Thank you to all of you who have reviewed, I know I say this like every time or something, but it really does mean a lot to me :) I said it's getting close to an ending, and it is, but the last few chapters seem to turn out to be quite long :)
And apparently some of you are getting your wishes ;)
btrfreak: I will make Katie's 18th birthday come up, as for the sex scene... Well, you'll have to read and see.
TeamBTR44: Thank you so much! You have no idea how happy hearing that made me :)
Yeah, that's basically it :) Oh, and I've gotten sick now, so I might not go to school tomorrow, and if I don't the next chapeter might come up within the next few days :) MIGHT
Anyways, enjoy :)
Sixteen months later
3rd person POV
Waking up that morning, Katie was all alone in bed, causing her to get a light panic attack. She never woke up without Logan next to her, or at least in the room. Never. And to make it even better today was her birthday, her 18th birthday to be precise.
She hated herself right then for being so needy. She was probably just overreacting. Logan was a sweet and romantic guy, he was probably just in the kitchen making her breakfast for her to eat in bed. Yeah, that had to be it, she told herself trying to calm down.
Shortly after, Logan entered the room with a big smile on his face.
"Hey baby girl," he said cheerfully and almost jumped on her giving her a seriously passionate kiss, almost topping all the countless kisses they'd shared over the past year and a half. Which was saying a lot, as they had a thing with sharing insanely passionate kisses.
"I was starting to get a little worried when you weren't in the spot next to me," Katie told him softly, embracing him like she was afraid he would disappear.
"I would never leave you. Especially not in the morning nor on your eighteenth birthday," he assured her. Logan flashed a secretive smile before reaching into the back pocket of his jeans, pulling out a tiny box. It didn't take a genius to figure there was at least a 95 percent probability the box held some sort of jewelry. The box was rectangular and rather flat, so Katie's guess was that it held a bracelet.
"It's not that much, and not nearly all of your present, but it's a start," Logan said sweetly, almost as if he felt insecure about the gift, as if it would be way too little. Katie opened the box and let her jaw nearly fall to the floor.
Inside was a beautiful golden bracelet looking like leaves and branches snaking gently across the velvet fabric on the inside of the box. Half of the leaves were made out of gold and the other half of various colored gemstones.
"Oh my god," she whispered stunned and let a few tears of joy escape her eyes, "it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, Logan. I love it. Thank you so much!" As the last word escaped her lips, she crashed her lips against Logan's. Things quickly got heated, and shirts where pulled off before they both realized it wasn't even noon and Katie had not yet had her breakfast. This, as much as they both wanted it right then and there, could wait for later, right now Katie needed to eat breakfast. And given by the growl of Logan's stomach, he could use some as well.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Logan said, grabbing a hold of his girlfriend's hand as they started heading for the bedroom door together, "I made you breakfast. Your favorite omelet."
Katie beamed at her boyfriend. "With ham, bacon, cheese, tomatoes and olives?" she asked cheerfully, earning her an eager nod in return. "Even all the spices?" Logan nodded eagerly still. "Why are you so perfect?" Katie asked cheerfully.
She was obviously happy with her boyfriend, and honestly it was more of a rhetorical question than anything, which Logan of course knew, and was flattered by. Katie had a weird way of complementing people sometimes, but having known each other for this long they knew each other in and out. Especially after sharing a room for a little over a year.
Katie sat down at the kitchen table and dug it, as did Logan. The way the food tasted was insane. Logan was a pretty good chef actually so his food was always delicious, especially the breakfasts he cooked up. Add hungry to that and you will be in pure bliss as the warm and oh-so-delicious food slides down your throat.
"Mmmmm," Katie lightly moaned, "Logan, this is so good! You have really out done yourself this time."
A faint blush crept on to Logan's cheeks, and he muttered a truly flattered "thank you."
After a short silence due to them both enjoying their food way too much to be able to talk, Katie said; "I'm actually surprised the others haven't stormed out of bed of the heavenly smell of breakfast."
"I think Carlos spent the night at Stephanie's, and Kendall and James… Well, I don't really think you want to hear my theory."
"Ugh," Katie said shuddering at the thought, she knew all too well what that meant, "too bad I think I already know what you where implying."
Logan chuckled lightly, not wanting to think about it either. The fact that two of his best friends were bi-sexual was okay, but still… yeah, you get the idea.
Just as Katie was about to ask where her mom was, Jennifer Knight came out of her bedroom dressed in a fluffy bathrobe and a towel twisted around her wet hair. "Happy birthday, sweetie," Jennifer beamed at her daughter and gave her a tight hug.
"Oh, my baby's all grown up now, officially."
There was no point in denying it, Katie had been an adult mentally for a while now, but now she was legally an adult.
"Thanks mom," Katie said, happily returning the hug before they pulled away and Jennifer dug in to her share of the breakfast while Katie headed for the shower. It might just be a Saturday, but there was going to be a huge party later on. Besides, it was her eighteenth birthday and she wanted to look her best. That and she had to drive over to the managing company where she now had been promoted to full time manager for Dak Zevon.
She had long since gotten over her obsessive crush on him and had no problem with staying professional. So much in fact, that she had already marked herself as a first class manager, even though she only really had time for Dak, and barley that in addition to school. Katie and Dak just needed to look over a contract and then Katie would finally be free for the rest of the day. Katie was already excited for her party, she had a feeling it would be great. She knew there would be several live performances and a bunch of celebrities and her closest friends would be there.
"Hey, Jen," Logan said quickly as the apartment was emptied apart from the two of them, "can I talk to you for a second?"
"Yeah sure, Logan. What's up?" she asked with a mix of cheerfulness and worry to her voice. On one hand, Jen was happy to help the boy with whatever it was that was bothering him and on the other hand she loved him like her own son and wouldn't want anything to happen to him.
"You know how Katie and I have been dating for a while?" Jen simply nodded, slightly confused, but figured Logan would get to the point soon so she didn't interrupt the boy. "I was just thinking…"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATIE!" Dak screamed at her once he entered the management office and flung his arms around her, although they might stay professional most of the time, they had still become friends, and an eighteenth birthday was a big deal.
"Thanks, Dak," Katie laughed and willingly returned the hug. "You still dating that Big Time rush fella, Logan was it?" he asked curiously. Dak and I hardly ever talked about my private life, but I had mention Logan to him a while ago.
"Yup," I beamed and pulled away from him.
"How long have you been together now?"
"Two years or so," I said smiling, I couldn't really believe it was that long. It still felt as if we'd just gotten together and at the same time it felt like we had been together forever.
"Well then I guess we should try and keep this as short as possible, wouldn't want to keep you away from your man on this special day," Dak said. And he kept his word. We were in the office for about thirty minutes before we finished and Dak promised once again to come to my birthday party.
As I got home I went straight to mine and Logan's room to get ready for my party. I put on a strapless navy blue dress. It was kind of tight, but had a more loosely fitted fabric, chiffon I think, over the left hip and bust, giving it a little more volume and a waistband decorated with black rhinestones. I pulled my hair up in a stylishly messy do and put on subtle natural looking make up. Well, apart from the sparkly light pink lip-gloss. That didn't exactly look natural, but it still looked good and I knew Logan loved about as much as I did, which considering I intended on kissing him a couple of million times during the party, was a good thing. Finally I pulled on a pair of plain black heels.
When I was done, the guys where all dressed and ready to go. They where all dressed in colored suit-shirts, jeans and dress shoes. Logan's shirt was a deep red, which looked really good on him, not just because of the color that suited him a little too well, but also because it showed that he had a little bit of muscles underneath it. Not as much as I knew he had, but still enough to make most girls drool over him.
James was dressed in his favorite slightly worn blue jeans and a more classic white shirt, which also showed off his muscles nicely. I still thought Logan looked better, but Kendall seemed to think differently. That was a good thing.
I laughed to myself as I realized that Kendall and I easily could have fallen for the same band member. That would have been awkward. Kendall was dressed in a sky blue shirt and had pulled his hair away from his face, making him look a little more attractive and grown up than usual. And finally Carlos was dressed in a black shirt and blue jeans that fit him just right. He looked really good. Actually they all did.
"Hey, baby," Logan said cheerfully and came over to me, quickly pecking my lips. "You look amazing," he added.
"You really do," the others agreed. We chatted for a little bit, waiting for Stephanie to join us and then headed for the limousine once she arrived.
As we arrived at the club the guys had rented for me, Kendall and James disappeared in the crowd, making me a bit suspicious that they weren't going to be seen in a while, Carlos and Stephanie headed for the dance floor while Logan and I headed for the bar. Obviously I couldn't drink anything with alcohol in it as that wasn't legal yet and clubs didn't serve underagers, and I had a party to host anyways. But, they did have some insanely good non-alcoholic drinks.
"Two virgin Strawberry Daiquiris," Logan said to the bartender.
"You don't have to drink non-alcoholic just because I do," I told Logan as the bartender disappeared to make the drinks.
"I know, but I'd like to stay sober so I'll definitely remember this night. Besides, I prefer the non-alcoholic Daiquiri."
"Don't like Daiquiri then?"
"Nah, not really. I can drink vodka and that stuff, but it's just something about the taste of that particular liquor… I just don't like it."
"I get it, I don't really like it either," I said and just then the bartender arrived with our drinks.
"Thanks," I said. Logan reached for the wallet in his back pocket, but the bartender stopped him.
"No need. All drinks are on the house for the birthday girl," he said cheerfully. I was just about to ask him how he knew that, when I recalled that the boys had managed to set up a few huge posters of me here and there. Luckily it was done in a way that didn't make me look like a total self-absorbed brat.
Having finished our drinks and greeted a bunch of my friends, it was time for me to go on stage and really kick off the party. From the stage I could see several girls approaching Logan with their bed-faces on, as in wanting to get in his pants, but they all left shortly after, looking disappointed. I liked what I saw, seemed like he was blowing them off.
"Whaddup everybody?" I screamed from the stage, making the crowd cheer. "I just wanna thank all of you for showing up, willing to make this the best birthday party EVER! And yeah, party hard!"
The crowd went nuts and the music started again as I headed off the stage.
"Care to dance?" Logan asked, in an exaggerated polite way, reaching a hand out for me to take.
"Of course," I said faking a British accent.
The rest of the party was just a blur of dances, laughing hard and running to the bar for a few drinks. I had a great time, as did it seem that everybody else had.
"I love you so much, Logan," I whispered to Logan as we collapsed on our bed after way too much dancing at the party. By then it was almost four AM. That's what happens when the guys of Big Time Rush throw a party.
"I had a great time today," I told him, cupping his face with one of my hands.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said, "but I think I can make it even better."
Those words sparked up an insane amount of lust in me. I had completely forgotten that today was the first day we were both legal. I almost expected him to use the opportunity to undress me, but instead he crawled out of bed and came over to my side of the bed, holding on to my hand.
"I love you so much. I never thought I'd ever love somebody this much, and I'd like to promise you that'd we will be together forever, but I have no guarantee that we will. So if I'll be realistic, I just can't imagine the day I won't love you," he said sweetly and pulled out something from his back pocket and stood on one knee. My heart started racing like never before. He wasn't going to do what it looked like, right? "Katherine Marie Knight, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?" he asked and pulled the box open, revealing the most beautiful ring I had ever seen.
It was a silver ring with two blood red rubies on both sides of a huge heart shaped diamond in the middle. I had mentioned how I wanted something not quite as traditional if I was ever proposed to, as we watched a romantic movie once.
Tears of pure joy were falling from my eyes now, and Logan looked more nervous that ever before.
"Yes! Yes of course I will!" I exclaimed cheerfully and flung my arms around his neck before I started pampering him with kisses.
Logan pushed me back on the bed, pinning me down between the mattress and him. His lips never left mine and his tongue wasn't slow to ask for entrance, which I willingly gave him.
Logan's hands roamed all over the sides of my body before he snuck them up under my dress and quickly pulled it over my head. His eyes were now almost black with lust, his hands working fast and with precision.
His lips only left mine to let the fabric of my dress pass between us. He let out a barley audible moan at the sight of my half naked body, making lust spark through my own body. As his lips crashed onto mine after letting my dress pass between us, the kisses where a lot hungrier, almost animalistic, purely driven by lust.
I noticed the growing bulge in his pants and sped up my own work with unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off of his shoulders. Logan willingly helped and I moved on to unbuttoning his jeans. I couldn't help but to let out a little moan at the sight of him in just his boxers. Although I had seen him like that a million times, this was different.
I ran my hands along his chest, gently scraping my nails over his pecs and abs. "Mmmmmm," he moaned and instinctively bucked his hips against mine. The friction he caused felt so good, making me moan as well.
"You like that?" I asked my voice clouded with lust.
"God, yes," he muttered into my ear, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine, kicking in another gear as he reached for the hem of my bra. I lifted my upper body from the mattress, allowing him access to take off my bra. Logan liked his lips as he saw my breasts fully exposed, and placed his lips on my chest, kissing his way down to one of my nipples, gently sucking it and playing it with his tongue while massaging the other one. Deeming the massage done, his hand left my boob and moved on to the hem of my panties. Unable to remove them with one hand, he brushed his lips all over my stomach and removed them from my hips with his teeth. His hands took over and pushed my panties all the way off, while he kept his lips at the level of my crotch. I spread my legs a little, giving him full access, which he put to good use.
He started kissing my center and quickly put his tongue into the mix. "Ahhhhh," I moaned and arched my back. Logan changed his pace and pressure a couple of times, making the pleasure for me more intense than anything I had ever experienced before. My legs where shaking as I realized I was getting closer to the edge. "I'm gonna cum."
Logan didn't say anything, he just sped up his pace and pressure, making me cum all over his throat and chin. He puled his hand up to wipe it off his face and throat, and then licked it all off his hands while I watched. Meanwhile I put my hands to work and started palming him through his boxers, earning me a low moan from him. I did that for a little while, before pulling his boxers off, his fully hardened cock wobbling out of the thin material. The sight of his erection in front of me, sparked up even more lust within me, making me unconsciously lick my lips.
I started kissing him from the edge of his jaw line, down to his collarbones leaving a few hickeys there. I knew his collarbones were a soft spot, which made him moan in pleasure almost immediately after my lips touched them. I continued my travel downwards, kissing every inch of his chest and abs, until my lips finally found his cock. He threw his head back as I began to run my tongue along his length.
"Oh god, Katie… So. Good."
"Mmmm," I muttered in reply. The vibration was obviously feeling amazing. I continued to bob my head up and down. Logan was very clearly enjoying my every move. "Katie, I'm getting close," he said, finishing with a moan. I pulled off of him, making him pout.
"Why'd you stop?"
"I want you to cum inside me," I said, knowing my entire attitude was oozing of lust. Logan practically threw himself at me right then and there. He was getting me ready for him, when I pushed him away.
"Protection," I muttered, not really wanting to break contact with him. But I really did not want to get pregnant either.
He reached over to the drawer of his nightstand and fished out a selection of condoms. I picked one of the ones with small bumps on it, knowing it was supposed to give more pleasure. Logan reached for the one I had selected, but I pulled it out of his reach.
"Let me," I said seductively. He didn't protest at that. Logan then crashed his lips to mine again as I had put the condom on him.
"How do you know this much? How can you touch me in ways no girl with a lot more experience has ever done?" he panted in between kisses, getting us back on track. He grinded his hips against mine, making me moan out in pleasure. Again.
"Sex-ed and instinct I guess. Besides, this isn't my first time. That and I might be guilty of accidentally seeing some of the porn my brother has on his computer." I didn't care to explain too much about it right now, and Logan didn't push for any more info.
He removed one of his hands from my hips and slid it down to my entrance, pushing a finger in, readying me for what was to come. Then he slid another finger in, making me flinch slightly at the gentle pain. I quickly got used to it though, and thought he would pull out, but instead he thrust a third finger in. My eyes widened in shock. I hadn't really noticed he was that big.
"You ready?" he finally asked, obviously not wanting to hurt me or push me into doing things before I was ready.
"Yes, Logan. Take me now and fuck me hard," I cried, apparently turning him on even more. I could see his length twitch, aching for a release of the pressure building up inside him. His lips found my throat as he gently slid inside me. It was a mix of pain and pleasure feeling him inside me, but the pain quickly disappeared.
"M-move," I told him after he stayed still for a little while and he began to thrust his hips against me. My fingers found their way to his hair, gently pulling at it and running my fingers through it.
"Ahhhhh," I moaned as he slid all the way inside me, finding my sweet spot. "Do that again."
"You like that, huh?"
"God yes, Logan! Feels so good!"
He kept a steady pace all the way, but soon, that wasn't enough for me. "Faster. Please," I panted. But instead he turned his pace down, making it unbearably slow. "Logan, please," I complained. He looked back up at me, a wild smile on his face. "Tell me what you want, baby."
"Faster. Go faster, please," there was despair in my voice now. "Fuck me hard and fast, right now," I demanded.
"I like it when you talk dirty," he said and sped up his pace. It was like he didn't care anymore if he hurt me. There was an animalistic air to him as he thrust as hard and quickly as he could. I could feel my orgasm start to build up in the pit of my stomach.
"Nghh," I moaned, "I'm getting close." My legs where shaking and I could feel Logan's lower abs clench. He was getting close too.
Logan continued to shower my neck and upper chest with kisses. "Then cum for me, baby," he said thrusting hard and fast at my g-spot. It wasn't long before he tipped me over the edge. The feeling of my walls clasping around his length was obviously it for him as he came too, moaning out my name as he did. We rode out our orgasms before he collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily. He then finally pulled out of me after gaining the strength to hold him up.
"That," he breathed, "was amazing."
"I agree," I breathed and curled up against his chest, none of us bothering to put on clothes. "I'm already looking forward to our honeymoon," I added in a whisper.
"You have an insane ability to make my mind really dirty," he told me and kissed my forehead.
"Well, you better get used to it then, 'cause I'm not planning on leaving you in a long time."
The next morning I was smiling brighter than I can ever recall doing. Kendall arched an eyebrow at me as I entered the living room area.
"Was it that good?" he asked teasingly.
"That too, but I'm mostly happy because of this," I said and held up my left hand to show my brother the ring.
"Oh my god! My baby sister is engaged!" Kendall exclaimed cheerfully, making a coarse of 'what's chime through the apartment and shortly after, Carlos, James and my mom was in the living room too. All of them chatted on about how happy they where for us and how gorgeous the ring was.
"I can't believe my baby girl is getting married," mom said with tears of joy in her eyes, "I couldn't be more happy about the boy you'll be marrying though. You two are perfect for each other."
"Aww, thank you mom," I smiled and gave her a tight hug.
"Speaking of, where is Logan?"
"Still sleeping."
As if on cue, Logan joined us in the living room.
"What's going on?" he asked suspiciously and kissed my forehead and snaked his arms around me.
"Katie told us you two are engaged," mom said cheerfully. "Of course I knew you where planning on it already, but I honestly didn't think you'd ask this soon, but I'm happy for you," she said.
"Wait, you knew?"
"Yeah, didn't Logan tell you he asked for my permission to marry you yesterday?"
"Uh, no. He didn't."
"Sorry, I was going to tell you but, uh, other things came up," there was a spark in his eye that told me exactly what that meant. He was a bit distracted after he proposed to me last night. Given by the looks the boys exchanged, I would say they knew what that meant as well. My mom, luckily, looked to be completely unaware of last night's activities.
The others then headed off to do their own things. The other guys where headed for the pool, and then going shopping with Stephanie and some of her friends from set, and mom was going out for a meeting with the boy's manager and some producers and stuff that went with being a stage mom. Although all of the guys were legal adults now, mom still worked as a sort of second manager.
Point is, that left Logan and me alone in the apartment. Logan decided to use this opportunity to talk about how he had asked my mom permission to marry me the day before.
As Katie had headed for her meeting with Dak, and Kendall, Carlos and James where out on dates, Logan had decided to use the chance to ask Jennifer to talk.
"Yeah sure, Logan. What's up?"
"You know how Katie and I have been dating for a while?" Jen had nodded, and Logan continued, "I was just thinking… Katie has made me so insanely happy over the past two years; I just don't want to let go of her. I really want to be able to really call her mine. Now I know I'm supposed to ask the father this, but… Well, all I'm wondering is; can I have your permission to marry her?"
Jen's jaw fell to the floor, before it quickly turned into a wide grin. "Do you really want to marry her, Logan?" she asked cheerfully. "Do you really love her that much?"
"Yes, I do. I never ever thought I would love somebody this much. You know all those love songs? Well, they don't even begin to describe how much I love her. I can't imagine the day I won't love her and there is nothing I want more than to call her my wife."
Jennifer suddenly turned more serious. "But don't you think you two are a little too young to get married?"
"We don't have to get married right away, besides I'm 21 and she's 18 and we're both mature. And I've known her since she was born, lived under the same roof as her for almost eight years, dated her for two years and shared a room with her for a year and a half. We know each other pretty well. And statistics say that marriages started while the couple are in their twenties are the ones most likely to last for a lifetime."
"I know you two are a great couple, and honestly, there is no one I would rather see my baby girl marry than you, Logan. So yes, you have my permission."
Logan pulled her into a hug and thanked her with all his heart.
"My mom actually said all that?" I asked surprised.
Wow, I didn't know she was that happy about our relationship. Or, well I kind of did. But still, I was a little bit surprised.
"Yup, she did. She really doesn't seem to mind the idea of us getting married," he said. I leaned into his chest and started playing with his shirt about an inch below his collarbone.
"You know… We have the whole apartment to ourselves," I said suggestively.
"And what do you suppose we do with that?"
"Well, last time I checked," I lowered my voice and whispered in his ear, "you did have a drawer full of condoms." I ran my hand down his stomach down to his crotch where I left it and started palming him through his jeans.
"Okay," he squeaked, "bedroom it is then." Logan pulled me towards our bedroom and crashed his lips to mine, having barley closed and locked the door behind him.
Sorry if that was a little too pervy for your taste, but it seemed to be the right direction to go, and sorry if that sex scene was a little bad. This is the first time I've ever written anything like this, so yeah. Might not be quite as good as I'd like it to be :/
Well, let me know what you think :)