Author's note:I lost the original second chapter to this. It killed me, killed me bad... I re-wrote it and hoped for the best really. Anyway, please enjoy :).

Disclaimer: I own nothing Big Time Rush related.

Chapter two

Logan awakes, a headache introducing itself immediately.

It pushes at the sides of his head and starts to become unbearable as he sits up.

He pulls his body into himself, attempting to hide himself away from the agonising pain. He rests his chin on the soft skin of his ample breasts, sighing from the comfort they provide.

And then, a few seconds pass before a thought strikes and he's panicking, instantly forgetting about the pain in his head. He looks down to catch sight of what had just given such sustenance.

They're huge. It feels like something heavy has been forced upon his chest. His hand sinks lower to check other areas, realising that they are not the only place on his body that has undergone a change, this time a subtraction rather than an addition.

"It can't be." He mumbles to himself, picking his weary form from the floor to examine himself in a nearby mirror. "Since when have I been a girl? How long have I slept? Did I just live another life or something?"

He takes a handful of his long brown hair, moving in to examine the soft pink hue in his cheeks. His eyes are a creamy brown and everything about him just looks so...nice.

He's cute. He's not going to lie, he'd fuck him.

An idea occurs and then he's immediately tearing his torn shirt from himself, spinning around on the spot to get a proper view.

He has hips, he has legs and by god, he has the most amazing curves.

Immediately living out every man's dreams, he gropes himself, smirking as he proceeds to fondle with his new toys.

"Urm, I don't mean to interrupt your...fun but I'm going to have to ask you to leave. My parents will be home in an hour and I have to tidy up."

Logan, feeling a bit awkward as the innocent blonde tries to look at anything but him, manages to catch on. His hands fall to his sides, not taking long to frantically reach out for his t-shirt and pull it over himself again.

"Sorry, I'm leaving."

And without another word, he does so.

He makes it back to the apartment, taking out his key and falling into a little adventure as out of the two of everything he's seeing, he tries to find the right key hole.

When finally managing to open the door and stumble in, he places his keys on the side, grabbing at the counter to hold himself up as he groans and holds onto his head.

"Who are you?"

He manages to look up at the young Katie, giving her a pleading look as he frantically tries to stop his head from exploding.

"Look, I know there was a party last night but you can't just wander into other people's apartments. How did you get our keys anyway?"

Her voice is so fucking loud and quite honestly, he thinks he just might pass out.

"I-We... God Katie, it's me."

"He's not in the gym!" Booms a much louder, deeper voice.

"Don't know why we looked there. I've been trying to get him to go since forever beg-"

Cutting off the loud boys in mid sentence, Logan screams, trying to fit a life time of headache into that single sound.

"Woah. Who are you?" He looks up at the intrigued Carlos, trying to find words under the heap of pain.

He's interrupted when as an overly confident Kendall falls to his knees besides him with a glass of water and two tablets. "Probably just stumbled in here by accident".

"She had keys!"

"Katie! Please. Go see what moms doing." Logan mentally thanks Kendall, grabbing the glass and not even thinking twice as he glugs down the pain relievers.

"Thanks." He smiles weakly, attempting to stand up but his feet are taken from the ground and soon enough the only thing he's attempting to do is not fall out of James' arms.

"Hi, I'm James. I'm in a band. What's your name?"

Logan stares, entertaining the idea of telling the guys straight up without any story as James moves uncomfortably closer.

He tries to escape but falls into the warmth James seems to be providing. His touch is so soft and quite honestly, Logan and his pounding heart just want to fall asleep right there and then.

He doesn't have to do so to know it would be the best nap ever.

"Lonnie" He whispers, honestly trying to get out his real nickname.

"Lonnie! It sounds just as beautiful as you look. Wanna go out?" James flashes him the official James Diamond smile and that surprises Logan because well, he isn't as angry as he should be that James is treating him like he would any other girl.

"James, Logan's still missing! Stop hitting on girls!" Carlos whines, trying to get his own view of the pretty girl.

"He's been gone a couple of hours at the most. He's probably fucking Camille again or some shit."

"What?" Logan screams, now jumping out of James' arms to stare at him in total anger.

On receiving a dirty look by each of the boys, he realises just how bad his sudden, seemingly random, burst of anger looked.

"Logan would never do that!" He speaks, trying to put on a higher voice than he has already got.

"You don't even know who we're talking about."

Logan quite honestly wants to punch Kendall square in the nose for being such a nosey asshole but then, more questions would be brought forward.

"I'll let you know that I love Logan. He's like, cute and...does a lot of thing for you guys but you never appreciate it because you're all so busy with stuff that has nothing to do with your future!" He's grabbing onto his hair, throwing himself back as he tries to stop himself combusting with all these feelings.

"How do you know who he is?" He glances up at the hurt James, having to suppress a laugh.

Yes, this isn't about him.

He realises it's time to answer and then he can't breathe, honestly not sure what pathetic lie to come up with.

"I- We grew up together. We went to that maths camp you guys refused to go to, together." He stands high, proud with his quick self.

"Well if I knew the girls were as nice as you, I would've gone." Carlos is sweet; Logan really wants to just hug him.

"Anyway. Less drooling and more splitting up to find Logan." Kendall leaves first, the other two tagging behind him as they leave Logan alone with Katie again.

"Nice costume. Looks like Logan's."

He doesn't meet her gaze, as, mentally slapping himself he hurries out of the apartment.

Katie's too smart to lie to.

A/N: My dream is to have fun with this Logan whilst it lasts. I don't dream big :). Please, feedback? Love you for reading either way.