Chapter 4

Author's Note: Hi everyone, I'm back! Sorry this took SO long, but I have 3 excuses for the lack of update xD

1. I have no idea what I'm writing

2. I finished my exams!

3. I worked for the entire week after exams were over :(

but I attempted to write a little for this story during the week, and yeah...this is all I can come up with... I stopped in the middle of their date? Cuz I ran out of ideas...

Disclaimer: Remember! I don't own Big Time Rush or anything that is related to the show or anything that is related to real life.

Ok, you can read now :)

James Diamond walks into his apartment, his body covered in mud. He slowly closes his front door behind him, and drags his tired body towards the bathroom, his eyes flaring with exasperation. He has no idea how he got into all that, how he ended up like this, and what he should do next. All he knows is that his fingers are itching to write, tingling even. Somehow, today's events cause him to shake with so many emotions, the ideas and words flying towards him like darts aiming at the bull's eye of a dart board.

He drops his stuff onto his bed, and grabs a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, and heads to the showers. He needs a nice warm bath right now, full of soap and bubbles and a lot of hot water. He quickly sheds his clothes and quickly washes his hair and body before filling his bathtub with hot water. He pours a decent amount of liquid soap into the steaming water, his eyes gleaming with glee as he watches the clear, circular bubbles form. He dips his hand into the water, testing the temperature before sinking his tan body into the warm bubbly haven.

"Ah, this feels so good, better than what happened today," James sighs, his hands pushing the bubbles around. He sighs at the warmth, his body relaxing from its tense state, and he closes his eyes as he relives his day.

"Camille, are you sure I don't need to prepare anything? You know, like get some flowers, or some chocolates or … or … I need to change a new set of clothes! I can't do this! Not right now!" James panics as he tries to pry his hand away from the girl.

"No, No, and NO! James, you asked me how I can help you and I thought of the solution! Now, you're only asking him out on a date, not marry him, so STOP PROTESTING AND ASK HIM!" Camille snaps back as she struggles to pull James into the coffee shop.

"But…but…but…"

"No more buts, James!"

"Camille!"

"James, stop resisting!"

"CAMILLE!"

"JAMES!

"CAMILLE!" James screams once again, grabbing the girl and shaking her to get her attention. The brunette girl closes her mouth as she looks at James, the strong grip of James' hands causing her body to tense up. James's hazel eyes pierce into Camille's dark brown ones before continuously darting his eyes towards their left, his teeth biting his lower lip. Camille slowly turns towards her left, her mouth falling open as she looks directly at a black, spiky haired man whose eyes are blown wide, and face perplex.

"Ah, Hi!" Camille says as she tries to smile warmly at the man holding onto a "Closed" sign. She tears James' hands off of her, and steers James into the coffee shop, while pushing the man at the door into the shop too. The door swiftly closes behind them, and Camille plops the "Closed" sign on the hanger, and flashes a bright smile.

"So who is Logan?" She asks, looking at the three men standing in front of her. When no one answers, she tugs James' sleeve and James points to the one Camille had pushed in earlier.

"So YOU are Logan," Camille smiles, her eyes studying the man. A corner of Logan's lips curve up into a nervous smile as he tries to figure out who this girl is, and why James is here with her. How many girlfriends does James have?

"Yeah, I'm Logan, and you are?" Logan asks, his own eyes studying the girl, and then peering at James, who looks down at the floor, his cheeks slowly tainting pink.

"I'm Camille, James' friend. Anyways, James has something to ask you," Camille replies, shoving James forward and whacking his arm to get James to look up.

"Ow, Camille, let's just go, I don't want to do this," James whines, his hand shooting up to smooth the pain.

"No James! You need to do this, now ask him."

"I – I can't!"

"Yes, you can!"

"No!"

"Fine then I'll ask him CHICKEN!"

"Ask me what James?" Logan interjects, curiosity getting to him.

"I – I…"

"James wants to ask you out on a date."

"Camille!"

"What? I already told you I'll ask him Chicken," Camille says crossing her arms as a triumphant smile spreads on her face. James bites his lower lip again, eyes flashing with fear. Logan blinks at them, mouth gaping like a fish.

"Yes!"

Six pairs of eyes turn towards the voice, staring at the timid girl who screamed out the word yes. The girl quickly jumps up and rushes to Logan's side and takes both Logan and James' hands, putting them together.

"Of course he will go on a date with you," Nicole smiles, eyes gleaming with excitement. James looks down at their linked hands, face flushing red again.

"What? Nicole!" Logan hiss, tugging his hand away from James.

"Logan, this is your chance!" Nicole whispers, nudging Logan towards James, and Logan frowns glaring at the girl as he stomps his feet slightly to remain in his original place.

"James, go on, ask him to the movies or something!" Camille whispers to James, also nudging the brunette towards the other, earning a frighten glance toss back at her.

Both girls push and shove, trying to move the two stilled men towards each other, and suddenly James bolts out the door for the second time today.

"Nicole, look what you did! You scared him off!" Logan cries, and runs off chasing after James.

"Well at least they are going out now," Camille and Nicole say in unison, staring at the door.

"If you can say that is going out girls," Kendall smirks, walking over with a couple cinnamon rolls, and Carlos following behind with a couple cups of coffee.

"Coffee and cinnamon rolls?" Carlos asks, and all four of them sit down at one of the tables, seemingly forgetting about Logan and James as they form a nice afternoon conversation.

Logan eventually finds James sitting in the gazebo where they first saw each other. James was sitting at the edge of the gazebo, his back leaning on the rails that surround the gazebo in a circle, his head hanging down while his hands run through his hair. On his lap is a small black laptop, and James is staring at it with confusion and frustration.

"James?" Logan breathes out, scare that his appearance will scare off the brunette. Not that he hasn't done that twice already, he doesn't really need a third time.

James looks up to see Logan staring back at him, and James panics, grabbing his stuff and standing up. He fumbles between making his appearance look stunning and trying to push his laptop back into his bag.

"James," Logan says as he reaches out to help the poor man hold his bag open enough to put the laptop in. James jumps a few feet, the laptop dropping from his hands when he felt Logan's touch. Logan swiftly grabs the laptop and snatching the bag, putting them together.

"T – thanks," James mumbles, reaching out for the bag.

"James, I – I…" Logan stutters, handing over the bag.

Silence falls between them as James waits for Logan to finish his sentence, and Logan continuing. When Logan doesn't seem like he will continue, James turns and starts to walk off.

"James wait! I – I… Can we start over? I know it's been really weird the whole day and I, and I…"

"I'm James," James says, turning around, and sticking out his hand.

Logan smiles, "I'm Logan, " reaching out and shaking the outstretched hand. They stand like that, not sure who should take the next step, until James' stomach starts to grumble.

"Ah, are you hungry? You wanna grab something to eat?" James asks, blushing at his embarrassing stomach.

"Sure."

"I know a place that has really good food."

"Okay, let's go there," Logan smiles, following after James towards their unknown destination.

Logan stumbles a bit when he realizes James is taking him to a restaurant to eat dinner. Sure, it is just a restaurant, but the fact that it is a fancy restaurant, in which men normally wear suits and women wear dresses kind of restaurant, Logan is shocked. Not to mention he is clad in a gray and white striped hoodie and faded blue jeans; increases his shock to nervousness. Logan raises up his hand in an attempt to tell James maybe they can go to a burger place or a simple hot dog stand, somewhere other than here, even though it's impolite to change someone else' date plan. Wait, is this a dinner date then? Because that is how Logan imagines a dinner date will be like, fancy and elegant, not casual and normal.

Before Logan can get his head wrap around what he wants at the moment, James has already ask a table for two, and Logan feels that he is being escort to their table and James is already pulling out a chair for him to settle down on. A good thing to this situation is that the menu is in English, something he can understand and not make a fool out of himself for not know what to order.

A waitress steers towards them and asks for their orders, and once the waitress left with a list of their food, James and Logan nervously open their mouths to start a conversation.

"So ah James,"

"The weather's quite nice don't you think?" James says as he stares at the clear sky, with rays of sunlight sparkling it with the colours red, orange, and yellow.

"Ah, it sure is," Logan replies looking at the bright rays of the sun. Logan fidgets around to continue another conversation, but the waitress comes to place their soup down for them and Logan waivers the attempt away, and focuses on his soup. That is until the waitress replaces his empty bowl with a salad that Logan once again attempts to start another conversation with James.

"So James what kind of job do you do?" Logan asks as he cuts into his salad.

"Um, I'm a scriptwriter, you know like write scripts for movies, tv shows, and such," James replies looking at Logan as he cuts into his salad too.

"That seems interesting, are you writing any scripts right now?"

"Yeah, I am, at least I'm trying to."

"Oh, that's nice."

"Yeah," James smiles, his gaze focusing on his salad, and once again the awkward silence creeps back up again. Should he ask Logan something back too?

"So Logan, you work at a coffee shop? You make great lattes by the way," James finally blurts out when they start to eat their entrees, the silence eating him silly.

"Actually, I own the coffee shop. 'Forever Love' is my dad's coffee shop and I took over when he died. I recruited my best friend Kendall, you know the blond one?, because he makes wicked cinnamon rolls, and Carlos is actually just a student from the university nearby," Logan rambles out, his voice unable to remain inside any longer.

"Oh, I'm sorry about your father, and um yeah the cinnamon rolls are great," James smiles, and then focuses on his food again.

And for the remaining of the dinner, they both choose to eat in silence. What else can they say?

"Thanks James that was a really nice dinner," Logan says as he walks out the door of the restaurant with James. Finally, dinner is over.

"Yeah, I had fun too," James replies, looking at the ground.

"Well, I better head home, long day, work early tomorrow and I'm tired, bye!" Logan says, rushing off. He tried and he failed, maybe James just isn't the one.

"Wait Logan, don't go yet," James calls, and Logan groans a bit as he turns around, forcing a smile on his face.

"Yeah James?"

"I, ah, that was really bad wasn't it?" James asks, scratching his head. Logan nods, giving a hesitating laugh.

"That was terrible."

"Yeah, I'm so sorry for that. I just… I haven't… This is my first ever date and I've never actually been on any dates with guys before, and honestly I've been a nervous wreck the entire night. No doubt that I am sexy and dashing and whatever it is that normally impresses a lot of people, but you are the first one that…I don't even know where I'm going with this,"

"So you're saying this is your first date…as in first of everything in a relationship?"

James nods.

"Wow that explains a lot."

"It does, doesn't it."

"Well then, you want to join me for a coffee?"

"I'll love to," James supplies, smiling that he is getting a second chance as follows Logan towards the coffee shop.

Logan opens the door to Forever Love, and turns the lights on. James occupies a seat in one of the booths and pulls out his laptop while Logan turns on the coffee machine and makes James a cup of his favourite latte, and a simple coffee for himself. Once he finishes making the drink, he walks over and settles down on a seat across from James.

"What are you typing on that laptop of yours? Secrets?" Logan jokes, passing the latte over.

"I'm actually trying to write that script I told you about during dinner, just words aren't coming to me," James replies, a frown forming on his face as his index finger jabs the backspace button.

"Well, what are you trying to write?" Logan asks, taking a sip of coffee before moving over to James' side of the booth. James moves over a bit to allow Logan to sit beside him, and Logan peers at the screen.

"A love story?" Logan quirks an eyebrow, looking at James. James nods.

"Why?"

"My manager thinks that a love story is an all time topic, and if I ace a love story for the producers and investors he's introduced me to, I'll hit it big time, and the Imaginary, that's our company name, will get more opportunities."

"But doesn't your manager know about your problem, um, lack of knowledge, I mean you know,"

"Yeah he does, well he didn't until today, but he knows now, and he said I have one month to get this thing done."

"A month?"

"Yup. A month," James breathes out, laying his head on the table.

"Well then, you need to get started," Logan smirks, closing his laptop. James jolts up as Logan takes his laptop and puts it into his bag, and stands up.

"Well, come on!" Logan laughs, strolling towards the door, flicking the coffee machine and the lights off the moment he walks by them. James quickly rushes to the door, just in time for Logan to close the door behind him, locking it.

"Where are we going?" James asks, falling in step with Logan.

"You'll see," Logan winks, speeding up his pace.

So yeah... this chapter is really bad. Terrible even, and I think the following ones will be too.

I also figured out as I wrote this chapter, that James and Logan's character is kind of switched lol.

And for Dora if you read this, sorry about the lack of kenlos here, I know you really enjoy reading them, but I couldn't think of how they can be included in here...lol

thanks again for all the reviews, alerts, and favs, and most importantly helping me out with this love concept :)

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