Man, sorry for the super long wait. Don't hate me :/

Ahhh I had a few awesome days, met awesome people, busted my ass on roller blades, hookah lounge, a few bars, some awesome parks and worst of all… I started school. It was pretty damn hectic, but I currently have nothing to do… I think sooooo… I hope you guys like this overdue chapter Dx

Kitcool: Lol well then you and I have a lot in common. Hailey's just awesome yo. Hopefully you're not as mean o.o I shall write more o.o, as long as you read and enjoy it!

Annabellex2: And I'm still writing so you could continue to enjoy. Hopefully you'll like this chapter. :D

Ultimate Beach Lover: Oh, you. :3 thank you! To say that the story is hilarious actually gives me this little tingle. I honestly don't think I'm funny, but you do, so I officially heart you o.o, I hope that's cool? And thank you again, I tried my best to make it as different as I possibly can, but I think I have a bad tendency of going all Mary Sue on it, though I kind of don't care… I'm a bit of a hopeless romantic, so I like the occasional reasonable enough Mary Sue so meh. But you see it like I do so yay!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naive by The Kooks- one of the best songs ever by the way; you should all totally listen to it :D

'I know she knows that I'm not fond of asking. True or false, it may be... Well, she's still out to get me'

"Since Gustavo is preparing the boys for their interview, any questions you have I can answer- why is Hailey's horse dog in here?" Kelly asked as she looked up from her planner/life book to three out of the four girls lounging around and one playing with a massive dog. She almost rolled her eyes when the short brunette looked up.

"Because he was lonely, and I miss my little Mason, yes I do!" Hailey said while gently pulling on her Mastiff's flapping lips causing the dog to lick her face as she reared closer to his.

"Just ignore her, Kelly, we got this. We all pretty much know how to use a studio, isn't that right girls?" Charlie asked while looking towards her friends only to get one nod and two head shakes.

"Well at least Hailey and I do." The tall brunette said with a not so reassuring smile. Hailey only knew the touring and studio life, and Charlie's brothers never really said no to their little sister. They knew the sound board like the palm of their hands.

"Two out of four isn't convin-"

"Can you blame them? Liz's mom wanted to keep her away from the family business for reasons unbeknownst to me, and Amery well… she's British, things work differently over seas." Charlie placed her hand onto Kelly's back, guiding her towards the door. She was bullshitting her way through, they had a plan, involving a fifth to their party of four, and so as much as they loved Kelly… she just had to go. Even if it meant making one of their own seemed like an alien, which she technically was.

"But, Gustavo sai-"

"Gustavo says and yells lots of things. Words, sentences, with lots and lots of exclamation points… but does he really mean them?" Charlie asked her head turning when Hailey called out to her, Liz and Amery right behind her.

"He's here"

"I'm pretty sure he does, who is he?" Kelly asked even more confused as Charlie nodded her head, they were now nearing the door. As if on a cue, a young man walked up to the door, brown eyed brunette with a big grin on his face, he opened the door and held it open as Charlie gently pushed Kelly out of the studio.

"That's really nice Kelly, y'know what you're right. I was totally wrong." The tall brunette said, words were just blurting out of her mouth, she honestly had no idea what it was she was saying nor did she care, she just needed the assistant out.

Charlie's hand reached for the wrist of the man and pulled him in while she slowly closed the door, her hand left his as Hailey walked up, pulled out Kelly's set of keys that she had stolen from her desk when the black woman was occupied earlier and locked the door from the inside.

"Nice talking to you Kelly! We'll see you later!" Gustavo had apparently sound proof the whole room since the doors created a force field from Kelly's shouts.

Charlie turned to the tall guy and grinned hugging him tightly. She had met the guy around the same time Hailey had met him, when his band was on tour with their brothers.

"Hey Matty, how's my husband?" Charlie asked as Matt Helders let go of the taller brunette before going for the shorter brunette he knew all too well.

"Alex is fine. He has a girlfriend, she's a model." The Sheffield accent that was close to Hailey's ear caused her to smile, it had been a few months already. This was her tour buddy, the one who would always be down for stupid stuff, like a race, or a prank, and who always had her back for anything. The longing of Matt's brother like presence had her wondering what she would do when she saw her real brother Julian, because right now she was on the verge of tears.

"I've missed you, poop face."

"I've missed you too sweetums." She smiled as he let go, a grin causing the tears to return when she heard her nickname. It wasn't a very nice one, but then again neither was she.

"Hello, Matthew."

"Elizabeth." The red head stared unsure into the brown eyes that had glared at her a year or two ago. Her cousin had stolen Matt's best friend, Alex, Front man of Arctic Monkeys, then girlfriend. Liz's beloved cousin, lead guitarist to Kings of Leon, married Alex's stolen girlfriend and had a son with her.

A grin broke out on both of their faces as they hugged each other. When Hailey had introduced them properly they practically fell in brotherly love.

A loud cough came out of the shortest person in the room, her arms crossed in front of her chest and a pout to her lips as she watched Liz and Matt separate.

"Oh, I brought afters!" Matt said in a singsong voice while opening his backpack, pulling out a slightly greased white paper bag and handing it to his fellow Englishwoman. The short blonde snatched the bag from his hand and opened it, only to scream in pure bliss.

"Roly-Poly! I love you." She closed the bag and hugged him tightly; his band had also had a slight feud with her brother's, calling Coldplay boring. But Amery wasn't one to sulk. He didn't call her boring, so she had no reason to fight.

Matt grinned before walking over to the seat by the board and sitting on it, his hands coming together as he looked at the four girls he was about to help produce.

"So what are we waiting for ladies, we've got- was it four more songs to record?" The girls simultaneously nodded and walked over to their co-producer.

The last chords of Liz's now fully written song 'Strong Shoulders' was recorded, and all that was missing was her voice, some layers, maybe some harmonies. But first and foremost it needed a 30 minute break. Her long legs strode across the carpeted floor towards her destination, the sound of four paws following suit. She didn't know why Mason was following but it was kind of cute.

"If I didn't like you girls so much, I would kill you all!" The southerner jumped from her spot and turned around quickly, only to see a fuming Kelly waving off the locksmith who had just arrived.

"Kelly, we didn't mean t-"

"Didn't mean to? You stole my keys, locked me out, and even mocked me as you did so." The red head winced as she remembered Hailey sticking out her tongue at the older woman through the glass door. Liz looked down at her appropriately Converse clad feet, almost in shame and weighing her options.

If she apologized now and took Kelly to the studio, she'd never hear the end of it from the girls and Matt; also ruining their chance from the perfect non-pop EP they were working on. But if she just ran, then Kelly would get super mad and probably not like them as much as she said she did.

Liz spun on her heels and ran, her legs being a great advantage to the situation. A shrill whistle escaping her lips, making sure that Mason was running with her. Who knows what would happen if Hailey found out she didn't take care of her baby.

Her chest heaved up and down as she rounded a corner blindly, the thrill of being caught reminding her of how her brothers and cousin had saved her from her mother. What she didn't notice was the tall pretty guy that had just walked out of the bathroom, fine tooth lucky comb in hand.

The clash hurt to say the least. Arms were in eyes, legs into stomachs, and the best part was having a nearly 200 pound dog land right on top of you.

"Mason off!" Liz exclaimed as she pushed herself up, not noticing how that hurt her cushion more. Her knee wasn't in the greatest of places.

James waited in agonizing silence, his teeth gritting from the pain. And yet through all the commotion, he couldn't help but take notice of the wondrous smell emanating from the girl on top of him.

Vanilla.

This was the girl that was making his love life difficult. The only girl who had turned him down twice, who had deliberately flirted with him and with some other guy in front of him on the same day, and who had the audacity to show jealousy because he was hugging her friend.

James Diamond best assets were his hair and his knowledge of girls. What they want, love, need, feel…

But the pretty creature in front of him was just confusing, infuriating actually.

A sudden weight had lifted from his nether regions, causing the frustrating thoughts and said ball crushing girl to alleviate.

"I'm sorry James, I seriously didn't… wow are you okay?" Liz's blue eyes watched as James grabbed what he could of the carpet, the sensation of pain slowly falling away.

I think I broke him… She thought to herself but slowly smiled as he slowly rose from his spot. She couldn't help the guilt or her hand from reaching towards him to steady his footing.

"Concerned?" James couldn't help the teasing to surface. He was weak and in pain but this girl was going to be his.

"Well of course you idiot, I don't weigh ten pounds and neither does Mason." There was that name again. Who in the world was Mason?

"W-WHAT IS THAT?" James tall stature straightened as he stepped back from the massive dog who sat calmly next to Liz, a large tongue sticking out of his mouth.

"This is Mason, he's Hailey's dog."

"That's not a dog…" Liz rolled her eyes at his response but widened them when she heard angry footsteps along with an angry yell of her name. Kelly was nearing.

"I assure you he is, now come with me if you want to live…" her southern accent gave no justice to the German-English one Arnold had in terminator but the statement was honest. She had a feeling if Kelly could she would hulk out, destroying everyone in her way to save her butt from Gustavo.

Her slender hand reached towards his larger one, their fingers intertwining out of impulse as she pulled onto his muscular arm. The sudden closet door had caught her attention and was nearly ripped off as she threw it open, pushed the much larger guy into it along with her tall self as well. A sudden thought reached her mind as she face palmed in the dark tiny stuffy room.

"Damn it, I forgot Mason…"

"Where did my puppy go?" Hailey looked around the room she had been in since the morning her friends watching as she lifted pillows, looked through drawers and behind equipment.

"Hails, Mason is bigger than you, how could you lose him?" The only male asked as he finished tuning up some of the music they had just recorded with Charlie next to him.

"He's fricken quiet okay?" She moved towards the couch that Amery was happily laying on, her fingers tapping away on to her phone.

"So are you dating the guy or what?" Hailey suddenly asked as she failed to find her canine companion, the worry leaving her when the phone that was held up by Amery's arms suddenly fell onto the blondes face, causing Hailey to smile in delight.

"No, yes, I don't know. I want to but then I don't, I think I'm going too fast." Amery replied as she rubbed her now reddening forehead. She liked Carlos; their lunch date was probably the best she had ever. She connected with the Latino at a level she wasn't used to. It was tearing her apart, reason vs. impulse.

She'd like to think she was both but so far impulse was winning. A tiny jingle reached her ears as her phone vibrated, the frown on her face taking a turn when it read Carlos.

"I'm going to get butter for these rolls." Logan stated as he walked out of the only other studio turned palm woods scene, a couple of rolls in each hands. A part of him wished that the rolls were actually toast. His mouth began to salivate as he thought of the crunchy, warm, crumby delectable that he loved so much… mm, toast.

As he continued to think about his favorite food, his usually rational mind was suddenly clouded with confusion as a huge dog stared at him. It wasn't a menacing stare; it was just quiet and eerie as the dog's hazel eyes bore into his own dark ones with a sense of knowing.

A small gruff escaped the jowls of the massive canine, causing Logan to flinch, a single roll escaping his hand.

It was all in slow motion. The roll of bread falling on the carpeted floor, the dogs knowing eyes following as it did. Its gigantic paws moving towards Logan as his own feet moved back against a wall. This could have all been avoided Logan thought to himself. He just had to get the damn butter for his rolls.

Logan watched in fear as the dog began to walk closer to him, he was going to have to sacrifice the food that was sure to get him killed; roll by roll they dropped as far away from his body as he could get them.

His brown eyes met the hazel ones in front of him, his arms in front of him as the dog finished chewing the last bread roll, his sharp but soft eyes searching for more bread, and when he found none, Mason did the only thing he could to get the nice guy to give him more food. He barked.

"HELP!" The cry came out with more panic than Logan had expected but he hoped that it would get somebodies attention. Someone had to save him. He loved dogs sure, but he didn't know who this dog was, how he came to be inside the studio, and why he was staring him down with the intent to kill. Damn unbuttered toast.

"You found him! Thank you so much!" Logan watched as the short girl grabbed onto the Mastiff's massive head and gave it kisses, just as the dog moved to lick her face.

"That dog was going to eat me." He explained as his voice cracked a few times, his pale hand against a black Ed Hardy douche bag type shirt. With an eye roll to her light brown eyes, Hailey stood up with an amused look.

"You actually called him a dog; everyone calls him a pony or something. Plus Mason wouldn't hurt you, unless I say so." Her voice began with an unusual sadness, she didn't like when people picked on someone that was important to her. Only she could do such thing, they were her victims.

"He's obviously a Mastiff, an English Mastiff if my memory does recall correctly." Logan stated, flinching slightly when Mason barked suddenly causing Hailey to grin, the sudden smile unexpected.

"What's with the new style? And why is the floor covered in bread crumbs?" Logan followed Hailey's tiny hand as it pulled on his shirt the stylist had chosen for him, why was he wearing such a hideous shirt?

"Uh, it's for an interview."

"That's right, your little boy band thing." Hailey said, her arms crossing in front of her chest, and an amused smirk on her lips.

"Little boy band? Not to seem rude, I know you can play instruments in stuff in your little rock band, but data shows that most all girl rock bands don't make it that far. Big Time Rush is just starting and is totally going to rock." The smirk grew into a grin. She liked semi assertive Logan rather than logical passive Logan.

"Data also shows that after boy bands have their 15 minutes of fame, they plummet to rock bottom. And then they try to get the band together when their nearing their 40's and balding as you might with all that hair gel you've got going on, and just…suck."

The high pitched scream rivaled his tallest best friend as his hand covered his mouth. He would not let her win.

"Yeah well, I doubt your little girl band will make it anywhere." Hailey laughed, she loved that she was getting to him; he looked so cute when he was mad.

"We're already on the rock stations bro! Let It Ride is a hit. Just face it; Call It Karma is too badass for you guys. So goh-oh-oh-oh-oh shove it up your ass." Hailey smiled as she weaved in their first song into her insult and did some dance move that she had seen so many other boy bands do countless of times before sticking out her tongue and running in the opposite direction, her dog and Logan chasing after her.

"Come back here Hailey!" As shocked and semi mad as he was, the brunette couldn't help but smile at how clever Hailey actually was. Clever, but not very fast.

"I got you!" He said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, his fingers turning into claws and suddenly the laughter erupted from the tiny girl.

"I'm sorry! Please!" She pleaded between laughter as Logan continued to tickle her.

"Say you love boy bands!" He teased as she continued to laugh.

"Never!"

"Say it or you'll die laughing!" Logan wasn't used to this. He was always much more reserved; only his best friends got to see this side of him. But this girl, who had literally insulted his career and life choice, was getting something out of him that most girls could never do. She was allowing him to be himself.

"She's going to die either way."

Well, again don't hate me Dx

I love you and have missed you all, so please don't hate me. Also pretty, pretty please review.

I honestly don't know when I'll be posting the next chapter, but I'm currently still writing it. I hope you guys still read it.

Oh! Who saw the new episode? I didn't even know of it til I got home from school at like 10, and then saw it in my DVR. I was just like WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT! I was so excited.

My man of course looked beautiful as always… Logan :]

"Solo record dance in my solo record pants!" Best song ever! All day son!