Growing Pains Chapter 24: If You Believe Me, a big time rush fanfic

Hi everyone. Here's the next chapter! I've been working hard trying to keep up with everything in my life plus writing and I'm pretty proud that I haven't fallen back on my posting schedule! Anyways, thanks for all of your readers for the support and reviews! I know I thank you guys basically every chapter, but I do appreciate it all! I hope you enjoy reading this one!

Disclaimer: I do not own any Big Time Rush songs or any lyrics

"I wanted to say it was you cause I swore you had your hand in this too."

L.A.'s sun shined down on it's citizens as the people smiled and went about their day. Laughter filled the air, the happiness seeming almost contagious.

Too bad one person seemed immune to that.

"Kendall? Honey, if you don't get up you're going to be late to your dance rehearsal."

Big Time Rush had a tour to begin in the next week. The four singers were ecstatic to travel and sing to their loyal fans, but for one singer in particular, the tour was coming all too soon. Kendall still had unfinished business to deal with, but with dress rehearsals and interviews and dance practices, the dirty blond really didn't have the time to try and talk to his neighbor.

Wanting to draw a bigger fan base in for BTR, Gustavo organized an opening tour concert right in L.A. It would be a perfect warm up/practice for the tour, and it would still give the boys just enough time to touch up on a few things before the tour if necessary.

"Kendall? Are you awake?"

"Yeah, I'll be out in a second," the dirty blond grumbled as he yawned and rolled on to his back. He blinked a few times, letting his eyes adjust to the sunlight, and sighed as he slowly sat up. He stared at the closet across from his bed as he tried to fight against his exhaustion.

The singer had been getting little to no sleep due to having so many things on his mind. How long was Jayne going to avoid him for? Would things work out between them? Did she actually have any sort of feelings for him or was he being delusional? And if she didn't, would they ever return to being the close friends they once were? That was the biggest concern Kendall had. What if things didn't return to the way they were before everything that had happened? There was no way he could handle it if they didn't.

"Focus," the dirty blond mumbled as he quickly got to his feet, getting ready for the day. He dressed himself after showering, and quickly stuffed a piece of toast into his mouth, the other three boys already down stairs waiting for him. He kissed his mother goodbye on the cheek as he gave Katie's hair a tousle.

"Good luck!" Jennifer called out as he son waved over his shoulder, rushing out the door without a second glance. He quickly shuffled toward the elevator but stopped as he back tracked to 2H's door. He stared at it for a moment before he frowned and shook his head; now wasn't the time to get distracted.

"Finally!" James stated exasperatedly as Kendall smiled sheepishly at his friends. He approached the three boys sitting on the couches in the lobby as he sighed.

"Sorry, slept in again," he explained as Logan rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, because we didn't notice," he said sarcastically, Kendall rolling his eyes with a chuckle.

The four made their way toward the car waiting outside for them, climbing in. The driver nodded to the four as they smiled at him. They watched as the scenery began to pass them by, the day already draining the energy out of the boys.

"This is it!" James said with a wide smile on his face. "This tour is gonna rock!"

"Oh yeah!" Carlos said with a grin. He and James quickly broke into their fantasies about the fame they would receive, as well as the "hot girls" that would suddenly fall in love with them.

Kendall chuckled at his friends before he turned his attention to the window. Logan glanced at him before he relaxed a bit. "How are you feeling?"

"Good. Definitely better than I was yesterday about the dance," the leader stated as Logan nodded his head.

"I'm still not sure if I have the steps down."

"Yeah, it's a lot harder than I thought it was going to be," Kendall said with a sigh. "Don't freak out about it though, you're not as bad as you think you are."

"I wish," Logan said playfully as his best friend chuckled.

The four quickly got out of the car after arriving to their concert stage. They smiled at the well decorated stage, speakers and microphones being set up for the boys.

"DOGS!" The four jumped; there was no getting used to Gustavo's loud voice. "Get your mics on and get on stage. Since we've got the time, we're going to check and make sure everything's working. Now get up there!"

"After that you guys are going to go over the dance routine one more time," the producer's assistant said in a more gentle tone. "Mr. X is still out of commission since Carlos' 'Ultimate Tornado Spin' dance move incident."

"Heh, sorry!"

"What are we going to do about the dance then?" Logan asked as Kelly smiled.

"We have a replacement coach for you guys."

"Um, hi."

The four singers watched as an all too familiar face appeared in front of them. "J-Jayne?"

"She's going to be your new choreographer for the day," the assistant said as the brunette avoided the burning gaze from the blond.

"How did you get the job?" James asked curiously.

"My coach knows Mr. X. He asked her for a favor and this is what it was," Jayne explained shortly, growing more and more uncomfortable by the second.

"You don't have any other choreographers so DON'T SCREW THIS UP!" Gustavo yelled, hoping that the seriousness of the situation was getting across the his four mutts; it wasn't.

The boys watched as Gustavo walked away to deal with the lights crew, Kelly following after him. The awkward silence fell between the five teens, no one really knowing what to say. Kendall's eyes never left Jayne's figure. Even if they hadn't spoken in weeks, seeing her then was all the motivation the leader needed in order to keep moving forward. Seeing her gave him the strength to not give up.

"You guys should get on stage," Jayne said with a small smile, not waiting for the four boys to say anything. They watched as she walked away, waiting for Gustavo to tell her what to do next.

The boys glanced at each other before they smirked a bit.

Someone up there really must enjoy torturing me. Jayne stood in silence as she tired to stay under the radar from everything and anything. She stared up at the stage, watching as the four boys talked amongst themselves, waiting for the Gustavo to give them the cue to sing. She couldn't stop herself from smiling as she watched James make a joke, everyone bursting into laughter.

She missed the days where she used to laugh with them.

She chuckled a bit as she watched Carlos shuffling James' hair, the boy's fuse line breaking after that. She coughed, disguising her laughter as the two began to try and wrestle with each other, Logan and Kendall quickly jumping in and cutting the wire to the explosion that was about to burst.

"Hey!" Jayne glanced over at Gustavo as he spoke through a microphone of his own. "Knock it off!" he snapped, the four quickly straightening up and gathering their composure. The dancer smiled as she watched the boys glance at each other and stifle their laughs.

"You want us to sing?" Kendall suggested playfully as Gustavo released a gruff growl.

"YOU-"

"Yes! Sing anything!" Kelly quickly extinguished that flame.

Kendall nodded as he looked over at the boys. He glanced over at Jayne and for a moment their eyes locked together. They stared at each other, the brunette quickly ripping her gaze away from his. He did a good job to hide his smirk, thinking of the perfect song that was on their repertoire for the concert.

Oh yeah I'll tell you something

I think you'll understand

Jayne's eyes widened as she looked to the stage, Kendall's confident gaze never leaving her.

When I say that something

I wanna hold your hand

She didn't know she was capable of turning so red, but clearly she was. Jayne cheeks began to slightly burn as Kendall smirked at her. She fought the very strong urge to smile; no matter how much she tried to fight him, it always felt like he had the upper hand.

Oh please say to me

You'll let me be your man

And please say to me

You'll let me hold your hand

The temporary choreographer may not have been on speaking terms with Kendall, but she had to give credit where it was due; the four of them sounded great.

And when I touch you I feel happy inside

It's such a feeling that my love

I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide

Why was fate playing so dirty against Jayne? It was completely unfair.

I wanna hold your hand

The few people around to help with the stage clapped, Gustavo smirking and Kelly smiling widely. "That sounded great, guys!"

"Lets not get ahead of ourselves," Gustavo stated as his subordinate rolled her eyes. He turned to Jayne and put his business smile on, the girl smiling politely back.

"Do you think you have the routine down well enough to help them?" Kelly asked, wanting to make sure everything was perfect. The brunette smirked as she nodded; dancing was her forte.

"I think I can manage."

"Great, then you can head up there and let them do the dance from the beginning and if you see any problems or have any suggestions let them know," Gustavo commanded politely, Jayne nodding her head. She made her way to the stage, putting her professional face on.

"Alright," Jayne took a deep breath as the music began to play, "just start the routine and if I have anything to say then I'll stop you guys," she finished before the lyrics went on.

It was slightly intimidating to have to dance in front of the girl. She was wearing such a serious face and the boys were never really great dancers to begin with, but with her help, the dance was going to be even better than before.

Jayne nodded her head along to the song as she watched each of the boys carefully. She let the boys go through the entire dance before she decided to give them some "constructive criticism."

"I'm surprised at how well you guys did."

"Hey!"

"There are just a few things. Logan, when you spin you have to spin to the right like everyone else."

"Sorry!"

"James, your footwork is a little sloppy when you get to the second verse. Just try and make it…pop a little more." Jayne showed the dreamer an example, the four keeping their eyes glued to her feet. "Just make sure to keep your toes pointed, that always helps make the steps look cleaner."

"Thanks," James said, nodding his head and storing the information in the back of his mind.

"Oh, and one last thing," Jayne began. "I know this is hard because it's supposed to be a partner dance and your partners are obviously not here, but you guys are all just a little off on the beats." she explained. Without even thinking, Jayne pointed to Kendall, motioning for him to step forward.

"Watch and count the beats in your head while we dance," she suggested, the other three boys nodding.

The leader of Big Time Rush stepped forward, ignoring his racing heart that refused to slow down. He stood to Jayne's left as she nodded her head at the man at the sound board. The music turned on, giving the two the full eight counts before starting.

Things get so bad

You've got my back

Make me wanna sing, and girl I'll sing about you

The two stepped in the opposite direction of the other as they sharply stuck their arms out to the side, slightly bending their knees. They quickly stood tall as they tilted to the side, one arm held into the air in almost a perfect straight line. Keeping with the beat, Jayne strutted around Kendall to his right as his arm followed her around, just barely grazing her back.

If she wasn't trying to pretend she wasn't dancing with the boy, she may or may not have shivered from the light touch.

Then Jayne gracefully bent down forward, her right leg pointed out to the side, Kendall turning his back toward her and feigning the image of leaning back against the girl. The two quickly straightened up as they slid in the opposite direction of each other, Kendall to his left, Jayne to her right.

She wasn't sure why, but the two danced well together. Their chemistry while moving was good and they melded together well; it made Jayne anxious.

Kendall couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his lips. This was the most contact he had made with his friend since he had confessed to the girl about his feelings and he had missed being that close to her more than he had thought.

Plus, when Jayne became a famous choreographer-like he was predicting-he'd be able to proudly say that he danced with her before her name was known. That would be cool.

Ooh baby

It feels like

Music sounds better with you, baby

It feels right

Everything's better with you

The two span out, arms length apart, and reached for the other's hand. They turned their heads sharply to each other, their eyes drawn together like a thread was holding them in place for three counts. Kendall squeezed tightly to her hand, making Jayne almost forget they were in the middle of a dance routine. She almost lost count of the beats in her head but quickly caught herself, trying to ignore the warmth she was feeling from her hand.

The two stepped toward each other, raising their free hand up to meet the other. They stared at each other, feeling as though a piece of glass was in between them. They stepped back out, regretfully releasing the hand they were holding on to so tightly.

Jayne struck her pose as Kendall slid across the stage behind her to her left. He ran his hand up along her leg, making it almost difficult for Jayne to concentrate.

The brunette brought both of her hands up into the air as she began to crouch down. She could feel her neighbor's hands run up along her sides as she did so, reaching up to grab her hands. She span around in his grasp and almost curtsied away from him, and with a gentle tug, the dirty blond brought Jayne close to him, his face only centimeters away.

The young Kent stared into her partner's eyes as he didn't dare look away, afraid that if he did he'd never see her bright blue eyes shine like they were again.

Not wanting to lose track of where they were, the performers quickly span around, their backs making contact, and they swayed back and forth before Jayne walked around behind the dirty blond. The two walked toward the right, in sync with the other's steps. They turned and faced each other, Jayne taking a step forward and Kendall taking a step back. Then the gesture was returned, Jayne taking a step back with her right foot and Kendall stepping forward with his left. They reached out for the other's shoulders with opposite arms, slowly pulling away and grabbing on to their hands. Kendall smiled as he pulled her around his back and then close to his side, her lips just grazing his cheek.

The music faded to a quieter volume, though Jayne and Kendall didn't even notice. The only sound they could hear was the beating of their own hearts and their panting. Kendall slowly turned his face toward Jayne as she stared at him, her heart getting the best of her head. The tips of their nose grazed each other, causing Jayne's eyes widen.

"Well!" the brunette quickly pulled away from the singer, Kendall disappointed at the disappearing warmth from his side. "That was basically the gist of what I wanted to get across!" the girl said with a nervous smile.

The three boys glanced from Jayne to Kendall, the dirty blond putting his hands on his hips and giving Jayne a frustrated stare.

"We can just take a five minute break and then pick up from there. I'll dance with you guys and just make sure that you don't have any questions about it before your performance." Without a second to say anything, Jayne bolted from the stage, rushing down the steps and behind the set. Kendall stared after her, and without wasting time he quickly went after her.

"Jayne! Stop!" Said girl didn't listen. She continued on her merry way, though she wasn't really sure where she was going at that point. "Jayne!"

She winced slightly as she felt a strong hand reach out for her wrist. She jerked to a stop and was forced to turn around, Kendall staring right at her.

"Are you really going to try and run from me?"

"Who said I was running?" Jayne snapped as she narrowed her eyes at the boy.

"Well, it sure didn't look like walking!" Kendall replied sarcastically. He held a bit more tightly to the dancer's wrist as she tried to escape from his grasp.

"Let go!"

"Not until you talk to me."

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Why do you have to be such a smartass?"

"Why do you have to be such an idiot?" Kendall's eyes softened as his grip loosened, though Jayne had already stopped trying to break free from his hold. She stared at his chest as the singer sighed.

"When I told you how I felt before, in your room," Jayne looked up, her blue eyes gleaming with apprehension, "I meant everything."

"Just stop-"

"You can't tell me that you don't know what I'm talking about!" Kendall exclaimed as Jayne grit her teeth. She stared at the grass as she tried to find a way to avoid the conversation; there was no way out.

"Why can't you accept that I-"

"Don't you dare say it!"

"Or what?" Kendall asked, showing no fear to the girl.

"Or…Or…"

"Yeah, I'm so scared," he stated mockingly, making Jayne look up at him with a glare.

"God! You are so annoying!"

"Maybe if you weren't being so stubborn I wouldn't be so annoying!"

"Shut up!"

Kendall stopped and for a moment the two did nothing but stand in silence. He sighed as he ran his free hand through his soft hair, the other holding on to Jayne, making sure she didn't try to run from him again.

"…You know what I'm talking about, Jayne."

"No, I don't."

"Yes you do!" he argued. "Even when we argue, even when we fight, even when we make fun of each other, it all feels…right."

Jayne bit her lip as she glanced up at his green eyes, begging for the girl to come around and see things from his point of view. She stared down at his sneakers, taking shallow breaths. "You don't want to do this."

"…Do what?" Kendall asked hesitantly as he stared down at Jayne.

"You don't want to like me."

"Why do you keep telling me how I should feel about you? If I like you then I like you!" Kendall snapped, growing tired of having to fight with the brunette. She didn't say anything in return, merely stared at the ground.

"…Fine, how about I ask you something then."

"…What?" Jayne asked as Kendall released her wrist.

"How do you feel about me?"

Jayne was startled by the question. She should have known the sneaky singer would ask the question, it was obvious. He had been very clear about how he felt for her, so why wouldn't he want to clearly hear what she felt for him?

"…I don't know."

"That's a lie and you know it." Kendall said as he gently grabbed the girl by her shoulders. She looked up at him with a scared expression as his expression softened, a gentler expression appearing on his face.

"You're telling me you've never thought about me as more than just a friend? Or you've never felt a weird spark between us?" Jayne wasn't sure how to answer the question. She wasn't sure what the "spark" was supposed to feel like. She rarely interacted with guys back home and when she did she surely didn't like their presence, not nearly as much as Kendall's at least.

Kendall was different. He was the very first person of the opposite sex that she talked to and got to know. He was the first guy that she genuinely liked being around and liked being with. She missed him when he was gone, and somehow he was always the first thing on her mind, but wasn't that normal when it came to Kendall?

How was she supposed to know what the "spark" felt like?

"Jayne," Kendall pleaded, "come on. You know what I'm talking about."

"I…I…"

Kendall frowned as his grip loosened. "Please tell me you know what I'm talking about."

She wasn't sure.

"I couldn't have been the only one who felt it. I didn't notice it at first, but I do now. I know what I feel and it's real. We're real." Kendall stated as Jayne clenched her jaw shut. She slowly met the dirty blonde's green eyes and almost lost her breath.

"…I have to go Kendall."

"Jayne-"

"The guys need my help with the routine."

The temp choreographer pulled away from Kendall's welcoming touch, quickly walking past the singer. She didn't look back, she was too afraid of the expression that Kendall was wearing.

It was a wise choice on her part.

Kendall stood by himself for a moment, a defeated expression coming over him. He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath. He looked over his shoulder, watching as Jayne returned to the stage. He listened, and after a second the music turned back on, Jayne's voice counting the beats. He groaned as he slapped himself in the forehead.

He couldn't give up.

He wouldn't give up.