Hey guys! It's been quite a long time since I've updated this, and I'm very sorry. I'm a bit carried away with my new story in Wattpad, and as a break from that story, I'm gonna make an update here!
If you're from my crappy Auradon fics, (Actually, all my fics are crappy.) then I am very sorry. I'm still trying to find inspiration/motivation/reason (Ok that last one I've already found.) to continue, but I'm not abandoning it though.
As a side note, this fucking story alone took 5 rewrites, because my Firefox decided to crash that many times. It's a reason why I really just want to move to Wattpad entirely, because this site lacksand requires Autosave.
Anyway, if it's a bit off, I'm sorry. I've tried to get this as close as possible to the original one,
Enjoy! ^^'
In an AU where Kendall is part of Heffron Drive and torments Logan, while Carlos and James protect him and Logan trying to keep his own band in check, which consists of Carlos and James.
"Alright Logiebear, you can do this. Today won't be as bad as yesterday, as long as you find Carlos and James as fast as you can." I said to myself, hiding the bruises near my abdomen. Ever since I entered High-school, he's been tormented by Kendall Knight and his bandmates, Heffon Drive. I wouldn't be lying though if I said I had a small crush my the tormentor...
I mean come on though, who wouldn't?
Beautiful warm green eyes, perfect face, a tall figure, a little bit of muscle here and there, enough to intimidate coward nerds like me… An amazing voice as a cherry on top of the cupcake. His cupcake.
I would give anything just to have him treat me normally for once… Anything.
I frowned as I saw the purple bruise near my chest area… This is from Dustin, one of Kendall's band mates. He pushed me against a door just yesterday, not only did I hit the door hard, I hit the damned knob. I honestly don't know how, I'm just glad I didn't break any of my ribs. Honestly, I thought I did, he pushed me really hard.
They stop bullying me when I'm around Carlos and James though, because those two are terrifying as hell!
Carlos might be short, but damn he's got the muscles to make up for it, plus when he's angry, he's like a puppy.
Yeah, a puppy armed with 5 sets of super-sharp titanium teeth, coated in titanium fur and eyes made out of pure nightmare fuel.
James on the other hand, was tall. He towered both of us and I was only slightly taller than Carlos, not only is he super tall, he's also buff as hell.
All the girls want Carlos and James, mostly James because fucking hell, he's beautiful. They always reject them though, saying how they'd rather take care of me instead of being in a relationship that would most likely end up short and very heartbreaking anyways.
At first, I hated the idea that they wanted to protect me. Like come on, I can handle myself.
Yeah right.
After some time, I noticed something odd between them. Like, when I leave them alone and watch from a distance, they'd be all weird and shy n' shit. Carlos would blush every time James would laugh and vice versa, both would blush at the same time when making skin-to-skin contact…
Though if I'm around, they'd just act like the childish and adorable fools that I've grown to love.
"Loogggiiiieeee!" Carlos whined, knocking on the front door repeatedly. "Logan! Your friend is here!" My brother yelled from downstairs.
Ah yes, my beloved brother.
I actually do love him, a fuck lot. Because if it weren't for him, my parents wouldn't be in jail and I wouldn't be here. Instead, I'd be locked up in the basement tortured for I am a homosexual.
He saved me, brought me here and started a new life.
I wish I have someone to love me like his boyfriend loves him though, I'm quite jealous of that.
I ran down the stairs and snatched a piece of toast from the table, deciding that's all I'll be getting for today. "See ya'!" I yelled, bolting out the door, making sure to close it afterwards.
I had to thank the Rainbow Gods that Carlos offered to pick me up today, as a practice for his driving license. When he gets his license, I get to ride in the car with him! Which means we'll arrive at school together, which may or may not means that I could finally be free from the clutches of the evil yet hot as hell Kendall Knight.
"Lez' go." He said with a lazy smile, driving off. "You're doing pretty good." I complimented with a smile of my own. "Seriously though Logan, if you keep smiling at me like that I'd go blind." He said with a big grin.
Ah yes, the oh so beautiful award winning smile of mine.
I hate it so much, like damn though, whenever I see myself smile in the reflection of any reflective surface, I'd see an oddly shaped gremlin with possibly the weirdest smile ever.
I think everyone sees that?
I don't really care about what peoples think though.
"We're here." He said with a big proud grin, "Whose car is this?" I asked as we climbed out. "It's my bro's, he'll be using it after school so we're walking again." He said with a small smile, silently asking if I'd mind it. "That sounds fun." I said with a smile as well, it's always fun to walk home with James and Carlos.
They'd pull me into this ridiculous antic that I'd have to apologize for afterwards, apologize to all concerned that is.
But hey, it's fun watching it unravel, and sometimes participating in creating total and utter chaos can be fun too.
"Well hello there sexy." Alexa appeared out of nowhere, "I see you've a beautiful car now." She said in a seductive tone, attempting to look all sexy and shit in-front of Carlos.
She pushed me aside, actually, I think she didn't even see me there. Am I really that unnoticeable? I mean I know I'm not attractive but come on! A little bit of respect would be nice!
"How about you and me ride together after school? We could even have fun at the backseat later." She said with a wink, sending painfully cold shivers down my spine, even though she wasn't even facing me.
"Yeah." He said with a small smile, my jaw dropped onto the ground.
Seriously? I thought he had a thing for James… He's rejected her so many times… What changed his mind this time?
Did something happened between these two?
I frowned sadly as a wicked grin grew on her face, "I knew you'd come ar-" A few thoughts ran through my head, about what could have possibly happened while she said that, but then he interrupted, "And by 'yeah', I mean no." He said with a stern frown.
"Do you not understand?" He asked, walking past her and grabbing my hand. "I'm not into you, so just leave us be." He sang to the melody of Into You by Ariana Grande.
I let out a silent sigh of relief, for a second there I legit thought he's finally decided to give into his teenage desires and go out with her. "She's so annoying! I know I'm stubborn but holy shit! She's a whole new level of stubborn." He complained as we walked towards our locker.
I looked at my phone while Carlos rummaged through his locker, complaining about her non-stop. That was until a person shoved me towards the door of his opened locker, causing my phone to fall and the big bruise on my chest hit the door pretty hard.
I cried out in pain, clutching to my chest, not even caring about my phone. "Logie! Logan what's wrong?!" Carlos quickly got to my side, poking the bruise that was just throbbing painfully. Not really throbbing, it felt like it was though.
"D-Don't touch me!" I exclaimed in pain, causing him to wince and jumped backwards slightly. "N-No, I didn't mean it like that." I said, it was a tad bit hard to breathe now. I think I've finally broken a rib. Maybe.
"Logie, what's wrong?" He asked as the pain slowly subsided, Kendall froze there and stared right at me. Part of me was ecstatic that he was looking at me, the other part wanted to murder him.
Carlos lifted up my shirt without my consent, revealing my entire torso to everyone nearby. "My god, when did you get these abs? Wait- is that a fucking bruise?!" He asked, pointing towards the large obvious bruise.
I could've sworn I saw Kendall blush slightly but then a big frown grew on his face, a guilty one. Carlos got up, clenching his fist tightly, his face changed into that of a demonic murderer one. If I don't stop him now, there's no guaranteeing Kendall's gonna make it to his class later…
"Carlos, please." I pleaded, grabbing his hand, feeling more pain invade my senses. I felt a few tears escape my eyes as the pain was far too great.
Out of the blue, Kendall was sent flying onto the ground, "What the hell-?!" He exclaimed furiously, looking at James, who was in a much worse state than Carlos.
He clearly had bad hair day, you could laugh at how he looked if he didn't look like someone had just murdered his boyfriend, and looking like he wants to avenge him. Or her. I honestly don't know.
"James-!" Carlos called his name out, grabbing his hand tightly. Everyone knew if you anger James, you'd never see the light of day. Or at least you'd end up with two very swollen eyes and a fuckton of bruises, everyone knew that.
As soon as Carlos grabbed his hand, he turned around, his killer like expression instantly transformed into that of a soft one, his anger leaving his body instantaneously. It surprised me how his mood just swung like that, and all it took was one touch.
A mischievous idea popped into my head, but I had to push it away because the pain in my chest was growing. "Fu-ck." I whispered painfully, feeling more tears escape my eyes. "Logan!" James yelled, quickly crouching down next to me, "Are you alright?" he asked in a very worried voice.
Now if I was talking normally with them, I'd sass them, but now's not the time. "Nurse, please." I pleaded, both nodded in unison. "You're not carrying me like a bride again, James." I furrowed my brows, glaring at him.
"I-I wasn't gonna!" He exclaimed in defense, backing away quickly. "C'mon buddy." Carlos said gently as he helped me up, I draped an arm over his shoulder as he helped me gain my balance, James decided to carry my bag instead.
.Kendall's POV
Jesus Christ, James' punch is no joking. I feel like he's shattered half of my skull with that single punch, it took me about 15 minutes before the pain slowly subsided.
What the hell though… What happened to Logan…? I mean sure I… I punch him sometimes but I always made sure my punches were light! Light enough to hurt a little bit but not enough to leave any form of bruise or mark…
That bruise was huge though, definitely not from me.
When I heard and saw him cry in pain, part of me died. I thought I could get rid of this stupid crush for Christ's sake!
But every single day I hurt him, I mock him, it just grows stronger. I knew I couldn't escape.
But then again… I had nowhere to escape to. I highly doubt he'll want me anywhere near him… After all the pain I've inflicted? No way.
"Dude, you aight'?" Dustin asked with a worried expression as I slowly stood up, I swatted his arm away, "Fuck off." I cursed angrily, I knew one of those jerks did that to him. I couldn't fight back though, not if I want to be able to pursue my dream career…
Plus there's the whole Battle of the Bands competition going on right now, and I'd like to be in it, thank you.
"Just trying to help." He said with a furious scowl as I walked away, though I stopped in my track shortly after. Carlos' locker was wide open and there was a phone underneath his door. I decided to be the good guy for once and closed the door, picking up the phone curiously.
When I turned it on, the word 'Logieee' was written in a large and adorable font as the lock-screen background of the Android phone, a small smile tugged at my lips at the adorable background. I decided to just return it later, that is if I could even approach him.
.Logan's POV
"Logan?" The nurse asked with a big frown. As they helped me sit down on the white hospital bed prepared for the school, "You're the last person I expect in forever!" She exclaimed. I'm known to be the Junior Doctor around here, so I'm not surprised by the statement.
James lifted up my shirt, my face burned bright red as the nurse gasped. "What happened?!" She exclaimed with complete shock, looking at the bruise on my chest. I had to thank God the rest of the bruises had healed up.
"Some stupid bullies." Carlos gritted through his teeth, "I took care of them though." James said with a smirk, Carlos' expression softened as he saw James smirk. These two are painfully adorable, like, honestly, they should just date already.
"Thank goodness we've this new bandage that just arrived." The nurse said with a relieved smile as she opened one of the drawers of the white table in one of the corner of the room, taking out an oddly large bandage.
"This is called the Cryogenic Bandage." She said with a small smile, my eyes blew wide when I realized what it was. "We've this in our school?!" I exclaimed with a big awed smile. It's actually one of the newer bandages invented by all those scientists, it provides a cooling effect able to rival an ice pack, plus it sticks onto your skin, which gives it a band-aid like purpose.
"This should be large enough to cover up that bruise and hopefully soothe it." She said with a sigh, ripping the seal and carefully sticking it on my chest, I could feel my chest numbing already, but at the same time it made me feel a lot better.
"Just… Try not to let anything touch that area for this whole day." She said with a sigh, giving me another one. "Once you get home, replace that with an ice-pack as soon as you can. Tomorrow morning, you can use this before you go to school. It should be a lot better by Wednesday." She said with a small smile, earning a nod from me.
"Is it bad that I want to see you smile like that every day?" James asked with a small smile, making my face burn red. "See? I told you you've a beautiful smile." Carlos stuck his tongue out after he said that. "I do agree on that." The nurse said with a wink, making my face burn that much more red.
"Alright you hooligans get out of here, your class starts in 5." She said with a smile, we thanked her before leaving.
"I guess now we resume our daily routine like usual…?" James asked, earning a shrug from Carlos. Usually they'd be either behind me or in-front of me, but today, I was sandwiched between them. I didn't really mind though, at least it gives me a protected feeling.
-End of School-
James and Carlos decided to hold off the antics for today, and tomorrow apparently. They wanted me to heal up as much as I could before we continued with our crazy antics, which was nice for a change.
In fact, we got ice-cream.
Carlos got a strawberry-chocolate mix with rainbow sprinkles while James got a blueberry mush with cherries and a little bit of cream. Me on the other hand, got a boring and plain ol' vanilla with rainbow sprinkles.
We did swap once in a while, which was quite nice. I also had to hold back my dirty thoughts, because I was thinking of swapping saliva with the two hottest kids in school. It was as good as kissing them, which was something that turned me on.
Once I got home, I saw a note attached onto the door.
'Hey lil' bro, me and Stevan are out for a date… We'll be back before dinner, there's some food you can heat up in the oven if you're hungry. Please lock the door after you get in, you know where to find the spare keys.
-Blake Mitchell'
I let out a sigh, feeling envy of my brother. He doesn't know what I go through in school, and frankly, I don't plan on it.
He's buff! Not just him, his boyfriend is ripped as well. They, along with Carlos and James, are the pure epitome of sexiness. He managed to leave a large bruise on dad's face before we left here, it got him into a little bit of trouble but I managed to get him out of that one.
The last thing I want is for him to smack the person that I've a crush on, doesn't matter how hard he's beaten me up… I just can't bear to see him in pain.
I let out a sigh before getting the spare keys and entering the house, locking the doors behind me afterwards. Only after I set my bag onto the couch did I notice, my god-damn phone is missing.
I whined, desperately searching for my phone in my bag. "Come on, it has to be in here!" I exclaimed in anger and fear, rummaging through my bag. It's definitely not in my pockets, because if it was, I wouldn't felt it.
I gave up with a sigh and a frown, sinking into the couch in a disappointed manner.
First I get a huge bruise on my chest, next someone pushes me into a locker, hitting that bruise, and now my damn phone is gone.
Best week ever.
Not.
.Kendall's POV
A small smile grew on my face as I looked at the phone in my hand, part of me wondering why the band isn't practicing today since BotB is just 4 weeks away.
I tried multiple passwords that I thought would be suitable, but none of them worked. At first I wanted to put it down and not invade his privacy, not wanting to see anything dirty, but then I remembered, I'm talking about Logan.
The epitome of perfectness, purity, adorableness and innocence. Not to mention very hot and very smart.
He's everything I've ever dreamed of and ever wanted.
My mom and sister were out, they're supposed to be back tonight.
Four numbers suddenly popped into my head. 'No, that can't be.' I thought to myself… but it couldn't hurt to try.
I punched in the four numbers and to my surprise, it unlocked the phone! A big grin broke out on my face, he knows my birthday! I don't care about how he knows it, all I care about is that he knows it. And it's in about 3 weeks, just before BotB.
Part of me wished he'd get me a present, or even a card… Hell, his presence alone would be an amazing gift. His presence and his friendship…
But I knew that would never happen.
Oh yeah, you're probably wondering, what number did he use for his password. It's 1102, which is my birthday date, November 2nd.
There wasn't anything extraordinary in his phone, except for a few games and brain teasers, and all the usual things you'd find in a teenager's phone, Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat and all that.
I didn't find a single thing that strayed far from 'innocent' though, in fact, nothing in this phone was dirty! Not even his browsers' history.
Now I just look like a creep.
I took a look in the gallery and saw a few pictures of Logan, the most recent one he took was Sunday, and that wasn't even him who took it!
It looked like Carlos was holding the phone. There's about 90+ pictured in here, I can tell you 2/5 of them was Carlos holding the phone, 2/5 of them was James and only 1/5 of them were Logan himself.
I wanted to use the nickname 'Logie' but honestly… I don't deserve that.
He's so adorable… I really envy James and Carlos.
Heffron Drive is not an excuse to hate him, because even before I was part of it, I tormented him, hoping this crush would just disappear.
Maybe… Maybe if I had taken the right turn and befriended him… Maybe I'd be able to have him in my arms right now.
Maybe I could call him Logie and kiss him all I want…
Instead of envying Carlos and James, who probably got to hang around with him all day long.
I sat there with a big frown, feeling tears well up in my eyes as I regretted my past mistakes. The one I regret most was rejecting his offer to join his band…
Even though I tormented him, put him through hell… He still gave me a chance…
I remembered the day like it was yesterday.
"K-Kendall…?" Logan asked shyly, looking down with a blush. "The fuck do you want?" I spat at his face, my heart ached at the way I treated him.
"I just… I was just wondering if… If you could join our band…?" He asked innocently, lifting his doe eyes, eyes filled with hope. I thought for sure I couldn't say no… But somehow I did. "I'd rather be dead than to join a twerp band of yours." I spat out, shoving him onto a locker, all hope in his eyes shattered.
I wanted to just go then, but my body reacted a different way.
In fact… I punched his stomach.
My insides were crying at the way I treated him, but my mind was… Satisfied…
I began sobbing at the memory, the part where all hope in his eyes shattered into millions of pieces kept repeating, guilt swallowed me within minutes.
.Logan's POV
Someone began banging on the door hard in a rapid manner, "Logan! Logan are you in there?! Are you alright?!" Carlos yelled. "If you're not opening this door, we're taking it down!" James yelled as well, I could feel him ready to barge down the door.
"Don't!" I yelled, scurrying towards the door and quickly unlocking it, only to be rammed by James as we both fall onto the floor, his head landed on my abdomen, thankfully. "Oh god…" I said, opening my eyes slowly as James slowly got up, freezing mid-way.
My heart began racing, our faces were only inches apart, if I leaned up, I'd be able to kiss James.
Should I go for it?
Fuck no!
I'm not gonna go destroy a solid 6 years of good friendship just so I could feel his lips, as much as I wanted to. "J-James…?" I called his name out, his warm minty breath invaded my nose. I honestly didn't mind, but if he stayed there any longer, it'd get awkward not just between me and him, but also Carlos.
He was snapped out of his thoughts and quickly got up as Carlos closed the door, "Oh my god Logie! I am so sorry!" He exclaimed in fear as he quickly got up, Carlos helping me up.
"It's alright, I think I saved your butts there. If you barged down my door one more time Blake would murder you. If not, Blake would complain about it all night long, giving Stevan an earful, who'll start hunting you down as well." I said with a small smile, a relieved smile growing on his face.
"Why didn't you return any of our texts? Or calls?" He asked with a worried look, his smile quickly faded.
"I lost my phone." I said with a sigh, "I think it's in school somewhere, I don't know." I sighed again afterwards, sitting down on the couch with a frown.
We quickly had dinner afterwards, they decided to sandwich me again until I fell asleep, providing warmth, protection and comfort as I slept. I always love it when these two are over for sleep-overs, they always sandwich me in-between and it makes me feel all tingly inside.
-The Next Day…- .Kendall's POV
"Hey g-" I froze on my spot, my band was hanging out with someone new. Someone who gave me bad chills that ran down my spine.
"Hey Ken." Dustin said with a grin as I approach them, "And you are…?" I asked, looking at the new member. He looked like a big douche, I hate him already.
"WayneWayne in da house!" he yelled shamelessly. Clearly he's a new transfer student here. "Meet our new-" Dustin began, "Oh hell no." I said with a big frown, stepping backwards.
"I'm not singing with this guy, period." I said, scowling at him. How can he just accept this new fucker without my consent? I thought I was the leader of the group?
Well clearly I'm not.
"Well then you'll have to leave." Dustin said with a smirk, I rolled my eyes. "Well good then, I'm out." I said, throwing my hands up. "Wait what?" Dustin asked in shock, I think he didn't really expect me to leave.
I am in no way going to sing with this douche, yes I've only known him for like 5 minutes but I hate him already. I've already caused enough pain being in this group, it's time I stop.
"Yeah you heard me right, Heffron Drive can go do its own thing without me." I said, rolling my eyes and backing away slightly. I watched as my ex-band mates froze there in utter shock. I actually felt light, really light.
Like I could fly.
Like a huge boulder has just been lifted from my shoulder?
I honestly don't know, but this means I don't have to torment Logan anymore just so I could be part of the band. Come to think of it, I don't even know why I stayed!
Speaking of Logan, I need to give his phone back.
To my surprise, I saw him leaning against one of the lockers close to the boy's toilet.
"Logan!" I yelled, causing him to flinch in fear. He looks like he's ready to bolt.
He's scared of me.
That alone broke my heart, but I didn't turn back, I needed to face him.
To apologize.
"Logan, goodness me." I said, panting as he stood straighter, almost as if ready to make a beeline away from me.
"I uh… I came to return this to you." I said shyly, handing him his phone. He blushed slightly and took his phone, "Thanks." He said in an adorable voice, I wanted to just squeeze him right there!
If I get to see him every day like this… I honestly wouldn't mind not pursuing my dream of singing. I can't believe I missed out on all of this!
"L-Logan…" I started off, making eye-contact with him. His face burned red once we made eye-contact, his breathing slowed down, almost as if he's captured in a trance…
That thought made my heart flutter. I should be the one captured in a trance, really. I would be if the things I needed to tell him wasn't serious.
"I'm sorry." I began, I had the whole thing planned out, I'd apologize and beg on my knees if required. "You're forgiven." He squeaked out with an adorable dimpled smile.
How did I miss those dimples before?
"I… I am? But I've done so many things Logan! I… You can't forgive me just like that…?" I asked, all of a sudden, I was captured in a hug. His warmth invading my senses, it made me feel at peace. It made me feel like I belonged in his touch.
I always knew I was a gay, I kept it a secret though.
"Too late, I already did. It's Logie, by the way." He said with a big grin after pulling away. I wanted him to continue hugging me, honestly.
My eyes began watering, he's seriously gonna forgive me just like that? After everything…? 4 years of torment and he forgives me with just 2 words…
He's an angel. He has to be.
"Hey Logie…" I said shyly, part of me didn't want to finish that question because I was afraid of the rejection, but I had to. "Is it… Is it too late for me to join your band?" I asked, readying myself for the rejection, for him to yell at me that I missed my chance.
Instead, a huge genuine smile grew on his face, "Of course not! Goodness me, I can barely keep the band together." He said with a big smile. "You'll have to face the wrath of James and Carlos though." He said with a worried smile.
"For you, I'll face anything." I blurted out, blushing furiously after I realized what I had just said. "Thanks." He said with an adorable smile, one that screamed innocence.
I wanted to be his first everything. First kiss, first cuddle, first snuggle… I mean sure I can't be his first everything, but at least I want to be his first… Well, cherry-popper.
-Saturday, 4 days after Logan forgave Kendall.-
I stood in front of Logan's house door nervously, wanting to knock on the door, yet I was nervous. What if he backs out? What if they don't want me in the band…?
I'd understand.
Before I could walk away in disappointment, I heard Logan yell "Carlos!" as footstep noises came from the inside. I think they're running?
I peeked through the window to see Carlos carrying a red leather-bound book in his hand with a big grin, "I found your journal!" he yelled out loud.
"It's not a journal! It's my songbook for crying out loud!" Logan yelled in a completely flustered manner. He tried to reach for the book, but somehow Carlos escaped with it. "Carlos Garcia, give him his book back." A stern voice said.
Even though it was stern, I chuckled. I detected the hint of tease in it.
Carlos handed the book to James, who seemed to be the source of the stern voice. "James handed it to Logan, who was on the way to him. "Finally James, you act your age. And your size." He said, rolling his eyes. Before he could take the book, James snatched it away, "Oh so you want me to be childish?" James asked with a lifted eyebrow.
Soon afterwards, they began running around the living room. It's kinda hard to believe they're a band, but they're definitely having fun.
Something I didn't get to do in Heffron Drive. Back in that band, we were always serious. Jokes and teases were rare, but mockery was plenty.
I decided to man up, if they reject me then… They reject me.
I knocked on the door multiple times, "Coming!" Logan yelled, "We're not done here." He said in a stern voice as he approached the door. He opened the door, and as soon as he did, a big grin grew on his face. A grin grew on mine as well, he's just as gorgeous and handsome as I last met him.
Which was yesterday, actually.
"You came." He said with that smile, almost as if thinking I wasn't gonna.
"What the fuck is he doing here?" James growled, I saw him put the book on the table, making bone-cracking noises from his knuckles.
"Well… He's the new member." Logan said with a big smile as he closed the door, I feel like I've walked into a trap or something.
I feel like I'm a victim, behind me is the innocent mastermind and in front of me are the two menacing preys.
"Are you fucking serious?!" Carlos yelled in anger, "Hey! You guys appointed me as the leader!" He threw his hands up in defense.
I heard James growl again, his eyes growing dark with anger.
"Come on guys, give him a chance. And a break." Logan said, rolling his eyes then retrieving his book.
"You listen here pretty boy, if you hurt Logan in any way, be it behind us or in front of us, I'm gonna murder you. Got it?" He threatened in a low, anger filled voice as he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. I nodded fearfully, his eyes slowly lightening up as he loosened his grip.
-3 weeks later…-
"Happy Birthday to you…" My family sang, my loved ones surrounding me.
Katie, my mom and my neighbor were the only ones who'd attend my small birthday gathering. Dustin and the others never did, claiming they're busy.
Now, Katie, my mom, my neighbor, Logan, Carlos and James are here, and honestly, it meant the world to me. I can't believe I chose Dustin over Logan!
It was a bit rough at first with James and Carlos wanting to murder me, but they eventually forgave me and made me leader of the band. Logan quickly agreed, he apparently hated being the leader. I loved being with them though, I'd always have fun around them. Sure Carlos and James could get crazy with their antics sometimes, but it's fun.
I blew the candle, officially making me 17.
-The week after that…-
"We're Big Time Rush and we're here to rock everyone's socks off!" I yelled through the microphone, standing proudly on the stage with Logan, Carlos and James, who were grinning widely.
"One, Two, Three, go." I said, we began playing one of our original songs. It was actually one of the songs in Logan's song book 'Any type of guy' was the title.
It honestly matched my mood, I'd be any type of guy for Logan, as long as I get to be with him.
-10 years later…-
"Kennnnnn." Logan dragged out in a whine, I chuckled. "What's up babe?" I asked, pulling him into my arms. He pointed over at Carlos, who was munching a sandwich happily. "You want a sandwich?" I asked with a smirk, he nodded eagerly.
Somehow, the older we got, the more adorable Logan became. James and I ended up becoming the mature ones of the group while Logan and Carlos stayed with their childish antics, and I honestly couldn't ask for more.
"There ya' go." James said, handing us sandwiches.
It's been 10 years since our band became a thing…
We're a worldwide hit now, not only that, I'm also married to Logan. Yeah!
James is married to Carlos as well.
At first it was a rough start, Logan was scared that if the media finds out we're gay, we'd be doomed. Turns out, the media of 2020 loves LGBT people! We were welcomed with open arms, even though we lost some fans, we gained a lot more.
Just 16 years before this whole thing, I chose Dustin.
I'm glad I realized my errors 6 years later…
I'm glad I chose Logan.
Thank you so much for reading! I'm sorry it took so long to update, like I said, I was carried away with the new book.
If you liked the story, why not follow it?
And if you've the time, please leave a review below.
Perhaps your reviews will motivate me even more to update more frequently. :)
