"All right, Dogs, I've composed a small two month tour sampling of basic spots in the US starting next month," Gustavo greeted the boys entering the studio that morning.
"No," Kendall stated firmly.
"Your new single should be ready for debut by then," Gustavo continued ignoring the oft contradictory member.
"No," Kendall repeated.
"No, you don't want to perform the new song?"
"No, I'm not going on the tour."
"You are my dog and you will do what I say." After having Gustavo get in his face, Kendall dramatically wiped the spit off.
"No, I won't."
"Yes, you will. We have to keep BTR in the spotlight, in the media, IN the public eye. NOT doing THIS could be detrimental to your career. Do you want to ruin YOUR CAREER?"
"Let this be the end of BTR then. My mom comes first and you know that." Kendall stormed out of the studio with the other three following. "You know this tour isn't important."
"It's important to Gustavo," James said.
"Everything's important to Gustavo," Carlos remarked.
"He hasn't had a successful group in over ten years. He's just afraid of losing us," Logan pointed out.
"Guys," Kelly stepped out of the building over to where the boys stood near the bench. "Gustavo said to take the rest of the day off until everyone's had time to cool down." She put a hand on Kendall's shoulder. "I know your mother is important to you. Maybe you should talk to her about this."
"Ugh!" Jennifer exclaimed. She was only twelve weeks along. She remembered during her pregnancies with Kendall and Katie she was able to wear her regular blue jeans well into the second trimester. Heck, with Kendall, her first, she barely showed until she was in her sixth month. Women ballooned faster after the first pregnancy, but she thought this was ridiculous. Jennifer quickly tore off the unbuttonable blue jeans and put her sweats back on when she heard a commotion in the kitchen/living room.
"Back so soon?" She asked stepping into the room to find Carlos munching on the remains of a corndog. It still made her stomach turn but she was able to not lose it anymore. He quickly swallowed and then looked at Kendall.
Kendall gulped the water he'd been drinking and turned to his mom.
"Gustavo wants us to go on a small North American tour next month. I told him no."
"To say he was unhappy about that was the understatement of the year," Logan added. "'We have to keep BTR in the spotlight, in the media, IN the public eye. NOT doing THIS could be detrimental to your career. Do you want to ruin YOUR CAREER?!'" After finishing his Gustavo impression he rolled his eyes.
"Seriously, detrimental to my career?" Kendall joined in on the eye rolling.
"Honey, why did you tell him no?"
"Mom," Kendall draped an arm around Jennifer, "I need to be with you."
"Thanks, sweetie, but you don't need to do that. If Gustavo thinks this small tour is important than maybe you should go on it."
"But, Mom, you're—"
"Pregnant? Yes. Alone? No. Kendall, you're my son, not my husband. It is not your job to take care of me. At the very least I've got Katie."
"I can't just lea—"
"Katie!"
"She can't drive!"
"I can!"
"What if you—"
"Your girlfriends—Jo, Camille, Lucy—they all live here."
"She's right, Kendall," Logan butted in. "She'll have plenty of help here. Jo and Camille will definitely be in town next month and James, what about Lucy?"
"I think she's got something at the end—no, yes, she should be here for part of the month."
"I'm sure Jo and Camille would love to help out. Kendall, really, you have nothing to worry about," Logan said.
"I'll have to see what Alexa's doing, but if you can't reach them perhaps you can call on her," Carlos joined in.
"It's just because I care about you." He kissed his mom on the forehead.
"I know, Honey. I couldn't have asked for a better son." She kissed his forehead.
"Well, I'll call Gustavo and let him know I'm on for the tour," he sighed.
"It's really going to be okay."
"I know."
I don't really like that this so short, but anything I added just didn't feel right. So, this is it (not for the story, just the chapter).