Hello there. Here is the next chapter of this story! I've been doing well keeping up with updating every Friday or Saturday, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to update this story next week due to scheduling issues, but just keep a look out! If not I'll definitely put it up the weekend after that, sorry for the possible wait!

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"Bit by bit we begin to restart our disaster hearts."

"Honey, are you sure you're ok over there? I wouldn't mind coming up and-"

"Mom, it's fine! It's been over three weeks since me and Kendall broke up. I think I can manage." Jo smiled at her mother's kindness as the woman sighed from her end of the phone. She sighed as she glanced out of her room window.

"I just worry about you sometimes, you being so far away and all."

"…I think I'll be ok, you know what they say," Jo said with a soft smile. "Everything happens for a reason."

Jo's mother chuckled from her end of the line and sighed. "Looks like my girl's growing up."

"…Looks like it." Jo said softly as she sighed.

After finishing up her conversation with her mother, the actress hung up, getting ready for set. She grabbed her things, making sure she wasn't missing anything. She glanced around her apartment before she nodded and walked out the door.

She made her way to the lobby, and as she walked across the room, she glanced out at the pool and her eyes softened. She stared out at four boys fooling around by the pool edge and she smiled a bit.

"Good to see he's back to being himself." she mumbled as she continued to make her way outside.

She glanced around the parking lot and her eyes widened as they fell upon a familiar face. "Jayne!"

The dancer had been running late. It was really unlike her, but she had been off for the past month. She pretended like she was herself, she pretended that everything was ok, but since she had pulled herself away from her friends, from Kendall, she had reverted back to her old ways. She had lost that spark she had when she used to talk to the boys of Big Time Rush. Not only that, but she avoided Camille and Jo, especially Jo. She wasn't positive as to why she did it, but she knew that she just couldn't face the blond singer's girlfriend.

Little did she know, that had long ended.

"Jayne?"

"J-Jo." Jayne said, surprised to see the blonde come up to her. The actress smiled as she approached the brunette. The dancer hesitated before she smiled, a strange feeling building up in the pit of her gut. She tried to hide her frown as she cleared her throat. "How are you?"

"I've been…better, what have you been up to? I haven't seen you in awhile." Jo pointed out as Jayne smiled weakly.

"I've just been, you know, busy."

"Yeah, I know how that can be." the actress said playfully. Jayne chuckled as she nodded, catching sight of her aunt's car from the corner of her eye.

"I'd honestly like to stick around and chat, but I've got to go. I'm already running super late and Claire's going to kill me if I'm more late." the brunette explained. Jo chuckled as she nodded and watched as the girl climbed into the black car. She waved goodbye to the two and watched as the car pulled away from the hotel driveway.

Jo stood in silence, wishing that the small part of her that was angry with Jayne wasn't angry with Jayne. She knew that the girl had truly done nothing wrong. She hadn't purposely tried to break Jo and Kendall up, that was just the way things were, but that irrational, jealous side that every girl seems to have-even if they try and pretend they don't-always seemed to get the best of her at times. She hated herself for that.

She sighed, smiling and waving at her driver. She climbed into the car, and waited for her arrival to the set. She stared out the window for what felt like hours, letting her thoughts roll around and her emotions settle. She was the understanding type, so it was hard for her to be upset with Kendall after everything that had happened.

Don't get her wrong. She wanted to be angry with him, and part of her was, but there was a larger part that just wanted him to be happy, and if she couldn't do that for him, well…there was really nothing she could really do about that, was there? The two had tried their best, that's all that mattered, and even though things hadn't worked the way they thought it would, it all ended up working out in some strange way.

"Miss. Taylor, we're here."

"Thanks." she said kindly as she climbed out of the car. She took a deep breath, making her way inside the building. She smiled at her cast mates and crew members as they gave her friendly "hellos" and waves. She walked into her dressing room and sighed, staring at her reflection for a moment. She smiled at herself as she nodded.

Knock Knock

"Come in!" Jo called. She smiled as the guy who always delivered her fan mail walked in with a sheepish smile; he always did admire Jo.

"Here's your mail."

"Thanks, Mark." Jo said as the tall, brunette smiled. He held out the stack of envelopes but his brown eyes widened as Jo's fingers brushed up against his. He cleared his throat as he quickly pulled away, nodding his head and rushing out of the actress' dressing room.

Jo stood in confusion for a moment before she smiled and began to chuckle. She shook her head as she set her mail down and smiled at her reflection.

Yes. She was going to be just fine.

"Jayne! I don't know what's gotten into you lately, but everything you do is sloppy!"

"Like I didn't already know that." the girl muttered under her breath.

Dance practice had been going terribly. Jayne was off beat, couldn't remember when to do the right moves, and she was pretty sure at one point she started doing a different dance routine she had learned to the wrong music. She had been a mess for weeks when it came to her dances, and she wasn't sure what to do to make things better, not to mention her coach was about ready to chop her head off if she didn't get her act together.

"Lets take five, and then maybe you'll have your head on right." Jayne rolled her eyes but nodded, glad she could finally take a break. She sighed as she watched her coach walk out of the dance room. She leaned back against the mirror wall and shook her head.

"What is wrong with you, Jayne?" she asked herself as she turned around to face herself in the mirror. She frowned at her reflection as she shook her head. "You're not yourself."

Of course she wasn't. She hadn't been for quite a bit. Then again, she wasn't sure who she was anymore. She was different from the Jayne before L.A.; before Kendall. But now, without the dirty blond, she wasn't sure what to do with herself.

"…Get a grip." Jayne muttered as she smiled to herself. "You don't need him to know who you are." she assured herself as she stood tall. Her smile slowly faded though. She glanced back at herself before her tall posture slumped. She sighed as she took one last sip from her water bottle.

She may have not had her closest friend by her side, but that didn't mean she was completely lost. She was going to walk with her head tall and show everyone that she was more than what they assumed.

She smirked as she nodded. "You can do this."

Big Time Rush was well on their way to preparing for their next big time tour. Their dance moves were almost perfect, their music was in tune, and their attitudes couldn't have been higher.

Things had finally settled down for Kendall. He was feeling more like himself than he had felt in weeks. Being single wasn't completely terrible either. He hadn't talked to Jo since they had parted ways, but he figured it was better that way. He wasn't sure if he could face her just yet.

The world was a much brighter place for the dirty blond than it had been a few days before. He was glad that he was back to who he was, but there was still one thing that he needed to decide.

"Hey."

Kendall kept his eyes glued to the video game he was playing with Carlos, recognizing the voice. "How was staying back with Gustavo?"

"A nightmare." Logan sighed as he plopped down, the exhaustion from his dance practice evident on his face.

"YES!" Carlos cheered, finally defeating Kendall in the race car game. The dirty blond laughed as he patted his friend on the back.

"Congrats, after five rounds you finally beat me." he teased, Carlos grinning widely.

"I don't even care, I beat you and that's all I wanted." the Latino stated as he stood to his feet, making his way to the fridge. He grabbed a can of pop as he exited the apartment, probably heading to the pool to try and woo the Jennifers; he never gave up.

Kendall chuckled as Logan smiled, shaking his head. "That guy."

"Tell me about it." Kendall said as he stretched, glancing over at the tired genius. He smiled as he shook his head.

"You should probably shower."

"Yeah."

"And then take a nap."

"Yeah."

"And then do my homework for me."

"Yeah-Wait!" Kendall laughed as Logan pouted and stood to his feet. The dirty blond mischievously smiled as the more worrisome singer of the group sighed. He stretched, making his way toward the bathroom, but stopped. He looked back at Kendall, who raised a brow at him.

"You know what you should do?" he asked, Kendall shaking his head like a confused child. "Talk to Jayne." Without another word, Logan walked into the bathroom, the sound of the shower going off after a few seconds.

Kendall sat in shock before he chuckled. When did Logan become so bold?

The leader of Big Time Rush stood to his feet as he walked into his room. He glanced around the shared room as he took a seat at his desk. He stared out the window behind his desk as he thought for a moment. He sighed as he sat up, knocking into the desk slightly. He glanced back as the sound of something falling caught his attention. His eyes widened as he leaned down to pick up a small hockey puck. He stared at it as his eyes softened. He held it tightly as he smiled a bit.

How long had it been since he had seen his favorite person's smile?

'Jayne.' He frowned as he carefully set the puck down.

It had been a month or so since their argument. Kendall wasn't brave enough to face the girl after everything he had said to her. He was ashamed of everything that had happened. He wasn't usually the type to scream at someone the way he did, especially to a girl, but he had, and there was nothing he could do about it but apologize. He hadn't meant to say any of the things he had said. He was only angry at himself for being so blind and stupid that he took his all out on the girl he actually wanted to keep close. He was just too scared to admit how he had felt about the girl. There were so many obstacles-

No.

He had been the only obstacle in his own way.

"Not this time." Kendall quickly sprinted out of his room as he rushed out of 2J. He ran over to his neighbor's home, knocking loudly and persistently at the door. He waited impatiently, hoping someone would answer.

"Can I help-" Kendall watched as Jayne's chaperone opened the door. Her eyes widened as she stared at the young man before her.

"Kendall? What are you doing here?" she asked curiously as the dirty blond smiled.

"Is Jayne there? I really need to talk to her, it's important."

"Um…I don't think-"

"Please. I know me and Jayne had a huge fight, and I know that I hurt her, and I know she probably told you at least something along those lines," Kendall began, "But I need to talk to her."

Claire hesitated as she shook her head. "I'm not doing this because I don't like you, I just don't think Jayne really wants to see you right now."

"She probably doesn't want to see me, and I don't blame her." Kendall agreed. "But I have to see her. I said some really screwed up things and I need to explain myself to her." he explained. Claire stood motionlessly for a moment before Kendall looked into her eyes pleadingly.

"That's the least she deserves." The sincerity in his voice was truly killing the older woman. She could see the urgency in the boy's green eyes. How could she possibly say no?

She smiled as she stepped aside, causing Kendall's eyes widened. "She's in her room."

Kendall grinned as he nodded and quickly walked in, making his way down the small hall. He stopped in front of Jayne's room door as he stared at it. He took a moment to collect his thoughts before he slowly raised his hand up. He knocked on the door without a second thought and cleared his throat.

"Jayne?"