I got some really posative reviews, so i've decided to change this from a one-shot to a multi- chapter story. tell me what you think! enjoy!
disclaimer: i do not own big time rush, or anything else you may reconize.
Chapter 2
I woke up the next morning, James had already taken over the bathroom, fixing his hair, which could take anywhere from one to three hours. I decided I wasn't going to change in my room, I really didn't want to be recorded again. I was so relived when Mrs. Knight yelled from the kitchen,
"Breakfast!"
I ran out of the room, grabbing a seat at the dining room table. Logan followed, sitting next to me.
"What's up?" Logan asked me.
I jumped a little, thinking it was James. "Oh, hey Logan." I responded.
"Is everything ok?" Logan asked me.
"Yea, why?" I said.
"You seem…nervous about something." Logan observed, "Did you get enough sleep?"
"Yea." I lied.
"Are you getting enough carbohydrates?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Carbohydrates are organic compounds with the general formula Cm(H2O)n, that is-"
"Never mind." I cut Logan off, I wasn't really in the mood to hear an in-depth analysis of what carbohydrates were.
"Ok," Logan said, "Are you getting enough liquids?"
"Um…yeah." I responded.
"Then what's wrong?" Logan said.
"Nothing's wrong." I said, keeping myself as calm as possible.
"Alright, whatever you say Carlos."
Just then, James walked in, sitting across from me.
"Morning Carlos, morning Logan." James said.
"Morning." Logan said.
"Morning." I said, not meeting his eyes.
Kendall was the last to reach the table, he looked like he was utterly and completely exhausted.
"Hey Kendall, what's up? You look like you're about to pass out." James said.
"Yea, I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night, probably because of all the fucking work Gustavo has been making us do lately." Kendall didn't care whether he swore or not, since Katie was at a sleepover at Jo's house, she had become fast friends with Jo's little sister, Melanie. Mrs. Knight came to the table, with four plates of pancakes and eggs.
"Thanks mom." Kendall said.
"Thanks Mrs. K." The rest of us said together.
"Are you guys gonna be ok here alone?" Mrs. Knight said.
"Yea, if you don't mind me asking, where are you going?" Logan asked.
"I'm going to get Katie from Jo's house, then I'm going to take her on a day trip to San Diego, we'll be back late."
"Oh ok." Kendall said.
"Have fun." I said.
"Ok then, bye." Mrs. Knight said, shutting the door behind her.
"We better hurry, we need to get to the studio by eight." Logan said, the current time being 7:30.
As if on cue, the phone rang.
"I got it." I said, jumping out of my seat grabbing the phone off the receiver. "Hello?" I said.
"Carlos?" Kelly's voice answered.
"Hey Kelly, we're on our way to the studio now." I told her, not wanting to anger Gustavo.
"Actually, Gustavo has a pretty bad cold, so you don't need to come in today." Kelly said.
"Oh, ok, thanks." I said and hung up.
"Who was that?" Kendall asked.
"Kelly said Gustavo has a pretty bad cold, so we don't have to come in today."
"Sweet! A day off!" James said.
"What should we do?" Logan asked.
"I don't know about you three," Kendall said, "But i'm going back to sleep." He put his dish in the sink and went into the room he and Logan shared.
"Why don't the three of us play some video games?" James suggested.
"Sure, why not?" Logan said, looking at me.
"Sure." I said, I really didn't want to be around James right now, but I couldn't just say no, could I?
"Hold on, I'm gonna go finish my hair, and I'll be right back." James said, then headed for our room.
"Carlos there's no denying it, I know something is up." Logan said, once he was sure James was out of earshot.
"I told you once, and I'll tell you again nothing is wrong!" I said, before sitting on the couch, putting my head in my hands. This was just creeping me out so much.
I felt someone sit down next to me and put there arm around me, Logan.
"Please Carlos, tell me what's wrong, is it James?" Wow, he was good.
I nodded my head.
"What happened with James?" Logan asked.
I put my head up and looked at Logan, a mix between concern and confusion was plastered across his face.
"Well," I started, "You know how James always sleeps with his ipod on?"
"Yea?" Logan said, confused of where the conversation was heading.
"I have never heard of someone who did that before, so I asked him."
"What did he say?" Logan said.
"He just said he didn't know, but you know me, I had to know what he was listening to, so last night I
looked at his ipod when he was asleep."
"Yea, what was he listening to?"
"That's not the point, it was what was on his ipod."
"What was on his ipod?"
So I told Logan about the video and the pictures. When I did, Logan just sat there, his mouth hanging open.
"Did you just say what I thought you said?" Logan asked.
"Most likely."
All I could do was put my head back in my head and think, "What do I do now?"