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Show Me: Kendall's Hips Don't Lie	By : Kayerfire Category: 1 through F > Big Time Rush Views: 2975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush nor do I profit moneywise or any other way from this story. I do not condone underage sex. It's just a fanfic for fun.

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“You should stay out of it, James. You've already said your piece.”
James turned to Carlos, his mind made up. Ever since he'd seen Kendall come back all smiles and love-struck, he knew what he and Kelly had done. And though he had no qualms about two people getting it on, Kendall was clearly in over his head.
“This coming from the guy who wanted us to sleep with Logan so he could seduce Kendall?”
His boyfriend didn't see the correlation.
“I was helping two friends come together. You're trying to tear two people apart.”
So naïve his Carlitos could be at times. He just didn't get it.
“She tore him apart when she broke his heart three weeks ago. Nothing has changed since then. She's still older, he's still seventeen—”
“You slept with plenty of older women,” Carlos reminded him.
“But I didn't fall in love with them,” James pointed out.
“The only person I ever loved is you. But Kendall, you saw how torn up he was the first time. Since then what's changed? She’s still older, still keeping it on the hush and what do you think is going to happen when the tour ends and we go back home? When he tells Mama Knight or Gustavo or Griffin who his new love is? Think Kelly will give up everything for him?”
Carlos was pained, at a loss for words. James glanced over at Logan who was sitting quietly on Carlos's bed.
“You know I'm right.”
Logan stared down at his hands.
“She really does have feelings for him though. When we talked earlier she said as much. I don't think it's just sex to her either.”
Of course Logan would take the least confrontational route. Big surprise there.
“I don't doubt she does but look at the situation,” James pointed out.
“She's just starting her career, her reputation, she works for Gustavo Rocque. She's going to eventually decide that a little underage dick is not worth the scandal and dump him again. Kendall truly loves her and I can't just watch him be destroyed like that.”
Thankfully Kendall was still showering. He couldn't afford for him to walk up and hear this conversation.
“But if he loves her and you break them up then you'll be destroying him,” Carlos argued.
“And the James I know would never do that.”
He reached up to touch James's face, his brown eyes pleading.
“You can't do this. You can't hurt Kendall like that.”
James stared right back, his heart conflicted. He wanted to protect him, to keep him from the insurmountable pain that this love affair would cause. It would only hurt worse the longer they carried on. What if next time Kendall didn't bounce back?
“You don't know for sure that she's going to hurt him,” Carlos told him.
“You can't know anything for certain. What if you send her away and break Kendall's heart but she wasn't going to dump him? What if this time around it's going to be different? Then you'll be responsible James. Can you live with that?”
When James tried to look away, Carlos held his jaw tighter.
“Logie says that she actually has feelings for him. I believe him. I believe in love. Kendall and Kelly deserve a shot.”
Those Latin eyes held conviction. His Carlitos would not be swayed.
“But what if you're both wrong?” James asked.
“And he comes out even more broken than before?”
Carlos had an answer for that.
“Then he'll have the three of us here to patch him back up. Because that's what friends do.”
Or friends could protect him by removing the threat before it got too far.
“I can't—”
“What if people would've judged us by your past actions? What if I would've listened when they said that you were just a playboy looking to get his dick wet? What if Kendall would've—in an effort to protect me from your whorish ways—broken us up? You can't just decide for other people that they don't belong together. No matter how much you want to protect them.”
He was right. James knew it but he just couldn't take seeing Kendall hurt again. He sighed his resignation.
“People said I was whorish?” he asked, slightly offended.
Carlos brushed them off.
“It doesn't matter what they said about you. What matters is that I love you. And if Kendall or Logan had sent you away I'd never forgive them.”
That hit home. The only thing worse than his friends being hurt was his friends being hurt and never speaking to him again. Giving in to his love, James sighed.
“Okay, I won't tell her to leave. If Kendall is happy then who am I to interfere?”
His words earned him a kiss to his lips.
“Thank you,” Carlos whispered.
He gave James an affectionate squeeze. James felt warm where he touched. God his Carlitos had no idea how much he loved him.
“Hey, when Kendall finishes up why don't we go out to lunch?” Carlos switched modes just that easily.
It sounded like a plan.
“Logie, can you run it by him? See what he’s in the mood for?”
Logan stood.
“Sure. I think I might want to freshen up a little bit too though.”
He headed for the door. James lifted his own arm and sniffed.
“That makes three of us.”
He was already in his suitcase for his organic fancy body scrub and various skin care products. Logan shook his head.
“Uh, Carlos I think we may have to change those lunch plans to dinner by the time James gets finished,” he joked.
When his boyfriend laughed James mock glared at the two of them.
“Say what you want but all of this—” he gestured toward himself—“needs to stay fabulous.”
He gathered his things as Logan took off still chuckling.
“You want to join?” he offered his Latin lover.
Carlos offered a peck on the lips.
“Give me a minute.”
He nodded and proceeded to the bathroom, thankful that he'd found someone who could be more stubborn than he was.
…..
“Logie? You okay?”
Carlos had caught him in the hall just before he reentered his suite. Logan paused at the door.
“Uh, yea. I'm fine.”
He leaned in closer to his friend.
“I mean, all this Kendall and Kelly talk. After all we did to get you two together.”
Logan read his concern.
“It's okay. I always knew there was a chance he'd say no. Besides…it wasn't that bad, the—um— work we put in to get me and Kendall together.”
He was remembering the night's activity. Carlos couldn’t hide his smile at the memory as well. He caught Logan's eyes on his lips.
“I uh, suppose it was a one-time thing.”
He was asking. Carlos spoke before thinking.
“It doesn't have to be.”
He saw the excitement light in Logan's eye.
“Shouldn't you check with James first?”
Why bother? He'd be down for it. He'd had a good time last night as well.
“Check if James Diamond wants to have sex?”
Logan got the message and smirked.
“Does Carlos Garcia like corndogs?” he joked in response.
The two shared a laugh before Carlos touched his shoulder.
“Just let me know if you need anything, though. Even just to talk. I know how hard it is to watch the guy you want to be with chasing a girl and giving her a part of him that you can only dream of having. Well in my case multiple hers but someone else either way.”
Understanding lit Logan's features.
“All those years, you loved James and you had to see all those girls. Hear all those stories.”
He seemed like he wanted to move in and comfort him.
“And you're stuck hearing about how much Kendall loves Kelly,” Carlos recognized.
It was probably more painful. At least James hadn't loved any of his conquests. The two shared an understanding then, one that their bandmates could never truly grasp. Because Carlos was a virgin before James, his boyfriend had never had to suffer through knowing others were intimate with the one he loved. Not like Carlos had. Not like Logan was right now.
Out of the blue Logan threw his arms around him. He could feel his emotion rippling through his skin, through his clothes. Emotion that he wouldn't reveal to Kendall or even James. Always going with his instincts, Carlos hugged him right back.
They stayed that way, offering each other moral support for a long time. Kendall had to be out of the shower by now and James might be finished with his hair at least by the time they separated. Carlos saw appreciation in Logan's eyes and knew that their bond had somehow deepened before heading back to James.
……
Kelly had just finished drying her hair when there was a knock on her door. Clad in only her bathrobe she peeked out the peephole to find no one there.
She gave no thought to opening the door to glimpse outside. Was Kendall trying to surprise her? What she found on the other end was a lone envelope. Curious, she opened it as she stepped back into her suite.
Could it be a love letter? Some romantic gesture from her young lover? After last night in the van he was especially lit. She’d caught him bouncing at the counter during check-in. When they'd crossed gazes his had held green fire and promises of a sequel.
As she began to read, however she found the letter held a cold chill.
LEAVE THE TOUR TONIGHT OR GRIFFIN, GUSTAVO AND MRS. KNIGHT WILL KNOW WHAT YOU'VE BEEN DOING WITH HER BABY BOY.
Her heart stopped. Who'd sent this? So far only two people knew—Logan and James and Logan would never…James? She considered it but no, he would come to her directly, not hide behind a letter. But who else could know?
She felt her world crashing. They had been pretty sloppy, what with her in his dressing room twice, then outside the tourbus and finally in the van. Any one of those times someone could've heard. Oh god.
She liked Kendall, a lot. After their reconnection she couldn't lie to herself anymore. But he was still a couple of months shy of eighteen. And he was still a quarter of the biggest teen pop sensation currently. This could destroy not only her but everything she, Gustavo and the boys had built.
Kelly reread the letter a few more times, bile rising in her throat. She had no choice here. If Gustavo didn't get rid of her Griffin definitely would and Mrs. Knight? Hell had no fury like a Mama Bear protecting her young! Kendall was her only son, still sweet and possessing a Minnesota charm that was almost innocent compared to L.A. She would have Kelly thrown under the jail if she didn't hunt her down herself.
I should've nsver gone to his dressing room that night.
Had she known things would go this far she'd have settled for her personal massager. Now she'd created an impossible mess. There was only one way out of it.
James is really going to hate me now.
But Kendall, god Kendall was going to be crushed. The thought of hurting him again, of breaking his heart…And Logan, they'd had a heart to heart about things. He'd assured her that as long as she made Kendall happy and promised never to make him cry again he'd be okay with them. Now she had to break that promise.
The boys would never forgive her. Not even sweet Carlos once Logan and James had their say. That thought actually broke her and she collapsed against the wall in tears.
…..
Lunch was a blast. Just like old times they ate, they joked, they signed a few autographs and howled when Logan's cheese string stretched nearly the length of his arm. Carlos attempted to decorate James's face with pepperoni and his boyfriend screamed about oil and grease being detrimental to his flawless skin.
It was the happiest Kendall had been in a long time. After leaving the pizza joint the guys plotted their night. Carlos wanted to go out, James wanted to make him happy and Logan just went with the flow. Kendall was eager to see Kelly again so he declined the outing.
“Come on, it'll be fun,” Carlos urged.
“For the first time we'll be watching Logan pick up action instead of James.”
Logan made a face.
“I'm not looking for action tonight,” he said too quickly.
Carlos smirked knowingly.
“Uh huh.”
Kendall glanced down at his phone and texted Kelly that he was on his way to see her.
“Hey, off the phone, dude. It's guys' time,” James gave him a playful shove.
“Yea, Kelly's not going anywhere,” Carlos agreed.
Kendall froze where he stood. Had Carlos just….
“Oh yea, he knows,” Logan said dismissively.
“Happened while you were at the hospital. It wasn't me.”
He whirled on James.
“You swore!”
James threw his hands up.
“Hey I had no choice. He accused you of sleeping with his mother. I had to tell him something.”
Kendall couldn't believe his friend’s big mouth. Kelly was not going to be thrilled.
“You can't tell anybody, Carlos, understand?” he had to stop this secret from spreading.
“Kelly could get in a lot of trouble.”
Carlos waved it off with a laugh.
“Yea yea I know, Jailbait.”
Were none of his friends taking this seriously?
“I mean it guys. If it were to get out before my birthday she'd be ruined. I could lose her! Don't you care?”
He wasn't sure why his heart was pounding suddenly but it was. James gave him a careful look.
“Of course we care. Kelly is our friend too,” Logan sounded hurt.
Carlos chimed in.
“Yea, we’d never say anything to get her in trouble.”
Logan's arm rested around Kendall's shoulder.
“We're a family. And that included Kelly long before you two started hooking up. It won't stop now.”
That made him feel better. For the most part. He glanced down at his phone. She hadn't texted him back.
“So is she your girlfriend now?” Carlos wondered.
“Like officially but secretly?”
Kendall looked up from his phone.
“Um well…”
They still hadn't talked that out. She’d just admitted that she had real feelings for him. That was huge enough in his book.
“We haven't had the chance to talk that over yet.”
“What with all that screwing between the van and the hospital,” James grumbled.
Carlos swatted his arm scoldingly but Kendall had heard enough.
“Okay you know what James? Screw you! First you run your mouth to Kelly then you run your mouth to Carlos and today you're just being an ass. Why don't you mind your own fucking business?”
Carlos stepped between them.
“Hey—"
“Mind my fucking business?” James’s voice rose with indignation, “You made it my business when you came begging my advice because she wouldn't even look at you after the first time! Or how about when she ignored you this last time? You made it all of our business when you damn near went into a depressive state in the middle of our tour.”
Kendall bristled at the reminder.
“I wasn't…” but he had no comeback.
That made him even angrier.
“Just back off okay!”
James threw his hands in the air in surrender.
“Fine! You want me to back off, I'll back off. Excuse me for giving a damn and trying to protect your whiny ass!”
Whiny? Who was he calling whiny?!
James stormed off in a huff, leaving Carlos to chase after. Not willing to lose the last word, Kendall yelled after him.
“I don't need your protection! I don't need anything from you!”
James didn't look back but his middle finger did. Kendall shot one right back. James of course couldn't see it. Still fuming, Kendall turned to the only person left at the scene. Logan stood with his hands in his pockets, his eyes watching him sadly.
“What? You have something to say too?” he snapped.
His blood was pumping, he was ready for another fight if need be. But Logan shook his head.
“No.”
Somehow his friend's melancholy deflated him. Kendall sighed.
“Sorry. It's just James you know.”
Logan barely shrugged. They stood there in the middle of the sidewalk for a few minutes in silence. Kendall took the opportunity to check his phone again. Why wasn't she texting back?
“Go see her already.”
Kendall looked up at him.
“Huh?”
“You're obviously on edge because you want to see Kelly. You keep checking your phone for her messages. Just go.”
He wanted to but something about Logan's demeanor gave him pause.
“Are you alright?”
“I'm fine just go see about your girl.”
He wasn't sure about leaving Logan alone like this in a strange city.
“How about we head back to the hotel together,” he suggested.
Kelly was back at the hotel, so was their room. It made sense. Logan shook his head.
“No I think I'm going to get some air. I'll be back later.”
It wasn't until he offered a smile that Kendall felt reassured. He was probably going to a comic shop or something.
“Okay. I'll see you later.”
Logan was turning his head when he noticed something just beneath the high collar of his shirt.
“Oh, you got something on your neck,” Kendall told him before hurrying off.
He didn't see Logan clap his hand over the mark, nor the blush that colored his cheeks.
It didn't take long to get back to the hotel. Kendall wasted no time and headed straight for Kelly's room. What he found when he arrived was a wide open door and the sound of a vacuum. Confused, Kendall ventured inside.
A small Latino housekeeper was cleaning the place up. Apprehension built up inside as he noticed the lack of suitcases. No shoes by the bed. He waved to get the woman's attention.
“Oh!”
She was startled and quickly shut off the appliance.
“May I help you?”
“The woman that's staying in this room, where is she?”
The housekeeper furrowed her brows.
“Sorry, I don't know anything about the guests. I just clean up when they check out.”
Check out? That had to be a mistake.
“No no see she didn't check out,” Kendall explained.
“There has to be a mistake. Kelly wouldn't leave.”
The housekeeper appeared to be around his mom's age. Her brown eyes were patient.
“Sorry but that's not what my boss says. Maybe call her and see where she is.”
He would do that. Stepping out of the room he found her in his contacts and hit call.
“Hi this is Kelly, I'm unable to answer right now but if you'll leave a message…”
He left a message. Or two. Or ten. By the twenty-third he was ready to panic. Where was she? Why wasn't she answering? Could something have happened to her? Thinking of nothing else, he called the only authority higher than Kelly here. Gustavo. As usual, their producer was in a sour mood.
“This better be a dire emergency because—”
“I think something happened to Kelly,” Kendall sputtered.
Gustavo groaned.
“Yea, I already know. A family emergency. Now I have to figure out who's going to keep you idiots in line for the rest of the tour while I hunt for her stand-in.”
Family emergency?
“What emergency? Is everything okay?”
“If it was then it wouldn't be an emergency now would it?” Gustavo growled.
Kendall grabbed at his own hair, a horrible feeling building.
The more Gustavo talked the more it didn't make sense. Why wouldn't she just tell him what was happening? If she had time to call Gustavo then she had time to text him at the least.
“…and if I have to come out there and finish this tour with you dogs then know that I will not tolerate…”
Finish the tour? With Gustavo? That meant that she wouldn’t be coming back. Kelly had left the tour. Without so much as a text, a call or a warning. A raw pain hit his chest inside and Kendall dropped his phone. He couldn't breathe.
There was no family emergency. She was just gone. Again.
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