain pattered on to the window, the low grumbling of the thunder matching the sound of her beating heart. Her eyes stayed glued to the droplets of water that slowly ran down the glass. She took a deep breath and shook her head.

"Jayne?" Said girl turned away from the storm as she looked over at her aunt.

"What is it?"

"I'm going to fly over to Sean's and get ready for his sister's wedding. I won't be back until Monday night, you remember, right?"

"Of course I remember. You act like I'm still a four year old," the dancer teased as the older woman rolled her eyes.

"Anyways, the storms supposed to last for awhile, so if anything happens call me or go over to…"Claire trailed off as she watched the whitewashed look appear over her niece's face. She cleared her throat before going on; the best thing to do was to pretend that everything was ok for now. "Go over to Jennifer's place if you need to."

"Yes ma'am," Jayne muttered as she rolled her eyes. She always did hate when her aunt treated her like she was four again.

She waved goodbye as the woman smiled and walked out of the apartment. She released a held in sigh as she shook her head.

It had been the longest two days of her life since the dance practice for Big Time Rush. She hadn't talked to Kendall or the others since that day, but she had to wonder, was that ok? The boys were going to be performing on Sunday and then Monday they were to be on there way across the world. That gave Jayne only five days until they left to tour almost most of Europe. Was she really going to avoid them until they returned from their tour? They were going to be gone for at least three months.

She wasn't sure if she could make it that long.

"Is it really worth it?" Jayne mumbled to herself as she stood up and walked over to her refrigerator. She frowned at the emptiness and shook her head; she'd have to go grocery shopping after the storm passed. For the time being, the vending machine would have to suffice.

The brunette made her way to the lobby, and after waiting for the elevator to come to a stop, she stepped off of it and glanced around the almost empty lobby. She glanced over at the vending machine and raised a brow, walking over to it. She noticed a familiar patch of blonde hair and her eyes widened as she came to an abrupt stop. She watched stiffly as the person turned around and their eyes met.

"Jayne?"

"J-Jo…" Said actress stared at the girl with a raised brow, confused as to why the brunette was wearing such a horrified look on her face. Her brain took a few seconds to process things, but she had finally come up with the answer.

She had finally figured it out.

Her eyes softened as she smiled at her friend. She watched as Jayne stared at her, not moving an inch.

"…I'm so sorry."

The blonde chuckled as she shook her head. "So you finally talked to him," she stated. She looked up and kept her smile on her face.

"Lets talk."

Kendall was persistent, then again, there was no other way he could be. It was in his blood to be stubborn. So it was no surprise when he found himself in front of apartment 2H, hand raised and ready to knock.

Did she have any feelings for him or not? Jayne had avoided answering his question, which had to mean that she did feel something, right? He knew that his feelings weren't one-sided; he could see it in her blue eyes. It was barely there, and she did a good job of concealing it all, but not from him.

So, for the ten-millionth time, Kendall knocked on the door, waiting for any sort of answer. He waited for a second but raised a brow.

No one was there.

"That's weird," he mumbled to himself. He made his way back to his own apartment after knocking once more and receiving no answer once again. He walked into his home, joining Carlos, who was contently playing a one-player match of Biohazard.

"She ignored you again?" Carlos asked as Kendall shook his head.

"She's gone."

"Gone?" the Latino asked as the dirty blond nodded. "Where?"

"No clue."

"Thanks for the food. I was about to go hungry."

"No problem." Jo and Jayne sat across from each other as they began to dig into the oven-made cheese pizza the actress provided for the two. They sat in an awkward silence for a few minutes, neither really knowing what to say to the other. Jayne glanced up at the blonde and watched as the actress ate her food quietly.

"…I hope you know that I'm really sorry."

Jo smiled as she shook her head. "You don't have a reason to be sorry."

Jayne shook her head as she sighed. She had so much to say, yet she didn't know how to put it all into words. Her head was clouded by confusion, and all of it was because of one person.

She had come to realize that the longer she didn't talk to Kendall, the more she began to think about him. He'd come up from the most obscure things, like when Jayne flipped to the cooking channel. They had been playing a show about a Burger place where they also sold corndogs, which led to the thought of Carlos, which led to the thought of Big Time Rush which led to Kendall. Or the other time where the dancer had seen a poster of the new zombie movie that was coming out, which led to the thought of how the Big Time Rush boys had been planning to see it, which also led to the thought of Kendall.

She couldn't escape him.

He was everywhere to her. No matter where she looked or where she went, he was always there.

"He really cares about you." Jayne blinked as she looked up and caught Jo's eyes. The blonde smiled as she watched Jayne fidget in her seat. "And it really wasn't your fault that we broke up."

"But-"

"Trust me, things between us just…weren't working out the way that we both had thought they would," Jo explained as Jayne shook her head.

"Still…" she sighed as she took another bite of her pizza, letting the cheese hang from her lips. She wiped her mouth with a napkin and chewed silently as Jo chuckled.

"So, how are you guys?" she asked as the brunette raised a brow.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you together?"

"N-No!" Jayne exclaimed, surprising Jo.

"Really? I thought he would have definitely said something to you by now."

"He…He did," Jayne said quietly, Jo's eyes widening at the statement.

"Then you don't like him?"

"No-" The girl in question blinked, surprised at how quickly she had jumped to her own defense about the singer. She cleared her throat, biting her lip.

She knew exactly how she felt about Kendall.

Jo watched the girl across from her battle with herself and her eyes softened as she tilted her head a fraction to the side. "…You do like him."

Jayne didn't agree or disagree, she merely sighed as she looked up at Jo. "He's just confused. He's going to realize that he doesn't like me as much as he thinks he does and then…"

"And then what?" Jo asked as Jayne frowned. She wasn't sure.

"Why are you trying to fight yourself on this?" Jo asked curiously. "You guys are crazy for each other."

"…How come you want things to work out between us? You should hate me after all of this," Jayne pointed out as Jo took a deep breath.

"Honestly?" Jo asked. "At first, I really did hate you. While me and Kendall were together, I just had this feeling that…he really just wanted to be with you instead of with me, and it made me so mad," she explained quietly. Jayne nodded; Jo had every right to feel that way.

"I was just jealous though. I was confused because I wasn't sure why or how things had changed between us," she said as she shook her head. "But I thought about it and I realized this really wasn't your fault." Jayne said nothing, all she did was listen, letting Jo get everything off of her chest.

"I didn't make him happy anymore, and to be honest he wasn't making me happy anymore either," Jo said as she looked up at Jayne and smiled. "But you guys are different."

"And why's that?" Jayne asked softly.

"You guys, no matter how much you fight or argue, you guys are always so happy together," the actress stated. Jayne stared at Jo for a long moment before she sighed.

"You made him happy at one point, and look what happened…no offense." Jayne added quietly. Jo laughed, which confused the dancer. She was positive what she had said wasn't funny at all.

"I never made him happy like you did. I don't think anyone has," the actress pointed out gently. Jayne frowned as she shook her head and leaned back in her chair. She stared up at the ceiling for a moment as Jo let her sit in silence, mulling her thoughts over.

"…You think that I actually make him happy?"

Jo smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I do."

Jayne sighed once more before she took another slice of pizza. Jo laughed as she joined in, the two eating in a much more comfortable silence than before.

"Thanks for the food." Jayne stood in front of Jo's doorway as the blonde smiled and shook her head.

"No problem," she replied back. Jayne waved and turned to leave, but stopped as Jo called out to her once more.

"I really do think that you should talk to Kendall." Jo stared deeply into Jayne's blue eyes as the dancer said nothing. "The one person that can make your fears go away is him."

Jayne stood in the hall for a moment before she smiled softly and made her way toward the elevator. Jo watched after the girl, shaking her head as Jayne stepped on to the elevator.

She closed her apartment door before the sound of her ringing phone caught her attention. She glanced down at the caller I.D. and smiled as she picked it up. "Hey, Mark."

Jayne slowly made her way to her apartment as she sighed for the umpteenth time. She stopped in front of her door and unlocked it, but before she entered her home and let herself collapse on her bed, she looked over to apartment 2J. She slowly made her way to the door before she stopped in front of it. She slowly raised her closed fist up, her breathing becoming uneven. She stared at the door, wondering what exactly the boys had been doing.

Was Logan reading his book about rare diseases and their causes? Was James looking up more hair products online like usual? Maybe Carlos was still trying to find a way to make his own flavor of corndog, and Kendall…

Kendall Knight.

What was he doing as she stood in front of the doorway? Was she ready to see him? Was she ready to stop avoiding him? Was she ready to accept his feelings?

Was she ready to accept her own feelings?

Jayne shook her head, pulling her arm back down to her side. She swiftly turned back around and made her way back to her own home. She sighed, slightly disappointed she had let her fears get the best of her. She walked into her apartment, not noticing the sound of her neighbor's door opening a second after her own door shut.

"You guys suck!" Kendall yelled playfully as the other three boys laughed.

"You lost! Fair's fair!" Logan called out as the dirty blond rolled his eyes. He made his way toward the elevator.

"They're lucky I'm starving," he mumbled to himself, ready to pay the pizza delivery man whatever it took in order to eat the food they had ordered. He walked past apartment 2H and came to a slow stop. He stood in front of the door for a moment before he shook his head.

He'd give his courting a break for the rest of the night.