Yup. It's me. Sorry it's so late, I was working on something else and lost track of time. O.o Anyway, I have to agree with Clarry. Kendall has a lemon-flavored mind. But so does Logan. I think you'll see that in this chapter. ;P Well. I think it's time to tell you…

More drama will be piling up.

Yes! More drama than what's already been going on! Trust me, you will not be able to keep yourself from jumping off your ass and shouting at the computer, "OH SNAP! OH FUCKING SNAP! NO! JUST—NO! FUCKING NO!"

Have fun reading.

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!

Hoo…

Jump.

Cricket, cricket.

Flinch.

Dammit! I always got so jumpy when I did this! Why was I doing it?

Ugh. I shouldn't have to go through this shit just to buy new songs… I thought warily, slumping down in the chair.

Almost inhumanly fast, I logged into my account on the computer. As it loaded, my leg started vibrating out of nervousness.

Yes, I was buying some new songs on iTunes. And yes, I was doing so at one in the morning. Why?

Because if my friends knew what type of music I listened to, they would immediately think I was emo. Which I wasn't. I mean, sure, I had thought about cutting, but I had decided against it.

I didn't really need the extra stress.

I opened iTunes and clicked on 'iTunes Store'. Pausing, I debated whether to get more upbeat songs just to keep my friends from worrying if they somehow found out.

But, for some reason, that stuff just didn't appeal to me much anymore.

"Logan?"

I froze. Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit. I glanced behind me. Kendall was standing there, leaning against the counter. I closed out of iTunes while trying to distract him. "H-hey, Kendall. Didn't see you there. Uh, w…what's up, man?" I stuttered.

He tipped his head to the side, his face remaining passive. "I have evidence that you've been coming out here maybe three days a week. And I finally catch you in the act." He shifted slightly to set a mug of coffee on the counter next to him. I couldn't help but see that his sweat pants were hanging so low on his waist that I could see his black boxers.

I gulped dryly.

He walked over and sat down in the chair next to me. "C'mon, Logan. I know you. You don't like keeping secrets. Why sneak around at night just to buy songs?" He asked.

I looked anywhere but his face. "I-I…um…" I snapped. "I'm gonna go to bed!" As I backed out, I waved at the blonde. "Night!" I shut the door. Pressing my back against the door, I breathed heavily.

Oh, shiz nauts…

**FF TO THE NEXT NIGHT**

"Why do we need a limo?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Because we're in Hollywood, so we may as well ride in style!" James cried in response.

"I like your way of thinking, James." Carlos sniggered, diving headfirst into the long black vehicle. I groaned, covering my eyes with my hand.

I shook my head. "This isn't going to end well." I warned.

Kendall placed a hand on my shoulder gently. "It's one party, one night, and one chance we've got to do this. C'mon. Don't do it for the chance." He said in a pleading tone. His eyebrows scrunched together. "Do it for you."

I paused, staring at him. Finally, I sighed. "Fine." I decided. He grinned and jumped into the car after his boyfriend. As I walked in, slower than my friends, I couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Kendall. I really appreciated him not mentioning last night.

But if you thank him, you're bringing it up! Inner girl.

So? You don't have to talk about it. Optimist.

You two are both wrong. Let's face it. He caught you. In more way than one. Reality check.

Luckily for me, Kendall replied with a barely-noticeable nod. I looked away and out the window.

I mean, I know that, back in Minnesota, I would join in on their partying phases. I would go with them to crash parties. But Jesus Christ, I never thought I'd ever crash a Hollywood party! Especially not in a fucking limo!

"This is gonna be awesome!" James sang, turning up the music. He turned to Carlos, grabbing him by the shoulders. "This will be perfect training for our careers as Hollywood party kings of Hollywood!"

Carlos grinned. "Hells yes it will!" He shouted. They high-fived in excitement.

Kendall looked over at his boyfriend and laughed. "You're acting like you're twelve years old." He said.

"Well maybe my maturity didn't develop past that age!" James laughed.

"That would explain a lot." I said, half laughing.

"It would," Kendall agreed.

**FF TO THE CLUB**

"Come on, Logan! We're here to party!" Carlos whined, shaking my shoulder.

I brushed him off. "I'll join you guys later. I'm gonna need a few drinks."

He sighed, but ran off to join James and Kendall. I could hear him yell, "Wait up, guys!"

I ordered a beer. As soon as it was in front of me, I downed half of it. I cringed slightly at the taste, but I really just wanted to drown my worries. I took another, smaller sip.

"Hey, slow down. You're going to hurt yourself if you drink that too fast."

I looked over and saw someone sitting next to me. He looked about seventeen, and when I saw him, a vague ping! set off in my mind. I shrugged. "Whatever. Don't have much to lose." I lied.

The guy laughed slightly, playing with his beer bottle. "That's bullshit. But if you really think that, fine. Your life." He took a sip of his beer, then held out his hand to me. "John Andrews. You are?"

I shook his hand. "Logan Mitchell." I said, smiling. He smiled back.

"Hey, we both have two first names." He pointed out. I laughed.

**TWO DRINKS LATER**

"So, what are planning on doing about him?" John asked, slurring slightly.

"I'm not." I replied, holding in a burp.

"What?" John cried. "You gotta have a plan! Get revenge!"

I rolled my eyes. "How exactly would I do that?"

He smirked. "I can help you out."

I rolled my eyes. "I doubt he'll even notice. I'm not his type."

"How do you know?" He asked.

"Because he's dating someone and they're nothing like me." I shrugged.

"Boy or girl?"

"Boy."

"Hey, it's one step closer to being his type."

"That's the benefit I thought of!" I cried. We laughed.

-Kendall's POV-

"I can't believe you." James sighed.

"Shut up!" I hissed, my eyes locked on target. "…Are they flirting?" I asked incredulously.

"How am I supposed to know? I can't hear them." He groaned.

"I swear they're flirting." I said, twelve feet into my Panic Mode. If I lost Logan, I didn't know what I'd do. And I knew for sure that if he actually had someone in his life…

"Kendall. Stop freaking out." I felt a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off, watching intently.

Just then, the dude next to Logan slipped his hand beneath the bar. Logan blushed and laughed, pushing him off. I could see him mouth, "Get off, you perv!"

That did it.

"James, get Carlos. We're going home." I growled, standing up. I stalked over to them. "Hey, Logan!" I said in a pleasant voice, sitting on his other side. "We're getting ready to leave."

Logan's eyes widened. He glanced over at the other dude. With extremely little movement, they nodded at each other. He looked back at me, smiling. "Uh, really? So soon? I was having fun!"

"Yeah, we were, too. But we're pretty sure we saw some dude recognize us." I lied.

He looked panicked. "Oh, shit. Um, okay. Hold up a sec." He stood up from his chair and looked at the dude. "I am wicked sorry about this, John." He said.

"Don't worry about it, Loges." John protested calmly, smiling. He took out his wallet and plucked a card from it. He handed it to Logan. "It's my business card. Call, text, come by my place of work, whatever. I'm up twenty three hours a day."

Logan stared at the card for a second before looking up at John. "Johnny, that's not healthy."

I twitched. They had nicknames for each other. I was going to kill this guy…

John laughed. "If there was any one word to describe my life, it would either be fun," Logan laughed, "or unhealthy. Choose your favorite." He smirked at Logan.

Logan giggled. "Nice." He turned to me. "Alright! Let's go before Gustavo kills us!" The grin on his face said it all.

He was happy.

Drunk, but happy.

I nodded, faking a smile. I turned around to see James and Carlos standing there. I jumped slightly. "Jesus Christ, guys! Don't do that!" I yelled.

"You're drunk." James told me over the loud music. "And we need to go home." He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me towards the exit. Carlos and Logan were close behind us.

In the car, James sat next to me, Carlos was sitting on the opposite side, and Logan was sitting in an odd, secluded corner. He took out his phone and stared at it for a while.

-Logan's POV-

I stared at my phone. Should I get revenge or not?

Would it even be considered revenge?

I mean, it's not like Kendall had known that I had such extreme feelings for him. He didn't know that, by dating James, he was making me feel like I was in internal agony every day. It's not like he was in spite of me.

But I'm sure the look on his face will be priceless…

"Logan?"

I looked up at my friends. James and Carlos were discussing something deeply. No surprise there. But then my gaze landed on Kendall. He looked concerned.

"You okay? You look like you're contemplating something." He said.

"I'm not gonna lie to you, man." I sighed, glancing back at my phone. "I am."

"Well, what are you contemplating?" He asked.

I gulped. "Uh…" I coughed.

Sliding down a bit in my chair, I made a snap decision.

I smiled up at him, willing a blush. "I met someone."

Uh…

Well. Are you screaming yet? Are you in emotional pain yet? Sorry about that whole chapter. And they seem to be getting shorter… o.O

Kendall: … *stares at Logan* WHY?

Logan: Because I have a devious vixen side. *winks*

Kendall: *twitches*

Ooohh…it's getting hot and sweaty up in here. ;P

Carlos: Distopian Heart! Kendall! Intervention! Now!

James: It's for his own good!

No, no. Ssssshhh…Logan's teasing Kendall. This is a once-in-a-lifetime viewing chance. *eats popcorn*

James: Oh really? What if Carlos and I started making out in front of you?

Carlos: *secret longing glance*

…I would do the intervention next chapter.

James: *makes out with Carlos*

*eyes widen* *watches* *slowly eats popcorn* Rate, review, whatever…