Logan was panting and sweating as he ran off stage. The second the fans couldn't see him, he flopped down on the closest couch and closed his dark eyes for at least a few moments of rest before either James or Kendall made him get up so they could go meet the people with the backstage passes.
"Logan?"
Logan's eyes opened and a smile fell on his face when he saw the brunette wearing a long sweater and a pair of gray leggings. She was holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a donut on a plate in the other. "Hey Adds." He slurred. It's funny how one second he could be doing a backflip off a trampoline and the next he was too tired to even speak right.
"I knew you'd be tired so I bought you something to give you a little more energy while meeting your fans. They should be coming around soon, right?" Addie asked as she handed Logan his food. He took a big bite of the chocolate glaze donut before leaning back with his eyes closed. He really needed that.
"Yeah, James or Kendall usually comes back to yell at me to get my ass off the couch." Logan said, taking a swig of the warm coffee.
"Logan, get your ass off the couch!" James voice called from the other room and the two crocodile attack victims grinned, laughing at the preciseness.
"Thanks for the coffee, Addie." Logan said as he swallowed the last bite of donut and downed the rest of his drink. Standing up, he placed a quick kiss on Addie's cheek before running off to meet his fans. From what he heard, he would be meeting three girls and one of their boyfriends today.
Logan entered the room to see all of the guys and fans were already there. The three girls looked ready to pass out in their BTR shirts while the guy looked uninterested. He was clearly doing this for his girlfriend. The boyfriend bought his girl backstage passes for her birthday. Apparently he didn't communicate with her parents though because they bought her daughter the exact same thing.
"Ohmygosh! Hi, my name is Stella!" The girl with long black hair squealed and hugged Logan. Her boyfriend, who introduced himself as Miles, looked pissed as he watched his girl hug some random guy. Stella's friends introduced themselves as Bella and Gabriella. It was almost unreal.
Stella clung to Logan most of the time while the two other girls switched from boy to boy. Miles just looked annoyed the whole time but lightened up when Carlos started talking to him and he realized that the guys weren't as stupid as he thought. Within an hour, The four Rushers had come and gone, three of them holding signed merchandise in their hands.
Logan started walking back towards the couch and was about to flop back down when he heard Carlos yelling at him to come do a Twitcam with the rest of the guys. with a sigh, Logan pivoted around and made his way to the room again and plopped down on the floor where James was setting up a laptop. A few minutes later, they were talking to the camera.
"Hey guys!" Kendall waved. "We just finished a show so we decided to do a Q&A with you guys. So send in some questions and we'll answer them."
"And sorry if Logan is grouchy, we won't let him sleep." They all sniggered as Logan shot Carlos the death glare. The Latino only laughed harder and turned back to the screen. "Okay, first question. It's from KenkenBTR and she says: OMG I LURVE YOU AND BIG TIME RUSH! MARRY ME?"
Kendall smiled and said,"Well, I don't know about the other boys, but I would love to marry you."
James roughly shoved Kendall away. "Not if I get to her first!"
"We all lurve you!" Logan yelled finally, shutting them both up.
"Okay, next question... Mangos or pineapples?" Carlos read.
Kendall and Carlos yelled out "Mangos!" the same time that the other two members screamed "Pineapples!" Silence filled the room as the all shared shifty glances.
"Well this is awkward..." James muttered. He leaned into the computer and scanned the page until he found one for Carlos. "How excited are you to marry Alexa. Scale of one to ten.""
"It's got to be a solid one thousand. The next question is... for Logan! Logan, what happened to that chick that got mauled by a croc with you?" Carlos answered and they all turned to Logan. Kendall's gaze steeled up considerably when Addie was brought up.
"She's great! She's walking and she has a limp but she's doing really good. Actually, one of our stylists went on maternity leave so we hired Addie and now she's our hair stylist! So not only do we get our best friend to tour with us, but she also makes us look good." Logan explained enthusiastically. Kendall shot him a glare and went onto the next question which was asking who was dating who.
The questions continued, some serious, some funny, and others just about Big Time Rush in general. Logan didn't think anything of Addie when he answered, but from across the building, Addie's phone started blowing up with twitter notifications. She pulled out her phone in confusion and scrolled through the mentions, her gut dropping when she read the first one.
Who the fuck does Addie think she is? I hope she dies!
And they just kept on coming.
I hate #Laddie
Addie can go to hell for all I care!
Wow, if I knew nearly killing someone would be so rewarding then I would've tried drowning Logan a year ago
Tweet after tweet flew in. A few of them were positive in the way that they supported 'Laddie' and Addie's hair styling business. But the majority were just cruel and sent Addie's heart plummeting as she read. Finally, the brunette couldn't take it and dropped her phone on the couch and jogged out of the building. Pulling her hood over her eyes so she didn't get caught, Addie made her way to the tour buses.
Addie ripped open the door to the bus where the stylists stayed and stepped onto the bus. There were three other girls there already who were dining over a bottle of champagne. When they saw Addie's face though, they all started crowding her.
"Addie, honey, what happened?"
"Are you going to cry?"
"Did Logan break up with you?"
"Give her some space guys!"
Addie felt her head start to spin as the words flew in one ear and out the other. The girls were clawing at her, trying to help but were only making it worse. Finally, the brunette couldn't take it anymore. "Just leave me alone!"
Silence.
The stylist's all wore the same shocked and hurt expressions. Addie immediately felt guilt creep up on her - they were only trying to help. "I'm sorry it's just-"
"Forget it!" One girl spat, plopping down on her seat.
"Just go away Addie." Another snarled. Addie didn't say another word, she just pushed past them and to the back where the bunk beds were. She crawled onto the top one and squeezed her eyes shut, forcing back the tears that refused to stay hidden.
Why -why - did she agree to this?
What is this, chapter 11? 12? I'm so lost sometimes! Anyway, I'd love some input or ideas for upcoming chapters! I'll try to update faster next time!