AN: Happy Wednesday! Thanks for the feedback on the last chapter, I'm grateful. I enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope you enjoy reading it. This update follows the gang on the 4th of July. It's sweet and we see Elle's history. We're coming up on my favorite part of this fic. Let me know what you think. Thanks!

The Sunshine State had been good to us so far. Last night we had been in Jacksonville for a concert, we were in Miami for today's festival, and then it was back on the bus for the four-hour drive up to Orlando for tomorrow's awards. I didn't mind being so busy though, when I had been in hiding after the Jett incident I wished I had something to do. And being at the beach didn't hurt either. Especially with Kendall by my side. It had been about a week since we fooled around. We still hadn't had sex and he was fine with this, I was grateful.

"You know I think all concerts should be on the beach," Carlos said as we lounged on towels in the sand. "Seriously we should negotiate it in our contract."

James propped himself up on his elbows. "Agreed, this is the life."

"Gustavo hates the beach, why do you think he's in the pool?" Logan pointed out and jerked his thumb towards our cabana. "He'd never go for it."

I threw my sunglasses at him. "Don't be a buzzkill, Loge. Besides, we'd miss huge chunks of the country, not to mention the world. And everything's going to be underwater in a few years once the ice caps melt."

Kendall was laying on his stomach and rested his chin on my leg. "Now who's the buzzkill?"

"That was practical, not a buzzkill." I yawned and stretched out in the sun. "Anyways, we'd always have sand in our hair. That sounds awful."

No one responded but Kendall traced circles on my skin. The sun was warm and I was comfortable enough to doze off a bit. Sadly, Liz's voice jolted me awake.

"I hate to break up the party but you all have a performance and interview with MTV in 20 minutes."

All of us groaned and brushed the sand off our bodies. The way the day was going to work was that we would give a small performance and interview and then a few hours later we'd play the mainstage. But then we were free. I was looking forward to premiering my new songs and it was my favorite day of the year. So I couldn't find anything to be upset about.

"I resent the fact I have to start getting ready a whole 10 minutes before you guys," I said a few moments later as I slouched in the makeup chair. "Seriously if I were a dude it would be so much faster to get ready."

"You look a hundred times better than we do though. Logan's already sunburned."

I craned my neck and snickered at Logan who was pink. "You'd never last in Arizona."

"And you'd freeze to death in Minnesota." His tone was grouchy and he winced as he rubbed sunscreen on his cheeks.

"That's fine by me, I happen to like winter. I never get to experience it." I hopped out of the chair and looked at my phone. "See, all you guys had to do was change and brush your hair. I had to get my whole face done and my hair."

James looked up from the mirror. "We can't all be perfect like I am."

"That was so funny I forgot to laugh," I said dryly as I stepped out from where I had been changing. "Let's do this."

Kelly herded us to the smaller stage we would be playing. Although, calling it the smaller stage was a bit of a lie. The crowd was the size of a small theatre. For once, the guys went first. They performed there first new single Live It Up which was a party song. Carlos took the lead for most of it and I was proud of him. They launched into Hard To Get and played it up for the cameras which were filming the whole day.

Kendall stood as the edge of the stage to reach out to the fans. He had a large smile plastered on his face when he nodded at me. "You'll never see her break a sweat because she knows she's hard to get."

The fans seemed to like both songs and I was happy for them. They had been working really hard to win over a mature audience and it seemed to be working. There wasn't much time to congratulate them because I had to go out. But Kendall caught me as I passed.

"Good luck."

I glanced over my shoulder and gave him a wave as I walked out. The crowd was energized and I saw a few signs with my name on them which made my heart warm. This job never got old and neither did the rush I felt when getting ready to perform a new song. But first, I sang Party in the USA which was an old classic. It had always been well received and I was proud of that. But I was even more excited to perform my new song. It may as well been named after Kendall. The references were plain as day. The only people who had heard it so far were Gustavo and Liz.

"Never said yes to the right guy and when it comes to you I'm never good enough. When I don't care I can play them like a Ken doll." I saw Kendall shake his head, the whole point was that it sounded like his name. "You make me so nervous that I just can't hold your hand."

The song had an acoustic guitar in it that I really liked. So I danced a bit and looked out at the crowd, my smile was wide everything felt perfect. The fans swayed their arms to the beat as I belted the chorus. The next line was probably my favorite. I angled myself so I was looking at Kendall and his friends.

"I never break a sweat for the other guys. But when it comes to you I get paralyzed."

Something I had always loved was dropping hints in my songs. 'Never break a sweat' was a line in their new song and when I sang 'paralyzed' I used the same melody as their song with the same name. They all noticed and shoved Kendall teasingly, he covered his face with his hand and his smile was warm. I held out a long note in the bridge of the song and the fans cheered. But there was a whoop from the side of the stage. When I looked over Kendall was clapping and I laughed a bit. I circled back to the last chorus. It was just me and the guitar, it was the best part. Kendall was at the side of the stage and gave me a thumbs up.

"You make me glow but I cover up and won't let it show." My face was warm and a blushed crept into my cheeks "I'm putting my defenses up, I don't want to fall in love. If I ever did that I think I'd have a heart attack."

I took my bow and ran off the stage so the next person could perform. BTR, Liz and other artists all congratulated me as I unhooked my inner ear piece.

"Guess who put out another hit?" Gustavo asked sarcastically. "Not that I'm surprised."

"You helped produce it, some of the credits yours." I was still a bit starstruck to be working with Gustavo. "But only some."

He snorted at this. "Dogs, you and Elle have interviews. Don't be late."

The festival had an interview area set up for us near a pool. We all settled on stools and I fanned myself as we sat in the sun. The first two interviews were short and sweet for a local radio station and a magazine. The MTV one was most important as it would give us the most exposure. The interview was cheerful as she spoke into the camera.

"I'm Abbey Terrell and you're watching MTV. I'm coming to you live from the Fourth of July Festival in Miami and I'm joined by none other than Elle Harper and Big Time Rush! Happy Fourth everyone. How are you guys today?"

"Hey, same to you." I greeted. "I'm great it's my favorite holiday."

"Thanks for having us."

Abbey asked us the standard questions about how the tour was going so far and how our albums were coming along. At this point, I could answer those questions in my sleep. My excitement peaked when she asked the guys about their new song. Talking about new music was one of the best parts of an interview.

"We're not quite sure if Never Break a Sweat is going to be a single," Logan answered a bit later. "But the fans seemed to like it so far. We do want to release the second one soon."

She turned to me. "Speaking of never breaking a sweat, I'm obsessed with the new song Elle."

"Thanks so much."

"The fans on Twitter and I noticed some references to your tourmates." She started, looking at her notes. "You said 'Never break a sweat for the right guy' and then you said you were paralyzed. It sounded really similar to the BTR song of the same name. Are those references Big Time Rush related?"

I shrugged coolly. "Maybe."

This intrigued her because she leaned forward. "Are you playing hard to get with one of the Big Time Rush guys?"

A small laugh came from me and I turned to smile at them. Kendall avoided my eye but bit back a smile of his own. "Never they're all too sweet."

"Guys, is she playing hard to get?"

James smirked at this. "I'm not the person to ask."

"Yeah, some things are better left unsaid." Logan agreed. "But Elle's great."

I put my hand over my heart. "See, all too sweet."

"You know everyone's talking about the Rolling Stone article that came out recently." She pointed to Kendall and I. "You two seem to be best friends. How did that come about?"

There were butterflies in my stomach. "Uh, it just kind of happened. We worked on the duet together and have a lot in common. But I'm friends with all of these dorks."

"E-Elle just kind of swooped in and changed everything." Kendall scratched his eyebrow and he seemed to go a bit red. He stammered a little and chuckled. "She's, uh, incredible to tour with. I'm glad we met."

Now I wondered if my cheeks were pink. "In fact, I'm going to see if I can join Big Time Rush. Make us a five-piece band."

Everyone laughed at this and I gave Kendall a private smile. It went unseen by Abbey who was asking Carlos about directing the next video BTR would put out. Soon, she pulled out a small bowl full of paper.

"We're going to play a quick game called Five Fast Facts. It's simple you take five slips of paper and answer the questions." She shook the bowl. "Your fans will find out something they may not have known about you. Who wants to go first?"

Logan volunteered and rattled off his answers. His favorite movie, favorite food and so on. Carlos followed and I learned that his pet peeve was slow drivers. James went next and he explained several facts about himself.

"If I could have any superpower?" He thought about this for a moment. "Teleportation. Being on a tour bus or plane for too long makes me claustrophobic. Is that five facts?"

"Yep!" She held the bowl out to me. "Elle, do you want to take a crack at it?"

"Let's do it." I reached into the bowl. "What's my middle name? Uh, it's Cameron, Eleanor Cameron Harper."

Abbey handed me the second slip. "Number two."

I read the slip and I found myself stammering over the answer. "Uh, my favorite color's green."

When I said this my eyes drifted to Kendall and we shared a smile. Somewhere between wearing his sweatshirt and having his eyes always on me, my green had become my favorite. I shook my head and plucked another strip from the bowl. I laughed at this one.

"What was my first song about? It was about this boy in my middle school science class. It was probably terrible. I like to think my songwriting has improved quite a bit."

"Two more questions."

The next question made me think a bit. "Where do you see yourself in 5 years? Hopefully, I'll be happy, healthy and making music. I think that after the past year or so I've grown a lot and I want to continue that."

When I unfolded the last strip of paper I looked over at the guys. "What are my summer essentials? That's easy a cute boy and my new album."

Kendall shifted in his seat when I gave the band a wink. Abbey laughed at this and agreed, wholeheartedly. I put the papers back in the bowl and passed it down to Kendall. He answered his favorite band which was Taking Back Sunday, how he'd be playing hockey if he weren't in a band and his favorite time of day which was the middle of the night. And he agreed with James how teleportation would be the best power. He rubbed his hands together.

"Last one, let's make it a good one." He pulled a slip out and smirked when he read it. "Look at that."

Abbey prompted him along. "Don't leave us in suspense."

He leaned forward in his seat and ran a hand through his hair. "What do I look for in a girl?"

"That is a good one."

Kendall rested his chin in his hand in thought and chuckled. "I would say, someone feisty, who's not afraid to stand up for herself and someone who knows how to keep my attention.

As he said this I pretended not to feel his eyes on me. Abbey took the slips of papers back and wrapped up the interview.

"That was Five Fast Facts with Big Time Rush and Elle Harper. Make sure you tune in when these guys play the main stage here in Miami!"

After the camera stopped rolling we all crowded around to take a selfie. She thanked us and she and her crew packed up. The guys all started to go their separate ways, I stopped them.

"Not so fast. We haven't taken a picture in a while." I herded them into the frame and snapped a quick picture. "That's better."

We had some time to kill until our show and I planned on spending it in the pool. I went to go change when I was stopped, I turned and Kendall was holding onto my arm.

"Not so fast." He pulled me into him and took a picture of us. "The last picture I shared of you was of you on my lap."

"That's not a bad picture." I mused, bumping my shoulder against his as we walked. "Certainly not a bad time either."

He shook his head. "No, but I like this picture too. It might not make the fans go crazy but you look nice in it."

When I had first met Kendall he had been wrong about a lot of things. Who I was, who I wasn't and what I was actually like. He had obviously learned he was wrong about me. But he was wrong about one thing. The picture we took definitely made the fans go crazy. The five of us had all taken pictures throughout the day and posted them. I personally had shared the group picture but Kendall shared our selfie and the group one. The fans had noticed.

"You know just when I think I know who I ship this happens. Can Elle, Logan and Kendall just date each other?" Carlos was in the shade and reading comments from Instagram. "This one says, 'if they could stop looking good together that'd be great.' I'm personally offended that I'm not included in the three of you dating."

"At least you aren't lumped into a threesome." Logan pointed out. "No offense Elle, Kendall's a brother."

"None taken." I said lazily.

James was nearly asleep but laughed, "Don't knock it until you try it, Loge."

I opened one eye from where I was floating in the pool. "And Kendall said the fans wouldn't go crazy."

"Fine, I was wrong." He admitted. "But we do look good together."

"For once you're right."

There were a few hours until showtime and I was taking full advantage of our private pool. The festival's music was still in earshot but we were completely alone. I was relaxed and stretched out on a floating chair. James was working on his tan, Logan was avoiding the sun and Kendall sat at the edge of the pool. Having so much downtime on tour was rare, but definitely welcomed. From behind my sunglasses, I was free to stare at Kendall. He was in swim trunks and his skin had picked up a little color. A collection of tattoos were on his arms and shoulders. He was growing out a bit of scruff and the sun had lightened his hair. Now that we weren't mortal enemies I was able to see just how attractive he was. I steered myself towards him.

"Get in with me."

"The water's cold." He shook his head. "I'm fine."

I shook my head. "The water's not cold, you're from Minnesota."

"And? That doesn't mean I like being cold."

My lip stuck out in a pout. "Fine but will you at least be a gentleman and get me a drink?"

Kendall sighed but rooted around the cooler anyways, when he came back he leaned down. "Anything else?"

I reached up and took the water from him. I kept a hold of his hand and chuckled a bit, he shook his head at me.

"Don't you dare."

"Don't what?" I asked innocently. "I'm just holding your hand."

"You know what, you were going to pull me in."

Scowling, I dropped his hand. "Fine, you win. Will you at least come here?"

I waved him towards me and pursed my lips for a kiss. He rolled his eyes but indulged me anyway, he leaned down just enough so I could kiss him. Our lips brushed together and I pulled on his arm. He went tumbling down into the pool, splashing as he went. When he surfaced he spit out a mouthful of water. His friends and I were all laughing loudly.

"Elle!"

I perched my sunglasses on my head. "What, you looked hot."

He pushed his damp and now darkened hair from his eyes. He waded towards me and tipped me over, my body sliding off the float I was on. I shrieked at the cold water and shook out my hair.

"You looked hot." He mocked and shrugged his shoulders.

"Asshole," I muttered. "It's cold."

He held out his arms and I shivered a bit. He ran his hands over my arms and down to hold onto my hips, I pressed my body against him, trying to get warm. He leaned down to my ear.

"You do always look hot though. I vote you wear a bikini the rest of tour."

I splashed him. "You wish."

"Yeah, I actually do."

I wrapped my arms around him and we drifted to the edge of the pool. He had one arm on either side of me, pinning me against the wall. He leaned down to kiss me and I reached up, letting my fingers tuck into his wet hair. We were lost in our own world for a bit. The sun felt warm on my shoulders and his wet hands slipped over my skin. I could have stayed like this forever but soon my fingers were wrinkled and I had goosebumps all over my body.

"Where are you going?" Kendall frowned as I pushed myself out of the pool.

"I'm cold, unlike you, I'm not used to it."

The bus' heat was almost stifling but it felt good on my chilled skin. I had rinsed the chlorine off my body and changed into dry clothes. I was applying sunscreen when the door opened. A dryer looking, Kendall, stopped near the small booth in the kitchen area.

"There you are."

I looked over my shoulder. "Hey. I decided to shower here. It was much closer."

"You changed." He nodded to my shorts and crop top. "It's not the bikini but I don't mind."

"We can't always get what we want Kendork." I snorted as I rubbed the lotion on my arms.

He shook his head and changed the subject. "I didn't know your middle name was Cameron."

"Ugh, that was on purpose. It's not a bad name on its own, but I'm not a huge fan of my whole name."

"I think it's nice, I like it." Kendall took the bottle of sunscreen from my hands and rubbed it in where I couldn't reach. "Eleanor Cameron Harper."

He said it slowly, testing out each syllable. "It makes me sound like a grandma."

"Whatever."

"What are you even here for? Did you come all this way to talk about my middle name?"

He laughed and held up the bottle. "Logan's paranoid about getting even more sunburned. I needed some."

"Of course, you do. Have you seen how pale you are?"

Kendall scoffed and feigned outrage. "Rude. Why do you even need it?"

"Because I'm only half black and I don't want wrinkles when I'm older," I explained as I finished rubbing it in. "I already have a grandma middle name. I can't have wrinkles early in life."

He stepped closer to me and held my hips. "Well, you look pretty good to me."

"Oh yeah?"

"Definitely." His forehead was pressed to mine. "It may not be the bikini but this works."

"I didn't know you liked feisty girls," I said quietly, referring to his interview.

Kendall gave a half shrug. "What can I say? A certain one is growing on me."

I closed the gap between us, letting my lips brush against his. He kissed me back, his tongue exploring my mouth. My heart was pounding in my chest when his fingers trailed down my stomach to the button of my shorts. We still hadn't hooked up, part of me wanted to, but not here. His hand moved down to my ass, the other held my neck. I pulled him in closer, his body trapping me against the counter. Just like he had that one night early in the tour. But this time there wasn't lingering tension, it was just sound of his breathing and my pulse humming in my ears. I let out a small laugh when he lifted me onto the counter, I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him against me. I wasted no time and pulled his shirt over his head. My lips found the spot on his neck that made him groan.

"Shit, Elle." His voice was low in his throat. "You're going to drive me crazy."

"That's the plan."

He groped at my chest before sliding his hand into my shorts. I let out a small sigh and my head fell back against the cabinet, he was smug at the sounds he got from me. All too soon, he was holding my face with both hands. He strained against his pants and my hand reached down to find him. It was thrilling and exciting. It felt like second nature. We were so in tune with each other, so when my phone rang we jumped.

"Ignore it." He mumbled against my lips.

I turned my head and sucked in a breath. "That's Liz's ringtone."

He was kissing up and down my neck. "Doesn't matter."

My eyes were shut and I gave into it. But then it rang again, I groaned and fumbled for it.

"H-Hello?"

"If I interrupted you two fucking I don't want to know. But you have a soundcheck that started five minutes ago."

Kendall was still kissing me and I sighed. "Fine, see you in a second."

"No. I told you to ignore it." He sounded petulant. "Soundcheck?"

"Yeah." I jumped down from the counter. "Not that I'm going to be able to concentrate."

He gestured down to the obvious bulge in his pants. "At least you can be subtle."

I reached up to kiss him. "Poor you."

"We'll pick this up later." He promised as he tugged on his shirt.

"We will?"

"Damn straight."

Our soundcheck seemed unnecessary. Since we were at a festival our setlist for the main stage was significantly shorter, half of what we normally did. But that may have been my hormones talking. The looks Kendall and I gave each other were loaded, we were both eager to finish what we had started. But unfortunately, there was no time. Because of the holiday, a firework show was planned for later in the evening. This meant all the artists for the main stage had to perform before it got dark. Big Time Rush and I were towards the end. The schedule was tight so there was no time for us to sneak off.

It wasn't all bad though. Last week, Liz had made the executive decision that I should debut another new song during the festival. So I found myself onstage sharing my newest work. So far it seemed to be going well. It was slower, more introspective than the song I sang earlier.

"I'm back in my hotel and I'm alone inside. And you know the truth hurts but secrets kill."

I held onto the mic stand with both hands so I could steady myself. I had been inspired by Jett's Snapchat rant about me a few weeks back. Something about his smug face and all his friends insulting me and them turning my song off got under my skin. The song was about him, them and our past. It was about the girl Jett cheated on me with. How he was a flaky boyfriend towards the end. How he lied to me and everyone around him about what happened that night in the bathroom and beyond. He made it look so easy. He'd flash a cocky smile or make a joke and everyone would be mesmerized by it. The truth about what happen hurt but not being able to tell anyone was infinitely worse.

"You and all your friends all hate me. Thinking that you're better when I'm not around." My hands shook and my throat was tight. "Hear me on the radio and turn it down."

The song had a reverb effect that made my voice sound like an echo. I was grateful because it hid the way it wavered. After he had hurt me I had felt empty, for months it felt like I had been hollowed out. Even now, our awkward run in the first night of the tour, his texts about my song and his social media rants brought everything up to the surface. I had been in a dark place and it felt like I was just finally starting to be whole again. I knew it was from the therapy and being back on the road. But as I looked over to the side of the stage I wondered if part of it had to do with the blonde hair and green eyes that had taken up my attention.

"I hope hopeless changes over time."

The fans cheered, this crowd was triple the size of the earlier one. My face warmed and I blinked a few times, they were part of it too. If it hadn't been for the support they had given me when I had been hiding I may not have found the courage to be on stage right now.

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

After my emotional pause, things picked back up. The rest of the set went well, albeit rushed. When Kendall and I sang Night Like This there was no time for flirting our private moments. The same went for Big Time Rush's set. Kendall didn't seem to mind this though because soon we found ourselves sprawled out in the grass on a blanket just a half hour later. The sun had set and the concert had ended, now it was time to enjoy the night. The guys had set themselves up with beers in the pool back at our cabana. But Kendall had taken me by the hand to the grassy area where others were waiting for the show. My head rested on his shoulder as we laid side by side. We weren't talking about anything too important and it was nice just to be with him. There was no need to worry about fans or press here in the dark.

"It'd be cool if every show was like tonight. It was a little short but the downtime is nice." He said staring straight up. "And most shows don't end with us being able to hang out like this."

We may have been on the beach but we were far enough from the main city that the sky was clear.

"That's one of the only things I miss about Arizona. You can drive 10 minutes outside the city and be able to see the stars. Way more than you can see in California."

"It's the same in Minnesota. Maybe not in the city but just a few miles out and it's completely different." Kendall explained gesturing to the sky above us. "Too many lights in LA. It's called light pollution for a reason. My mom used to drive Katie and me out to the woods during the summer to camp and I got really into space."

I hummed in response. "Astronaut Kendall."

"No way, too much math. I always wanted to be a center for the Minnesota Wild." He put an arm around me. "What about you? Did you always want to sing?"

I laughed a little and leaned in closer. "I wanted to be a teacher as a kid. Probably English or something."

"I've been finding out all your secrets today. Haven't I?"

"Only the easy ones." I joked even though my stomach twisted. "There's a lot of levels left to unlock Kendork."

He shoved me at the sound of his nickname, but even in the dark, I could see him smiling. "Why is today your favorite holiday? It seems random. Or have I not reached that level yet?"

"It's the last time I remember my parents being happy." I said simply.

"Oh shit. I'm sorry we don't have to talk about it."

There were worse secrets to tell so I simply shrugged. "It's okay. Uh, I think I was five, maybe six. My dad loaded me and my mom in the car and drove out to the desert. There was some Fourth of July firework show going on. My mom packed us this picnic. I remember playing with those sparkler things and my parents laughing." A small smile pulled at my face. "We watched the fireworks and I laid on their laps and I just felt so safe and happy. Like nothing could go wrong if things stayed like that."

"What happened next?"

"Everything went to shit." I chuckled dryly. "My dad apparently was a heavy drinker. And he cared more about that than us so he left me and my mom that fall. For a while it was fine, she was just sad. But it kept getting worse and I was left on my own while she was at work. She was never angry but she couldn't take care of me and my school got worried. I got stuck in foster care by the time the next Fourth of July came around. Ever since then I've tried to feel the same way I did when I was a kid. It reminds me of how happy things were."

Kendall was quiet as he laid next to me. I cringed, I had only told the full story to a few people and each time was awkward. I was about to apologize for saying too much when he rolled onto his side.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly. "I didn't mean to bring it up."

"It's okay." I shrugged one shoulder. "Trust me that's one of my least tragic backstories. If anything I'm glad it happened, otherwise, I'd be stuck in fucking Arizona."

He didn't seem to be expecting that because his mouth twitched with a smile. "What's wrong with Arizona?"

"It's hot, it's dry and it's boring. I spent most of my childhood trying to get out of there. I hate the heat it reminds me of my stupid foster families. And then I ended up in LA which is also hot."

"I'm from Shakopee, it's this place outside of Minneapolis." He explained, shaking his head. "It's small and cold as hell during the winter. LA's great and if I ever miss the cold I can just go to the ice rink. All the memories are there but there aren't sidewalks to shovel."

I had been laying on my back this whole time so I shifted to my side too. We were inches apart and I propped my head up on my fist.

"See, I'd love to see enough snow to shovel. I've only seen glimpses of it on tours and stuff. Most of the time I'm in the southern hemisphere to tour when it's summer down there. I always miss winter."

Kendall found this amusing. "You aren't missing much. It's cold and it's wet."

"I don't know. In Christmas movies you always see them ice skating, it looks fun."

"Well, maybe one day I'll teach you." He reached up to brush my hair behind my ear.

My answer was noncommittal. "We can't make any promises now can we?"

"I guess not but being here with you feels right." He reached out to brush his thumb over my cheek. "I'm into you."

We both let out a breath. Kendall leaned in to kiss me, his mouth was soft against mine. His small amount of stubble rubbed against my cheek but I didn't mind. My hand rested on the side of his face and he pulled me into him. I could smell the sunscreen on his skin and hear the ocean in the distance. Above us, the firework display began. I could hear them explode and crackle. If someone wanted to bottle up the feeling of summer this would be it. It was carefree, lingering and made it feel like anything was possible as long as I had this.

"I'm into you too," I said quietly.

We rolled onto our backs, staring up at the sky. His hand reached down to grab mine and he held onto it tightly, like he was trying to hold onto this moment. The fireworks bathed us in different colors. Red to blue to green. We laid there side by side, the rest of the summer stretched out in front of us.

AN: I know I say this every chapter but this was one of my faves. I liked to show Kendelle in a relaxed setting. My favorite parts were the interview, the makeout scene on the bus and the final kiss at the end. I really like writing soft, romantic stuff. What was your favorite part? Elle's backstory was fun to write too. The next update takes BTR and Elle to the first award show of the summer. It will be an important chapter so stay tuned. As always, thanks for the support and let me know what your favorite part was. See you next week, Rushers!