AN: Happy Wednesday! There were no reviews last time but thanks for reading. Here is chapter 10, there is a fight and a big plot twist for Elle. I hope you and enjoy and leave some feedback. My new upload day will be Wednesdays and depending on the feedback I will update next Wednesday or the following one. There's a big twist at the end and I hope you enjoy it!

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Ellesloveismydrug: I ship Elle with all three of them. Anything is better than Jett. #sorrynotsorry

LiveLaughLogan: Calling it right now, by the end of the tour one of the boys will be dating Elle.

AmandaGarcia27: That awkward moment when you're the fifth wheel in your own band. #LonelyKendall

These were just a few of the posts fans had made in the past day and a half about the videos of the guys and I messing around. They had reposted our snapchat videos and pictures saying who they shipped together. But what I found hilarious was a picture from the show that night. It was me, surrounded by the guys we were all laughing and Kendall was a few feet away looking pissed. He didn't seem to enjoy the hashtag "LonelyKendall" not that I would know though. It had been almost two days and he hadn't said a single word to me other than his apology the morning after the party. He would occasionally mumble an 'excuse me' if he needed to get by me on the bus. This was a welcome change from the constant bickering, I'd still catch him rolling his eyes at me but I'd take what I could get.

"Dude, I know you have a girlfriend but you look so lonely," Carlos said, showing Kendall his phone. "I mean that's just sad."

"I'm fine with being lonely while I'm on tour." He pushed Carlos's hand away from his face. "I have a girlfriend."

We were all sitting on the bus on our way to Denver. We were close to the city and I was ready to perform, the tour was going well and the fans liked my new music. Since the night of our party, the guys and I had been a little more friendly. James had his hand on my thigh and my legs were draped across his lap. That night had been all in good fun though and I was glad things weren't weird.

"I know but I'm just saying you should have fun."

Kendall dismissed this with a scoff and his tone was sarcastic. "The other night seemed so fun. I know I'm sad about missing the orgy maybe next time."

He had been looking at me when he said that and I rolled my eyes. I hadn't slept with any of them and he knew that he was just trying to get under my skin. In fact, I hadn't had sex with anyone since I ended things with Jett. The other night had been the farthest I had gone since then. We had all messed around because it was summer and we wanted to have fun. I didn't get what Kendall thought was so awful about this. It felt good to reclaim my body after what Jett had done. It was all harmless and even if I wasn't ready to be with someone again it felt like progress.

"Only in your dreams, Knight."

For the first time in two days, he didn't ignore me. "More like my nightmares."

"Whatever you say."

He stood up from the table and went to his bunk. But as he left I could see a faint blush, this made me uneasy. None of the guys knew that I had overheard their fight or that I had heard Kendall admit he thought I was hot. I was hoping it would never come up. Kendall certainly wasn't ugly anyone could see that. His eyes were a nice, bright, shade of green, I liked his hair and he was tall. But he was an asshole so his attractiveness was immediately ruined for me. The way he treated me was so ugly that nothing else would matter.

The second or third week of touring had always been my favorite. The jitters and nerves from the first week were gone but I wasn't burnt out yet it was a happy medium. The fans seemed to know the words to my songs because they sang Strange Love right along with me. The crowd was fairly interactive and there were a lot of signs being held up. As Kendall walked onto the stage, I took a moment to read a few. Most of them were for the guys but there was than occasional sign for me. A few even said who they shipped me with. Ellegan, which was Logan and me, seemed to be the most popular.

"Hey, Happy Birthday Macy!" I said as I read a sign asking for a birthday wish. "I hope this is the best one yet."

"Yeah Happy Birthday," Kendall said he waved to the crowd. "How's it going Denver?"

I pointed to the signs. "A lot of posters out there."

Kendall squinted and read a few, laughing at one that said Logan and Carlos was the hottest couple to ever exist.

"Does that one say 'Marry Me, Elle' ?" I asked as I looked out into the sea of people. "You should at least take me to dinner first."

Kendall snorted. "Or get her drunk, she's done way more without dinner. Just ask my friends."

My mouth fell open at his snide comment but I knew I couldn't call him out onstage. He knew I knew this because he had a grin on his face.

"Aw, you don't have any signs out there Kendall." I patted his back, pretending to console him. "Too bad, he's so lonely you guys."

The fans cheered as if to let him know he wasn't alone. Kendall rolled his eyes at me and casually leaned into the microphone.

"I'd rather be lonely then desperate for attention. But who knows maybe she'll put an actual music video out instead of the ones she's been making."

My face went hot and I frowned at him. Quickly, I blinked away the stinging that was in my eyes and I cleared my throat.

"Actually, how about we make a video tonight? Who wants me to film onstage for them?" I offered, trying not to show how hurt I was. "Come on someone give me a phone."

I walked to the edge of the stage and took a fan's phone when the music started. As Kendall and I performed 'A Night Like This' I filmed different parts of the stage and the audience. I made sure to smile as I sang into the camera, I even went over to the side of the stage and filmed the guys.

"Anything can happen on a night like this, on a night like this." I sang as Kendall took the phone from me. I posed for the camera and gave a fake laugh when all I wanted to do was hide. "Whoa, oh, oh. On a night like this."

I returned the fan's phone and went to stand near Kendall.

"See you guys in a bit!" He told them. "I hope that video is exciting enough for you all. I know there was no making out."

When Kendall and I gave each other a hug like we were supposed to I dug my fingernails into his back and I felt him flinch. I flashed him a sweet smile as he walked off stage, rolling his eyes. My set went by slowly after that and while I enjoyed myself all I wanted was to tear Kendall a new one. Thankfully, my act ended and I marched offstage. There was always a delay between my set ending and BTR's starting while the crew finished the stage. He was sitting on a couch, seemingly relaxed. I walked up to him and pushed him.

"What the hell was that?" I shouted. "What happened to silence and not being an asshole to me?"

He rolled his eyes he stood up, he was nearly a foot taller than me and I felt small. "Why were you such a bitch?"

"It was a stupid joke because that's what the fans had been posting about," I argued. "It's not like I made a joke about Jo or really insulted you."

"I still didn't appreciate it. Just because I don't fuck anything with a pulse doesn't mean I'm lonely."

I shoved him again. "And I didn't appreciate you implying that I was easy and that I fucked your friends in front of 20,000 people."

Kendall simply shrugged. "It's not like you aren't halfway there already. We've all seen the videos, I'm surprised there aren't more sex tapes of you."

"I can't stand you." I spat, giving him the finger. "Just leave me alone."

Normally, I watched the guys' set, but tonight I stayed locked in my dressing room. My body was still shaking with anger. Kendall had no right to embarrass me like that, I hadn't even really insulted him. We were supposed to be playful and friendly onstage and that's what I was doing. He was so immature and petty that it made me sick. There was a quick knock and Liz poked her head in.

"You're on in five. Are you okay?"

I shook my head. "No he's an asshole, you all saw that right?"

"Gustavo and I did and we're discussing the best way forward." She smiled sympathetically as I reattached my inner ear piece. "I think we should try making a list of jokes and interactions you're both okay with."

We were walking to the stage. "Let's just have a script, I'm sure he can handle that."

I took my microphone from a stagehand and Liz fixed my hair. "We'll talk about it, be nice out there."

"Only to Logan, James, and Carlos." I rolled my eyes. "Kendall doesn't deserve it."

She shook her head and I walked out onto the stage.

"You guys didn't think you could get rid of me that easily did you?" I asked, being greeted by cheers.

At least somebody liked me.

We sang our duets like we did every night. I avoided Kendall like he was the plague, death and poison rolled into one irritating package. The guys and I were friendly as we sang I Know You Know and Count on You. But I knew they could see I was going through the motions. My eyes were red from where I had teared up a bit. I didn't join them for Windows Down, but when they came off stage for a quick change and water break Carlos came up to me.

"Are you okay?" He asked tugging on his new jacket. "He was rude."

I crossed my arms and stuck out my bottom lip. "He's always rude."

We both looked over and Kendall rolled his eyes at me. When he came over he took one glimpse at me and snorted.

"Are you seriously pouting right now?" He laughed and pointed to where my eyes were red. "You're really crying? Grow up."

"Yeah, because you're an asshole."

He shook his head and pushed his blonde hair out of his face. "So are you. Get over it, people suck."

"Just you wait for it Kendall," I warned. "This isn't okay."

"Sure whatever you say."

Instead of responding I stuck my finger in the air and stormed off. He wasn't going to get away with treating me like this.

Waiting for the rest of the concert to be over was agonizing. And unfortunately for Kendall, it made my anger grow. I was fed up with his shitty double standards and judgments about me. He didn't know what happened to me, so he didn't get to be an ass about it. Furthermore, I hadn't done anything to deserve this treatment. When the show finally drew to a close I waited just long enough for them to not be attached to their microphones. When I heard their voices in the dressing room next to mine I opened the door with little regard for being polite.

They were all in various stages of changing but I didn't give a shit.

"Excuse me gentlemen, I need a moment alone with Kendick." I greeted, not breaking eye contact with Kendall.

Once we were alone and the door was shut he rolled his eyes.

"What the hell do you want from me?" He questioned. "Are you still pissed about earlier?"

I went to shove him and vaguely realized he was shirtless. He had more tattoos then I originally thought. "You bet your ass I'm still pissed. It was a stupid joke from a sign. But what did you do? You made me look like a slut in front of my fans for two things that don't affect you. What does it matter that I fooled around with your friends or that there's that tape from a while back?"

He didn't answer at first but glared down at me. "Because I'm tired of you constantly needing attention. It's pathetic and dragging down Big Time Rush's image."

"And what would your fans say if they knew that you were a sexist jerk to me all the time?" I shot back, pushing him. "Then what? They'd be disgusted with you and see that you're fake."

"I'm not fake, you are. You pretend to be this person who wants to fix her image but you're just a slut." He narrowed his eyes at me. "You hang all over my friends, make a scene wherever you go and make me look like the bad guy for calling you out on it. Frankly, I'm sick of it Elle."

My face grew hot as we shouted at each other. "And you know what I'm sick of Kendall?"

"This should be good." He scoffed, ever an adamant prick. "Enlighten me."

"I'm tired of your double standards! You know it's funny that you don't care that your friends fooled around with me, or make jokes about you being lonely. It doesn't bother you that they have sex. It's fine when they act nice on stage but when I do it? Well damn, apparently I'm a fake bitch. That double standard is disgusting." I shouted at him, jabbing my finger into his bare chest. "Just because you're some entitled white guy doesn't mean I have to live up to your standards."

Kendall simply crossed his arms and exhaled loudly. "They can make jokes because we're friends. You and I aren't friends."

"But we have to be onstage." I ran a hand through my hair. "Like it or not we're working together and have to look like we don't hate each other."

"Fine, you're not wrong." He admitted.

"So when I made that joke you shouldn't have been an asshole."

He laughed at this. "You're being dramatic."

"No, I'm not!" I tried to shove him but he stood tall. "How dare you say things like that about me? All the stuff you've said since the day we met has been degrading and embarrassing. And I've tried to ignore it but it makes me sick. What is it? Is it because I'm half black? Because I'm a girl or because I'm comfortable with sex and won't be slut-shamed? Why don't we get along?"

He paused and actually looked upset. "What? No, I'm not racist what the hell? We don't get along because I think you can be a real bitch. Everyone can see it."

"No, I'm not! I've been nothing but nice to you. You've been trouble since the day you walked into the room."

"I won't let you ruin this tour. We worked hard to get here and I won't let you ruin our fanbase."

"You're such a dick." I cried running a hand over my face. "I mean holy shit if you hate me so much just leave me alone. I can't stand you either but I don't go out of my way to be an ass."

"Shut up." He raised his voice, tugging at his hair. "Just stop talking!"

"Make me." I spat at him.

There was a pause and his breathing was heavy. He leaned over me and his green eyes burned with anger. My breath caught in the back of my throat when he grabbed me by the shoulders. His mouth crashed into mine roughly. I was caught off guard and his hands grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. Instinctually, I pushed up on my toes and kissed him back my nails clawed at his bare chest. His lips were soft and warm and he smelled like cigarette smoke, mint, and soap. It was oddly fitting and I sank into him. But then I shoved him away, wiping my mouth on the back of my hand. His eyes were wide and matched mine.

"What the fuck Kendall?" I breathed, staring up at him. My teeth were gritted and I shoved him once more. "Try that again, and I'll knock your teeth out."

His mouth fell open as he frantically looked at me. He ran his hand over his face and shook his head.

"Shit, I'm sorry." His voice was soft. "God sorry, s-sorry for that."

All I could do was stumble out the door, shutting it behind me. My head was spinning and my lips still buzzed from the kiss. That didn't just happen.

AN: They kissed! Did you see that coming? This could change their whole dynamic! I hope you enjoyed and please review! My new upload day is going to be Wednesdays I hope that is okay with you. Depending on the feedback I receive I will update next Wednesday or the following one. Thanks! See you soon!