Once again, I'm very sorry for the long wait. I should have just wrote this when I was still on summer break, because ever since I started school, I've been so busy! But that's no excuse, so I apologize and hope you forgive me. I don't know how this chapter even came to me. I didn't even have inspiration with this chapter. I just had a few ideas and put them into words. Under the circumstances, however, I feel this chapter came out pretty decent. So I hope you enjoy (if you haven't given up on me)!

Also, I used the song "Falling In Love" as one of the songs on the playlist below. I know that song hasn't been released yet, but it just sounds like a good song to be at the wedding. And, before you read the part where they are discussing hockey teams, you should know that I don't really know anything about hockey. I just found those teams on google, so I just guessed on who would like each team.

For the First Time

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush.

With the timespan of three weeks and some more help from their wedding planner, Logan and Camille were able to figure out where the wedding would be held, what flavor the cake would be (chocolate with strawberry frosting, since Camille couldn't stand to be anything but out-of-the-ordinary), what the wedding invitations would look like, and most everything else that was to be decided upon.

"So, just to be clear, you want blue and purple roses in your bouquet and you want this playlist to be playing during the greeting of the wedding?" Lucy Garnet, their wedding planner clarified, referring to the playlist that Camille had provided. It included the songs Nothing Even Matters, Falling In Love (All Over Again), and Mine by Taylor Swift.

"That would be correct," Camille responded.

"Okay, well, a couple more decisions and you two will be on your way to an amazing wedding," she responded, smiling at the couple, "I think that will be it for today. How does next Wednesday sound for our next meeting? By then, you can decide who will be your best man and we will still have a week before the wedding occurs."

"That sounds perfect," Logan's finance replied, standing up. "Come on Logan, let's go."

Logan stood up next to Camille and they made their exit outside. The walk to the car was silent.

"What's wrong?" Camille asked, concerned as they got into Logan's car.

"I still haven't chosen my best man," Logan replied, turning on the ignition.

"Who do you want to choose?" Camille asked, looking over at him.

"Well, I think Kendall would be best for the position. But I don't want to hurt Carlos or James. We're all best friends," Logan answered, looking in his rear view mirror to back out of the parking space.

"Exactly. You're all best friends. No matter who you choose, the others will understand. Because you guys are so close," Camille told him, reassuringly. Logan nodded hesitantly and there was a brief moment of silence.

"But what if they take it personally?" Logan asked her, afraid of the possibility.

"What if they don't? Logan, you're going to have to pick someone," the brunette reminded him.

"You're right," he paused, "But what if-"

"Logan!" Camille exclaimed, frustrated that Logan was being so negative. "Stop over-analyzing this! If you think Kendall should be your best man, then make that decision and stick with it. And if you think James or Carlos would be a better best man, then choose one of them. But stop worrying about something that hasn't happened yet."

"Okay," Logan mumbled in response. Camille didn't believe that he really stopped thinking about it, but she decided to just let it go.

After Logan dropped Camille off at their place, he drove over to the Palm Woods to break the news to his friends. When he got out of the car, he walked as slowly as possible to the front entrance, trying to increase the amount of time before he had to tell James and Carlos that he didn't want them to be his best man. As he entered the lobby, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his friends weren't hanging around in there. Logan glanced outside and noticed that they weren't by the pool either. He guessed that probably meant they were in the crib. After making a quick decision, he chose to go up the stairs, because it would give him more time to think over what he was going to say. Not too long later, he was standing in front of his former apartment, debating whether to knock or not. He paced back and forth for a couple minutes, before just decided to knock and get it over with. When the door opened, Logan found Katie standing there.

"Hey... are Kendall, Carlos and James here?" Logan asked, his voice becoming high-pitched towards the end of the sentence.

"No, they went to the store to get a few things," she replied, with a somewhat apologetic look.

"Oh, okay. Well, then I guess I'll leave..." Logan answered, before realizing that he had something to discuss with his best friend's little sister, "Actually..."

"No!" Katie exclaimed in response to Logan's question. They were now standing in the living room, where Logan and his friends used to hang out all the time.

"Come on, Katie, please!" Logan begged, "It will just be for one day!"

"Forget it Logan, I am not going to be the flower girl at your wedding!" she replied, sitting down on the couch with her arms crossed.

"Don't think of it as being a flower girl. Think of it as being a star on the red carpet... only this carpet will be white..." Logan tried to compromise.

"That doesn't change my mind," she told him.

Logan sighed. He knew Katie wouldn't be on board with the idea of walking down the aisle throwing rose petals on the ground in a dress, but he needed her to do it. "Please, for me?" he gave her his best puppy dog eyes.

Katie smiled and answered, "You're such a dork." She waited for a moment, before laughing and saying, "You're the only one I'd do this for. Okay fine, I'll be the flower girl at your wedding."

"Yay!" Logan exclaimed. "Thanks Katie. You are going to be beautiful! I promise it will be over before you even-"

Suddenly the door behind the two flew open to reveal the other three members of Big Time Rush. At the sound, Logan immediately tensed up.

"Logie!" Carlos burst out when he saw his friend. He quickly shoved the grocery bags he was carrying into Kendall's arms, before running over to Logan.

"Hey buddy!" James also shouted, repeating the same procedure Carlos had just performed.

Logan offered a small smile to the two boys and responded, "Hey guys."

From behind them, they heard Kendall say, "Guys! A little help here!" His voice was muffled from the mountain of bags that were now in his arms.

"Oh, right," James and Carlos remembered, taking a step away to help their friend. Even Logan came over to give Kendall a hand.

"So Logan," Kendall asked as the four boys put stuff away in the cabinets, "What brings you here?"

"Oh, um, I'll tell you guys when we finish putting the groceries away," Logan stalled.

"Oh, okay. So how about that hockey game last night?" Kendall asked, sensing that Logan wasn't ready to discuss whatever was on his mind.

"I know! It was insane!" James responded. "I can't believe the Florida Panthers beat the New York Rangers!"

"Dude, are you serious?" Carlos asked James incredulously, nearly dropping the apples he was carrying. "The Panthers are way better than the Rangers!"

"That may be true, but they are nowhere near as good as the Minnesota Wild," Logan countered.

"True that," Kendall replied, handing the waffles to James who put them in the freezer.

Their hockey talk went on for a while until the four boys were finished putting everything away. Logan was actually enjoying himself. "Maybe this won't be so bad," he thought, remembering what good friends the four of them were. Turning of the light in the kitchen, they all entered the living room, still laughing about their previous conversation.

"So, what did you want to tell us, Logan," Carlos asked, once they all sat down.

"Oh... right," he answered. "Well..." Logan took a pause, trying to think of what to say. His rehearsals went down the drain as he couldn't even remember what he had planned on saying.

"Okay, so I'm getting married in two weeks, as you guys know, and I have to choose a best man." He could tell that all three of them were waiting in anticipation. Obviously, they all thought Logan chose themselves.

"So, who is it?" Carlos asked, excitedly, barely giving Logan a chance to continue.

"First you guys have to promise that you won't be hurt by who I pick. You guys are all my best friends and in a strictly friendship way, I love each of you the same," Logan announced to the group, his hands still shaking from the pressure they seemed to be putting on him to choose.

"Yeah, yeah, we promise," they all told him quickly in various forms.

"Okay, I thought long and hard about this and I want..." Logan started to proclaim. The three boys waited impatiently. Carlos was smiling, because he was sure that Logan would pick him. "...Kendall to be my best man."

Upon hearing the disclosure, Carlos' smile immediately faded.

"What?" James exclaimed, standing up, "How could you pick Kendall over me? I would have been a way better best man!"

Logan sighed, "James, you don't even know what a best man does."

James tried to think of a comeback, but ended up lamely replying, "So?"

"So, I just think-" Before Logan could finish his sentence, Carlos stood up and ran out the door.

To Be Continued...