At ten that night James was still sleeping so I picked him up bridle style and carried him to his room. Carlos was asleep so I didn't turn on the lights as I got James ready for bed. I was a little hesitant about undressing him but seeing as we had had sex and he is carrying my baby I guess it wasn't that big of a deal. So I got him changed into his grey wife beater and boxers, and pulled up the covers. He was still holding on to the duck he didn't know I had given him. I got a glass of water from the bathroom and sat it on his nightstand in case he needed it tonight, glanced at Carlos who was sleeping sprawled out and snoring heavily. Back in the living room my mom and James dad, Isaac, were sitting and drinking tea as they talked about what I had told my mom.

"Sit down Kendall," Isaac said, he looked like he was about ready to kill me, "We need to talk." I sat down across from both of them, waiting for someone to say something, anything is better than sitting in silence. "So Jennifer told me what happened."

"Look Mr. Diamond," I started before he interrupted.

"I don't want to hear it," he said putting up his hand "I am not sure what to think of this whole situation but I never expected this of you Kendall." Now he went from pissed off to pissed off AND disappointed. Great. "You used James. Didn't you think about how it would affect him emotionally?"

"I didn't mean to hurt him," I said defending myself again, "It was a stupid mistake."

"Yeah well it's a mistake," he agreed "You know James isn't a strong person. You know he hides his true feelings. You are the only one that he has ever been completely honest with and you betrayed that."

"I know," I said, the guilt starting to really set in, "I am so SO fucking sorry!"

"Watch your mouth," mom scolded.

"Sorry," I said.

"You don't know what I am feeling Kendall," Isaac said, "When you are a dad you want to protect your child from everything bad in the world but when you can't it kills you. One day you will know what I am talking about Kendall." He began crying and my mom put an arm around him. I wanted to say something but I felt like I had repeated myself to much. Nothing is more annoying than having someone continually apologizing.

"Listen," I said "I know what I did was wrong, and I know I hurt James. Nobody hates me more than I hate myself."

"Nobody hates you Kendall," Isaac said "We are just disappointed in you. God this wasn't supposed to be possible. James wasn't supposed to be able to get knocked up."

"Imagine how I feel," I mumbled, making my mom shoot a glare at me.

"No," she snapped "Imagine how James feels." Oh God she was right. What the fuck must he be thinking? He must be scared as shit. Not only is he prego but I know he must be thinking about the fucking press. Shit, what if they try and take James away and study him? Fuck. That can't happen.

"I need some air," I said getting up and leaving before anyone could stop me. I went down to the lobby and plumbed down on one of the couches. I don't know how long I sat there just thinking about all this shit when Jo came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Hi," she said kissing me.

"Hey," I said kissing her back, "Sup?" Do I tell her or not? Not. At least not now, I don't want to hurt her. I did love her, I really did. Shit this would have been so much easier if I had knocked her up.

"Not much," she said sitting down next to me and snuggling in "Just got back from the studio. I hate late nights."

"I hate when you have to do late nights," I said. She smiled at me and looked around the lobby then smiled devilishly at me.

"No one is here," she said pushing me down on my back and began straddling me, "I have always wanted to do it in the lobby."

"Oh yeah?" I asked teasing her.

"Yeah," she said leaning down to kiss me, "It would drive Bitters crazy if he found out." I was really turned on by this Jo, everyone thinks she is a prude but she loves to fuck in random places. Her favorite was Gustavo's desk. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, moaning into her mouth when she slipped her hand under my shirt. I needed this, I needed not to think about how fucked up my life had gotten for just a little bit.

I ran my hands up her sides and started playing with her breasts, she had really nice breasts, and she twisted my nipple making me give out a small cry. So that's how she wanted it to be? Okay than. I broke free from the kiss and rolled us over so I was on top and threw off my shirt before tearing open her jeans and yanking them down. She was wearing a red lace thong, her naughty girl panties I called them. I went down and kissed her again and moaned when she slipped her hand down my pants and started jerking me.

I broke the kiss and took out my wallet to retrieve the condom I kept there. I yanked her hand away and snapped open my pants, freeing my cock. I slipped the condom on and rammed myself into her wet pussy. She gave out a cry, of pain or pleasure I didn't really give a fuck.

"Fuck," I said as I continued to pound into her, "God!" I fucked her for a good forty minutes, I love my endurance, before I finally came. "FUCK!" I shouted. Jo laid under me, completely breathless and I got off her and slid off the couch, my pants still open.

"Wow," she said, sliding her hands down my chest, "you must have a lot on your mind."

"What?" I asked, shit did she know about James?

"Whenever you're worried about something you screw my brains out," she explained, "and that was AMAZING! Do you want to talk about it?" she placed a small kiss on my neck.

"Not really," I said, staring across the lobby at nothing really. How do I tell her I knocked up my best friend… my BOY best friend? I know she would want the same answer everyone else does, does this mean I am with James? I am not ready to answer that question because I just don't know.

"Well maybe you should zip yourself back up," she said pointing to my now limp cock. I tucked myself in and zipped up my pants.

"Jo," I said not sure how to ask this, "If I got you pregnant what would you expect me to do?"

"Umm that's random," she said sliding off the couch to sit next to me, "Where is this coming from?"

"No were," I said, "I was just wondering would you expect me to marry you or what?"

"I don't know," she said running her hands threw her hair, "It's not like we have to actually worry about it. I mean we are always really careful." True she was on the pill and we have NEVER had sex without a condom.

"But accidents happen," I countered. She gave me a strange look and looked a bit taken aback.

"Well," she said "I'm not ready to be a mother right now so I would probably just give it up for adoption. So you would be off the hook." Adoption? I hadn't even thought of that. We could give the baby up! We could go away and "visit a friend for nine months" and give the baby to a nice and loving home! That is perfect! No one would have to know about the baby or about James. God it really killed me thinking about all the shit James would go through with the press and doctors AND all our friends.

"Yeah I guess you're right," I said "I didn't think about that," I leaned in and kissed her "I think we should get going. It's kinda late." We got up and I walked her to the elevator were she presumed to kiss me. I said goodnight when we got my floor and went into 2J. James dad was crashed on the couch so I walked carefully to my room and went straight to bed.

JAMES' POV

I woke up feeling something soft and fuzzy in my arms. When I opened my eyes I saw I was holding on to a cute stuffed duck with a cool looking Mohawk and was curious as to where it came from. Carlos's bed was empty but I heard muffled sounds from the living room. I set down the duck and went straight to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, avoiding my Cuda products at all costs. I shaved my legs, pubs, and armpits, I mean come on, I don't think hair is sexy. Well at least not on me. When I was all done I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my waist, and examined myself in the mirror.

I still looked like me, great athletic physique, beautiful hazel eyes, great hair, but I had lost some weight, the stomach I thought I saw wasn't really apparent, I must have just imagined that, and I still had dark circles under my eyes. I imagine my washboard abs gone and being replaced with a large belly.

I couldn't believe I was pregnant. Why me? It wasn't part of the plan, it wasn't supposed to be an OPPTION for being part of the plan. I don't know what I am going to do, and I haven't even had a chance to talk to Kendall about all this yet. God what must he be thinking? What if he hates me?

"Hey man," Logan said leaning in the door that connected the bathroom and his and Kendall's room.

"Hey," I said "I didn't hear you come in." I looked back at my reflection and pushed my stomach out. Logan didn't move but just watched me for a second.

"How are you?" he asked "I can't even imagine what you must be feeling."

"Surprisingly I'm not that freaked," I said truthfully "I think it hasn't really sunk in yet."

"Dude you're the first pregnant boy, EVER! You're a medical phenomena!" he said, waving his hands in the air like he did when he got super excited. I relaxed, letting my stomach go back to its natural position and turned to face him.

"Do you think they're going to take me away?" I asked, tears starting to cloud my eyes. Logan came over and wrapped me in a hug and I started crying. "I don't want to be a freak Logan."

"Hey do you really think Kendall, Carlos, and I are gonna let them take you away?" he asked, holding firmly onto my shoulders and looking me in the eye. "Carlos would go hamlet crazy on their ass," I laughed a little at his joke, "and Kendall and I would rather die than let that happen." He took the handkerchief from his shirt pocket and whipped my tears away.

"Why the fuck did this happen to me? Why me?"

"Why did we become Big Time Rush? Why does anything ever happen to any of us? Sometimes things just happen and other times it happens for a reason." He said leading me to sit down on the tub and kneeling in front of me, "James you're not in this alone dude. You have us, you have your family."

"Thanks Logan," I said hugging him again, "I love you guys." One more than probably is good for me.

"We love you to," he said, "Now can we get some clothes on you? Cus you're in a towel and it's a little weird."

"Yeah okay," I laughed. I quickly changed into my lucky v-neck and a pair of jeans. I sat on my bed and combed my hair as Logan was reading a new book on Venus he got when I remembered the duck on my bed. Pointing to it I asked "Hey do you know where this came from?"

"Ummm no," he said glancing up, "I just noticed you with it this morning. It's not yours?"

"No," I said shaking my head, "In fact I remember falling asleep on the couch but when I woke up this morning I was in here with it."

"Maybe its Kendall's" he said walking over and picking it up, "I think he brought you to bed last night." Kendall? "Have you noticed that he's been acting really, um, well really strange?"

"No," I lied, well not really, "has he?"

"Dude," Logan said giving me a skeptical look, "You know I'm not stupid. What is going on between you two?" Shit, I should have known Logan would catch on to us. I thought about telling him but not now. Kendall and I need to talk about it first.

"I don't know," I lied, this time a full fledge "you're going to Hell for lying" lie, "Maybe he is just weirded out by me being pregnant." Bad lie, especially since Logan pointed out Kendall has been taking care of me. I grabbed a blue stripped hoodie and headed out of my room and right past my dad and the rest and headed down to the park.

I walked around for a bit watching the people live their lives. The Jennifer's were tormenting the newbies, Guitar Dude was strumming his guitar under a tree, and Tyler was hiding from his mom. They all seemed so happy, so carefree, the way I was forty-eight hours ago. It seemed so unlikely I would ever be that happy again.

"Hey James," Kendall yelled "Wait up! We need to talk." I turned around and saw him running towards me. He stopped when he got to me, hunching over to ketch his breath. When he looked at me he instantly looked worried. He pointed to my stomach and asked, "Are you ok?"

"What?" I asked, I looked down and saw what he was pointing to. I didn't even realize I was holding on to my stomach. "No I'm fine."

"Oh okay," he said, he looked around nervously, "Um lets walk." We walked around the park together for about fifteen minutes before he finally spoke. "How are you?"

"I told you I'm fine," I said.

"No, I mean with the whole," he looked around nervously again "you know?"

"How am I supposed to be Kendall?" I asked "I am the first pregnant guy and my best friend is the father."

"James," he said grabbing my arm and looking at me very apologetically.

"Don't," I said "right now I need to figure out what I am going to do."

"Well," he said hesitantly "I've been thinking about that." That sorta surprised me, "What if you give it up? I mean you can go away for awhile and have the baby than come back."

"What?" I snapped "You expect me to just go away and have your baby then pretend like nothing happened?"

"Shhh," he hushed "I didn't mean it like that. I was thinking about you. I don't want to have to go through all that shit when people find out about it." He actually looked really concerned, and my heart sorta melted a bit. Kendall always looked out for me but did I want to give up my baby?

"I don't know," I said, "There is just too much to think about."

"Yeah I know what you mean," he said, "I can't even bring myself to tell Jo." That was like a knife in the gut. I knew he's still with her. I mean why wouldn't he be? She is smart, pretty, talented, a girl, she's perfect. I could feel tears coming again, damn hormones! "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," I lied, "I gotta go. We'll talk later." And I ran off.

Okay I know it's been FOREVER! BUT I have a good excuse! I'VE BEEN IN EUROPE! I just got back a little while ago and I am trying to sit down and work on these stories and other projects as well. Yes I am writing my own book! Okay you know the drill, ME LOVES REVIEWS! 333333333