Logan Mitchell Story: Chapter 4

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Mazuyakaya: This is all happening, before the band auditions and becomes famous, but the story will lead up to the auditions.

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Logan's POV

I approached Mr. Martian. Nervous as ever, but I'm sure everything will be fine right? I asked myself before he spoke.

He made me walk into his room, which was located on the first floor, incase any of us tried sneaking out of the house or just have those bad intentions, of doing something wrong.

He looked at me and sighed. "Logan, I'm not at all disappointed in you being gay. I've learned from my parents love is love. I accept you for who you are." He said as a smile formed on my face. "I only reacted the way I did, because you came out in front of everyone. It took me by surprise." He said and gave me a hug.

"Oh Logie, do you have a lucky guy?" He asked.

"I do, he's my friend Carlos." I said.

"Oh, the boy you always talk about, I should have seen this one coming." He said with a smirk.

The room became silent, until Mr. Martian spoke up. "Logie, have him come over for dinner tomorrow."

I froze, "Um…" I said trying to think of a lie.

"Logan if you don't invite the boy over for dinner then, I'll call him."

"Fine, I ask him when I see him later." Mr. Martian nodded.

"Be home by eleven." He said.

I nodded my head and called Carlos asking where he was. He told me he was at Kendall's house, like usual.

I walked over to his house. I saw a disappointed face as Kendall opened the door. I guess he was still mad at me for not wanting to talk about my past.

He still let me in. I gave him a half smile, and spoke up to erase the awkward tension between James, Kendall, and myself.

"Look, you are right, I do need to tell you why I'm at the group home. But if I tell you, then I don't think you'd ever talk to me again." I said sighing.

"We'd talk to you know matter what." Kendall said.

"Fine, I guess you'd like an explanation." I said as I was going to start off my story. "It all started the day I was born. My parents loved my twin brother and not me. I let the jealousy get a lot out of hand." I said as I begun telling the story. "Then I stole my parents car, robbed a store, set my house on fire, and the last thing I've done is…" I paused thinking if I should tell them how I tried killing my twin brother. "I tried killing my twin brother."

My friend all gave me shocked looks. "I knew this was a mistake, I'm sure you all hate me." I said, heading for the door.

Carlos, came running up to me. "Logan we don't hate you. Were just shocked with what you told us." He said giving me a hug, Kendall and James soon joined us in the hug.

We stopped hugging, "I can reassure you, living in the group home has changed me." I said.

They all smiled at me and nodded knowing that, I'm a changed person.

"Carlos," I whispered.

"Yeah," He said as we sat in the living room, waiting for dinner to come since the guys told me they had been waiting for the Chinese food they ordered to come.

"Mr. Martian, he's the owner of the group home wanted to know if you'd like to come over for dinner."

"I'd love too." Carlos said happily.

When Carlos agreed to come over for dinner it made me so nervous. I smiled faking my happiness. I was happy he was coming over but my nerves are getting the best of me.

After we ate dinner we played video games all night. I left at the time I was told to leave at and came home just in time for my curfew.

"Mr. Martian," I said walking into the house.

He was sitting in the living room reading a book awaiting my arrival.

"Carlos, will be coming over tomorrow for dinner." I said with a smile.

"Great, I expect you to make something we all will enjoy."

I sighed and nodded my head, doing what I was told.

"Well, I'm off to bed." I said, walking up the steps and into my room.

Pulling out something to wear. Since everyone was asleep I just changed by my bed. I then went into the bathroom, and washed up. I then went right to bed, getting an awful night of sleep. Thinking of tomorrow made me so nervous. I just hope knowbody says anything to embarrass me, which I know Parker and Dayton are going to do weather I tell them to or not.