~[BTR, AU] 3rd Person's POV
"Lemme help you with that," James pops out of the car after parking it back in Logan's garage, immediately rushing to the side and helping Logan with all the bags. Logan, smiling gently, stepped aside and unlocked the front and back door, turning on all the lights in the house since the sun was setting, all while the three crab-stepped into the house gently.
"I'll… Make dinner? You guys could go ahead and play some games. I dunno," Logan offers, waltzing towards the kitchen.
"Yeah…. Good idea," James grins wickedly, pulling his other two friends aside. "Kendall, you go play a game on the TV. If Logan asks, say we're in the bathroom," James instructs, Kendall immediately lifts a brow.
"Why me?" He asks, pointing at Carlos, "He's better at games than I am," Kendall whispers. "You're the only one who can turn on those… things!" James squeaks, remembering how he almost broke his Xbox trying to turn it on, thankful Kendall swung by just in time.
"Fine. You guys better be quick," Kendall glares, watching as the other two quickly scurries up the stairs silently while he walks over to the TV set, trying to decide which one he's gonna mess with.
"Ooh, Super Mario 3D Land huh," He grins, picking up the appropriate controller and turning on the console.
Logan peeks his head into his giant fridge again, thinking what he should cook for 5 people, including his own brother. As he fished out ingredients from the fridge, he heard the sound of his Nintendo console being turned on, he smiles, thinking the other three settled down for a game…
When in reality, the other two are upstairs, stuffing his old clothes in the shopping bag and replacing them with the new ones.
"Um… What do we do with these?" Carlos points at the bags of oversized sweatshirts and pants. "I mean… They're actually good quality clothes? We could donate them to a local orphanage or something," James shrugs, both of them hurrying back downstairs.
Somehow, the entire time Logan was focused on cooking and Kendall was focused on trying to reach World 3, they ran all the way back to James' house, threw the shopping bag into his room, and ran back through the back door, sneaking past Logan.
"Well you guys took your time," Kendall raises a brow, finishing the final level of World 2, eyeing his two sweaty and panting friends.
"I'm home~" A voice chimes in as the man steps through the front door. Said man's eyes immediately fixes themselves to Logan who's busy cooking in the kitchen… Before his eyes trails towards the TV set, a bit curious as to why it's actually making sound.
'He's got… friends…?' The man wonders, shutting the front door while his eyes glued onto the three guys on the couch.
"Welcome home Lars. I-I've friends over," Logan grins, sprinting towards his tall older brother, leaping and hugging the man, hanging on like a monkey. "I see," Lars smiles, planting a gentle kiss on his younger brother,immediately noticing his new hairstyle.
James, Carlos and Kendall sat there rather nervously.
'This guy could pound us into oblivion,' James gulped.
"He looks like he could be 6"5," James whispers to Kendall, who nods, easily towering all three of them. Not to mention the guy's ridiculously ripped, like super male model type of ripped. He looks like he devotes his life into working out, though keeping his body lean instead of looking bulky like a body builder.
He looks a bit like Logan. The same gentle eyes, a great smile, perfect nose, amazing jawline. Except he has light blue hair and a stubble, making him look far more mature than the all four of them.
The three immediately stood up as Logan made his way back to the kitchen, Lars walking towards them. James gulped, feeling a bit intimidated by both Lars' height and build.
"Hey. I'm Lars Mitchell," The man smiles, extending a hand. "I'm Kendall Knight," Kendall immediately shook the guy's hand, feeling how firm his handshake was. "I-I'm Carlos Garcia," Carlos quickly shook the man's hand, introducing himself. "James Diamond," James smiles, trying to contain his nervousness.
'One wrong move and I'm DEAD,' James thought as the four of them sat down, Lars sitting down on the couch to their left. His mind began wondering back to the car…
'Did I scratch it…?' He wonders, fearfully.