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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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Logan ended up passing his stone late that night. Afterward relief swept him and he exited the bathroom with a smile on his face. The bus was silent, Carlos was fast asleep lying halfway on top of James in the lower bunk. He would have to thank him again for forcing all of the fluid intake. In the morning.
Logan headed back toward his own bunk when he heard soft sniffling from above.
“Kendall?”
He spotted blond hair peeking from beneath the large blanket. His friend was facing the wall.
“Are you okay?”
But he knew he wasn’t. Not if he was doing what Logan thought he was doing. He carefully touched his friend’s back. When Kendall sniffled in response, he knew what was wrong.
“She broke it off didn’t she?”
The blond head nodded under the blanket. Logan had seen this coming.
“Okay, move over.”
He climbed up to Kendall’s bunk and his friend had no choice but to move. They finally settled with Logan sitting up against the wall, Kendall’s head in his lap. Soothingly he stroked his friend’s hair, allowing him the solace of a good cry. Perhaps it was their level of comfort with each other but Kendall seemed to drop all barriers and let it all lose. He more than sniffled now. He actually sobbed, his tears leaking down to Logan’s pjs. All Logan could do was continue to stroke his hair.
It was well into the early a.m. when Kendall finally calmed down enough to speak.
“I told her I loved her,” he confessed out of the blue.
“I don’t even know why I did it but it felt right saying it.”
He sniffled.
“And she just pushes me away. Says we were two people mutually benefiting and not to feel that way.”
Logan allowed him to vent.
“I pour my heart out to her and she just—just—” he began to tremble with tears again.
“God, Logan it hurts so bad.”
There was nothing he could say so he didn’t speak.
“And I was such a dick to you over her.”
“I already told you, it’s okay. I forgave you for that.”
Kendall turned on his back, facing him for the first time since he’d cried. Even in the faint light seeping through the front windows his pain-riddled green eyes were visible. Logan felt his heart drop at the sight.
“I’m so fucking stupid!”
“No, you’re not. You just reacted to a new and amazing experience. We’ve all been there at some point. It’s a part of life.”
Kendall snorted bitterly.
“Yea, life.”
He looked at Logan.
“Did you? With Camille I mean?”
“Did I what?”
He quickly figured out Kendall’s meaning.
“Oh that? Well naturally I enjoyed it but I knew we weren’t in love. It was more like we liked each other and that was the next step.”
They still cared for each other, it was how they remained friends after the break up.
“Shit, Kelly’s right then. I did get too emotional. What’s wrong with me?”
Logan wasn’t able to stop himself; “Kendall there’s nothing wrong with you. You’re perfect.”
He touched his friend’s wet cheek, wanting so desperately to take the pain away. To put that carefree and confident smile back on his face. When the blond didn’t object, he wiped a tear away with his thumb. Kendall leaned into the touch. The contact seemed to be a comfort. With his other hand Logan went back to stroking his friend’s hair. The response was an audible sigh.
At least something was helping. He watched Kendall close his eyes then. He wasn’t falling asleep yet, just relaxing under the caring touch. That was all they could hope for tonight. He thought to take his hand back from his face but Kendall’s reaction gave him pause. His troubled bandmate needed it. He concentrated on that and not the feeling resurfacing in the back of his mind. Feelings he’d sworn to Kelly were gone.
His skin is so warm.
No, now was not the time to admire the tall blond. He was hurting and a true friend would think only of consoling him not…kissing him. A kiss would most likely freak him out anyway. Though he didn’t seem at all freaked out about James and Carlos. But Kendall wasn’t into guys.
Then again people thought the same thing about James but look who he was holding rather possessively in bed at the moment.
Logan shook it off, refocusing. This was NOT about him. This was about being there for Kendall. So he would stomp down his urge to lean over and kiss those soft and welcoming lips…
A kiss could be a comfort in a time of need. Kelly of all people had shown him that. To ease his nerves on more than one occasion. A kiss among other things. Well he certainly couldn’t do THOSE things to Kendall. That would be taking it way too far.
He would never take advantage of his friend in such a vulnerable state like that.
“Loges?” his voice was small, timid in his time of grief.
“Hmm?”
“Can you stay with me? Just for tonight?”
How could he say no.
“Of course.”
Kendall’s body relaxed then and within the next half hour he was asleep.
The next day the guys had several interviews with teeny bopper magazines. James was charming as usual, Carlos was walking a little sore but all smiles. When one reporter noticed, he quickly attributed it to rough-housing. Logan caught a slight blush to James’s face at the remark but Mr. Perfection didn’t let on much else. He had a pretty good idea of what “rough-housing” had really worn his bandmate out.
Kendall stuck to Logan like glue and only spoke when addressed. He wore sunglasses, which was usually Logan’s thing, and managed to fake a joke or two for the article’s sake. But his friends knew that he wasn’t well. Kelly avoided the boys altogether, sending direction through the musicians or body guards. Carlos was too giddy to notice but James gave Kendall a sympathetic look as if he knew what had happened. When Logan looked to Kendall he just shrugged.
“I accidentally told him a couple days ago. I asked him for advice and he thought I was sleeping with you.”
Logan blinked.
“Me? A-and you?”
The thought made his heart skip.
“How come everybody’s sleeping with me in these scenarios?”
But they’d covered that at the intermission last night. He shook his head to clear it.
“So James knew. Who else does?”
Kendall slumped in his seat.
“Just you two. I’m sworn to secrecy. Not even Carlos knows.”
That was probably for the best. He loved Carlos like a brother but the guy couldn’t keep a secret to save his life. How he’d kept his feelings for James hidden for so long, Logan would never figure out. But given his own secret crush, he totally understood why.
For the next few weeks Kendall seemed to be just going through the motions during the day. He’d tried to sleep in his own bunk for a couple of nights but Logan always ended up coming up. Eventually Kendall took to climbing down to his. There Logan would hold him until morning.
It wasn’t long until James and Carlos noticed his funk and his three friends did everything in their power to cheer him up. Despite his mood, it was pretty hard not to crack a smile around them. Slowly but surely he began to return to his old self. They were approaching the end of the tour when he surprised everyone by asking if they wanted to ride their dirt bikes together.
A collective “Hell yeah!” was the response.
It was funny how a guy like Logan who was once prone to panic attacks at the slightest agitation had grown to love the adrenaline rush of dirt bikes. He had Kendall to thank for that.
“You ready to eat my dust, Loges?” Kendall joked as he strapped on his helmet.
Logan revved up his bike in response.
“In your dreams Kenny boy. In your dreams.”
James was still working on trying to get his helmet on without ruining his hair.
“Here, let me,” Carlos offered.
The two shared a look that read that bikes weren't the only thing that would be ridden tonight. Giving them privacy, Logan pretended not to see it. He had to admit, his friends were a great couple. Both were adventurous and a little bit zany yet James's worldly knowledge complimented Carlos's endearing innocence. They suited each other.
His analysis was cut short when Kendall sped off, blowing dust back in his wake. Oh it was on now! He roared after him, the speed feeling wonderful and freeing. They circled the empty field a few times before James and Carlos joined them. Then the competition heated up.
It didn’t take long before they were all racing, trying to out-do each other and attempting tricks. Carlos especially felt brave.
“Okay, watch me jump this hill right here!” he called before taking off.
He'd always been the daredevil of the group. They each pulled off their helmets for a better view. James yelled something at him but the sounds of their bikes drowned him out. Logan watched in a mixture of anxiousness and admiration as their friend did as he'd proclaimed, leaping the hill with success. It was definitely a stunt he'd never attempt. When Carlos strode back around he pulled off his helmet and high-fived everyone.
“Awesome!!” Kendall was impressed.
James wore a heated look.
“That was so unbelievably hot,” he remarked before taking Carlos into another kiss.
Kendall smirked and turned to Logan.
“I have a feeling there are going to be a lot of moments like this.”
He had to agree. With James’s libido and Carlos's free spirit they were probably going to need to invest in some earplugs for the bus.
“Gotta admit. It would be nice though,” Kendall remarked.
Logan blinked.
“What, to see those two going at it for the rest of the tour?” he had never taken Kendall for the voyeur type.
His blond friend chuckled.
“No, I mean to have your partner on tour with you. So you'd never have to miss them.”
Logan had thought about it during his Camille days.
“Yea it would definitely make things easier. But there's a downside too. Imagine trying to convince Camille that I wasn’t checking out that fan that flashed us last week.”
She most likely would've slapped him.
“I guess.”
Kendall gestured toward their kissing friends.
“Don't you ever wish that you could have that?”
If only he knew.
“I mean not that exactly but a girlfriend who could travel with us and understand what we've got going on here.”
Logan had a feeling he knew who Kendall was talking about.
“You mean like a certain manager's assistant?” he asked.
Kendall didn't look at him.
“I never mentioned her.”
“Not specifically.”
“That was weeks ago. I'm over it now. But hey did we come out here to ride or to talk ancient history?”
He pulled his helmet back on before Logan could reply. Then he sped off toward the hill that Carlos had just jumped. Logan stared after him, a bad feeling growing in his gut. Kendall was moving awfully fast…
He was going to try Carlos's jump. Only he wasn’t Carlos. And he wasn’t totally focused. His mind was still on their exchange.
“Kendall wait!”
His bike lifted off much too early and Logan’s heart stopped as the bike slammed directly into the side of the structure. Kendall flew over the rail onto the other side. Out of his view.
“Kendall!!!”
He didn't feel his legs move as he abandoned his own bike, shooting over to aid him. He found his bandmate on his back, cursing loudly in his helmet.
“Oh my god.”
Logan quickly snatched off Kendall's helmet and tossed it aside. His friend's face was twisted in a grimace.
“Don't move, okay. We have to see if anything's broken.”
Of course being on the stubborn side, Kendall ignored the directive and tried to sit up. When he did so he winced and quickly fell back.
“Fuck! My arm.”
Logan leaned in to inspect it. Carefully he slid his sleeve up. There was definitely swelling and the beginnings of a nasty bruise.
“This looks bad. We should get you to a doctor.”
“You think it's broken?” Kendall managed.
Logan wasn’t sure but it might be. As well as other bones. Again the image of Kendall flying over the front of his bike hit him and he went off.
“What were you thinking? You could've broken your neck, been paralyzed! You could've died!”
Kendall frowned.
“But I didn't.”
That careless remark sent his worry into outrage.
“Really? REALLY?! Kendall if anything happened to you don’t you know I'd—”
He didn’t know what to say so he just cut off.
“You need to be more careful!”
He was yelling. He didn’t mean to but his emotions were on ten. Of course Kendall resented being yelled at, especially when he was already in pain.
“Gee thanks, I'll keep that in mind, Mom.”
“This is serious!”
“No shit, I'm the one with a broken arm!”
“We should never have come out here. I knew dirt bikes were dangerous but nooo I had to listen to you guys.”
And now Kendall was hurt.
“Well I didn’t hear you crying dangerous when Carlos tried it!”
“Carlos didn’t break his arm now did he?”
He could hear James and Carlos making it up the hill behind him. But his attention was rapt on Kendall.
“You're not Carlos. You can't do everything he does!”
Now Kendall was defensive.
“What are you saying he’s better than me?”
“Apparently at jumping hills!”
“Screw you Logan!”
“Yea that's right screw me for caring. Screw me for thinking of your well-being! Screw me for giving a damn!”
He jumped to his feet and stormed off, barely missing James as he huffed past him. Logan didn’t stop until he'd reached the bottom of the hill. Frustrated and still scared to death, he ran his fingers through his hair. Seeing Kendall like that had messed with his head. The idea of his being seriously injured, of his potentially dying still had Logan's hands trembling.
He needed to calm down. To think rationally like the doctor he wanted to someday become. Those thoughts were interrupted when he heard them coming down. He turned to see that once again Kendall hadn't listened. He was cradling his arm but walking otherwise okay. James and Carlos flanked his sides.
“Hey, you weren't supposed to move until we saw if any other bones were broken,” he scolded.
Kendall rolled his eyes. He was especially bratty when he was hurt.
“If anything else was broken I think I'd know about it,” he smarted back.
James seemed to read their tension and tried to mediate.
“It's cool, Logan. He's fine.”
“No it is NOT cool. He is NOT fine. He could've died!!”
Logan felt his eyes stinging and hoped that he wouldn't cry.
“Why don't you get that? Kendall, you could've died!”
Feeling his eyes spilling over he turned away from his friends and again stormed away. He wasn’t sure why the water-works, only that the idea of losing Kendall had shaken him up to his core. His chest was heavy and he tried to take deep breaths to calm himself.
“Logan?”
Kendall had come up behind him.
“I um I didn't mean to upset you.”
He wiped his eyes before turning to face him. Kendall was still cradling his arm but his expression was apologetic. Logan sniffled.
“I just wanted to have a good time. To feel better—”
Maybe it was the adrenaline. The rush of the scare or the emotion of the argument or the adorable green of Kendall’s eyes as he mumbled out his apology but Logan felt the sudden urge to do something crazy. Something he would never normally do. He didn’t think, just acted on pure impulse. One second Kendall was talking, the next Logan was on him, his lips taking his in a rush of a kiss.
Logan let his feelings go, his tongue probing inside until a surprised Kendall opened up and he pushed his way in. His mouth owned Kendall's for a moment as he kissed him with everything he had. The kiss was raw energy, passion, deep emotion that he'd held in for ages.
It wasn’t until he heard Carlos's, “Whoa!” that he realized what he was doing and pulled back.
His friends were behind Kendall, staring in surprise. And Kendall just stood there an expression of confusion and shock on his face. Now he was the deer in the headlights. Logan blinked, registering the three faces watching him. Realizing the gravity of the situation. Dear god he'd just kissed Kendall.
Panicking, he backed away from his friends before high-tailing it back to the bus altogether. There he locked himself in the bathroom and proceeded to call the only person he could think of when his panic attacks reached critical level.
“Hello?”
“Kelly, help me!”
Her tone elevated with worry.
“Logan, what's wrong?”
“I just kissed Kendall and I think his arm is broken!”
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