Hey! Guess what? A friend of mine from Quizilla is on here and she loved the story! And I'd squeal, but I really don't have the energy. I just stuffed myself to the brim with Cheesecake Factory shit.

Let's see…uh…nothing much has happened. But hey! Surprise chapter! Yay!

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush! Trust me! If I did, there wouldn't be a need to write this! We'd all be getting our daily dose of gay just by watching it! (Not that I don't with Big Time Crib, but you catch my drift.)

Warnings: Yaoi, slash, guy on guy, that genre! Foul language and later on some serious, explicit smexing. No likey, no read-y!

My tongue darted out and dragged across his neck. I brought the patch of skin into my mouth, licking and sucking. Yes, I was purposely marking him. I didn't want anyone else, man or woman, to look at him.

He was mine.

The whole world should know that.

"Aaaahh…K-Ken…please…" He whimpered, back arching into an almost painful angle under my fingers.

Smirking, I pulled away. "Please what, Logie?"

He sucked in a breath, biting his lip. "S-stop…teasing…"

He didn't have to tell me twice.

I jolted awake, stuffing my face in my pillows. I felt a certain warmth leave my body and knew I'd have to do another secret load of laundry.

I sighed, going limp. The dreams were getting worse. Well, more vivid is what I mean.

I still couldn't believe it. He liked someone. God knew who it was, but I sure as hell didn't.

I sighed. I was going insane out of love for someone who was probably straight.

Fun.

Not.

I glared up at the ceiling, waiting for my breathing to calm. An ocean of emotion was overwhelming me, and I could feel my breath and time run out…

A pillow hit me in the side of the face. I looked over and saw James.

He took out an earbud. "You're finally awake!" He whisper-called.

"No," I started in the same volume with a sarcastic tone. "My eyes are just open and I'm talking. I'm obviously asleep."

His expression turned sour. "You know, sarcasm hurts." He said.

"Like I care." I shifted uncomfortably. "What do you want, anyway?" I asked.

"I wanna stop being bored." He replied. I looked over at the nearest clock and saw that it was four in the morning. "I woke up at two. Been trying to go back to sleep since."

"Well, I don't know what to do. Listen to some slow shit. Or something." I suggested, turning so my back was to him.

"That's almost all that's on here." He retorted. I raised an eyebrow at the wall, even though my eyes were closed.

"Say what now?" I asked.

"Well, last night I borrowed Logan's iPod. And it seems like he's really been into sad song's and rap and-"

I cut him off by running over, snatching the iPod away and turning away from him. I looked through the recently played list. Yup, slow raps and sad songs galore.

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Did you borrow this?" I asked, drawing out every word. "Or did you steal it?"

"No, I asked him and he gave it to me. But what's that smell?" Realization dawned on his face. It scrunched up in disgust. "Oh, dude! Gross! Can't you jack off on your own time?"

"I was sleeping, dumbass. I couldn't control myself." I muttered, staring at the most played song.

My Immortal by Evanescence.

I gulped, shaking my head slightly to myself. I'd talk to him in the morning.

"Just make sure you give that back to him tomorrow." I growled, setting the device on the nightstand.

"Uh…yeah, sure…" James said, sounding like he wanted to ask me a question.

But I was too submerged.

And now…I wasn't sure I wanted to get saved.

**FF TO THE NEXT DAY**

-Logan's POV-

Kendall walked into the room and flopped down face first on the couch. He groaned something incoherent.

I just chuckled softly. "Classy." I joked.

He turned over onto his back. Looking around, he raised an eyebrow. "It's strangely quiet in here…"

"That's because we're alone." I said. He shot me a look that clearly stated confusion. "We have the day off. James and Carlos are off at the pool, annoying Freight Train just to see if he'll pick up Carlos. And your mom and sister are having a girls' day out." I explained.

"So you've just been sitting here alone in complete silence?" Kendall asked, eyes wide and voice drenched in incredulousness.

I shrugged. "I watched the news for a while." As if that excuse would work on Kendall.

He stood up, face stony. He grabbed me by the elbow. "C'mon. Jam session. Now." He started dragging me away.

"What?" I yelped. "Kendall! Let me go!" It was out of habit that I said that, otherwise I wouldn't have said a word.

But suddenly, his – rather large, may I add – hand was no longer wrapped around my arm. Instead, he was bent down in front of the iHome that stood on the table next to the kitchen door, looking for a song.

My eyes traveled down to his ass. He was wearing skinny jeans, so it was just that much more prominent. I unconsciously licked my lips, blushing. I turned my head, covering my face from the eyes down to hide my blush. Jesus Christ, I was crazy. Chasing – well, if you call it that; I hadn't voiced many abnormal tendencies lately, to anyone – after a guy who had a boyfriend.

Fuck.

But still…

He has a nice ass.

I'm allowed to think that.

He stood up, just as Dead! by My Chemical Romance came on. I thankfully realized that this wasn't my iPod.

That would end disastrously.

Kendall started dancing along to the beat, doing a combination of the Jerk and playing the air guitar. I laughed softly at him.

Of course, I was too busy thinking about how adorable he looked dancing that I didn't notice him grab my arm and spin me onto the makeshift dance floor.

"Woah!" I yelped, grabbing onto the couch for support. I smirked at him playfully.

One thought ran through our minds and out our mouths.

"DANCE OFF!"

-James's POV-

I helped Carlos out of the dumpster, still chuckling.

He had a sour pout on his face. "Well. That ended badly." He said, brushing some trash off his clothes.

"Could've ended worse." I said, shrugging. He laughed, tapping his helmet twice like he does.

"I could've handled it!" He cried.

I laughed. "C'mon. We should get back to 2J." I suggested.

He smiled. "Sure!" He cried. "Race you there!"

"Oh, you are so on!" I challenged. And off we ran.

We burst into 2J to see Logan trying – and failing – to do the worm while Kendall was banging his head insanely while manically playing a sick nasty air guitar to a metal song pulsing through the room.

The two of them looked up at us.

"Dance off!" They explained breathily.

Carlos and I grinned. "I'm in!" We said in unison.

**FF TO LATER THAT NIGHT**

-Katie's POV-

"Remind me never to go shopping with you ever again." I groaned.

"Oh, come on! We got some cute outfits!" Mom said, smiling as she got out the key to the apartment.

"Yes," I started in a sarcastic tone. "Because I just love pink."

Mom 'tsk'd as she opened the door. We saw the boys lying in random places all over the room.

Kendall was hanging off the tipped-over couch, Logan was lying on the floor with only his feet and legs sticking out from the kitchen, Carlos was curled up at the end of the swirly slide, and James was lying on his ack on the coffee table.

"Dance off?" I guessed.

"Yup." They all confirmed in unison.

I nodded. "Thought so." I said, turning and heading to my room.

-Kendall's POV-

"So, who won?" My mom asked, looking around.

"Carlos." James, Logan, and I replied simultaneously.

"Freakin' little ball of energy." Logan grumbled bitterly. I chuckled lightly.

"You know you love me." Carlos sniggered. "Admit it. Your lives would be boring without me."

"Actually!" I interjected, throwing my hand up in the air. "I distinctly remember our lives before you moved to Minnesota."

"And?" Carlos pushed.

"And…Logan held us back more often." I finished, my hand flopping down onto my chest.

"Thank you! I'll be here all week!" Logan cried comically. We all laughed.

I realized vaguely that he was becoming more and more…

Confident.

In a way, it was wicked hot. If he was confident, he would be a step closer to smirking. I'd only seen that smirk once before. I had gone home that night and jacked off with that smirk rolling through my mind over and over. But another part of me wanted the cute, innocent, angelic, pure, fidgety Logan I'd known since kindergarten.

I could only guess what had made him so confident.

**FF**

I sighed, bored out of my mind. I wanted to sleep, yes, but something was holding me back.

And I had no fucking idea what it was. I mean, sure, my mind was always wandered to Logan and his crush. Part of me had suggested his confidence might have been from (possibly) getting laid. And jealousy would course through my veins and a surge of anger would make every muscle and bone in my body tense. But then I would remind myself that, if Logan was happy, I should be happy, too.

Emphasis on should.

Screw it. I was getting nowhere with these thoughts.

Well. That took longer than I had expected. But…hope you like this one. Surprised chapter yay!

I loves y'all! I truly do!

Kendall: Ooh! I love all of you, too!

Kendall!

Logan: He had a lot of sugar today, dude. Don't mess with that.

Oooooh. That explains a lot.

James: Yes. Yes it does. It started at breakfast. He had cheesecake. Fucking cheesecake.

Wow. Classy, Kendall.

Kendall: *looks up from bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch* huh?

Carlos: *shakes head* He needs an intervention.

Later! Now, I have to do an essay! Good bye, my pets and minions! I love thee! Rate, review, love!