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Logan Henderson Imagine. (Tour Bus Madness)

"Wazz goin' on guys?" Carlos bursts through the blue bus' door with his camera in hand. " It's currently two thirty three and we're on our way to the venue! Excited to meet all the rushers and sing for you guys! Right Logan?"

He moves the camera towards you and Logan, but you guys were too busy making out, you both didn't bother to look at it. It was your first tour with the boys and it's been amazing, although Carlos was way to much into his directing. He quickly turns the camera to James, who holds two thumbs up and mumbles a fun under his breath. Your little girl notices James saddened, and jumps on his lap, tickling his stomach. He places a kiss on top of her straight brown hair as she giggles.

"I'm just gonna put this away for awhile," Carlos says as he plops down between you and Logan, separating you guys. You sigh deeply, taking one last glance at Logan before he gets up to change. They were running a bit behind, but Logan made sure to pack their clothes if they were running late, which they are.

James throws Ciara up in the air, catching her but worrying you tons. Carlos laughs to himself, looking at your terrified expression plastered on your face. You knew James would do nothing to hurt your little girl, but still you were scared. You were even scared to have her in Logan's care.

"Yo, sweetheart, c'mere for a sec," Logan yells from the tiny bathroom just adjacent to where you were sitting. You look over at Kendall, pleading him to help you up. It was kinda your guy's thing.

He pulls you up gently but hurriedly, pushing your back into the direction of the bathroom door. You chuckle loudly, sending your laugh throughout the tour bus. Logan hears you, throws you into the bathroom with him, and locks the door. He tucks your dark hair behind your pierced ears, sucking on your neck gently as you lean against the wooden door. You didn't really expect this, like at all, so you just ran your fingers through his thick black hair. 

"Logan?" you whisper, receiving a 'hmm' from him. "What're you doing?"

"I miss you. When was the last time we actually had alone time? Just the two of us?"

You shrug and go along with it. After all, he was right. You adored him and since you went on the tour, you've rejected your time together only because your daughter was here, plus three other obnoxious boys. He slips his hand around your waist, setting his other ice cold hand a little bit up your shirt. You lock your lips together, moving them in sync, barely breaking apart for three minutes. He slips your shirt off, leaving you in just your lacey undergarments. You hear banging, assuming it's your daughter.

"I,uh, will be right out sweetie!" you call out to her. You quickly slip back on your shirt, buttoning it up faster than ever. Logan sends you a I'm-not-done glare and whimpers to himself.

"Save it," Carlos giggles mischievously. "I know what you guys are doing in there."

The banging comes once more. "And I know that it's getting way to heated in there. I should probably call the fire department."

"I also know that Logan is one lucky man," Kendall states matter of factly. The boys all stare at him weirdly. "What? It's true."

"Ooh, ooh, I wanna do wit! I wanna do wit! I know that mommy and daddy, uh, uhm, is making some s'mores? Y'know , for us," your daughter says, receiving a high five from all three of the boys and causing James laugh.

"Or making babies!" Kendall bursts out laughing fist bumping the guys around him. You and Logan opening the door just to hit him, and trust me, you do it hard. Ciara giggles and follows in her mommy's footsteps, hitting him lightly on the leg. You've told the boys over a thousand times not to talk like that around Ciara, and they claim they try the hardest not to, yet the still do whenever they get the chance. You were thankful for the boys though, they got you through everything and laugh while doing so.

Logan pulls your daughter into his big arms, cuddling her as he tickles her skinny tummy. She laughs exactly like you, though she looks exactly like Logan. You were thankful for that, she needed her fathers looks. You guys pull up into the show area, all piling out into the parking lot, ready to meet the amazing rushers waiting for them. Carlos made sure to bring his camera, snapping pictures of everything. You kiss Logan one last time before he leaves, but you made sure you and Ciara both got front row seats to watch your husband. He bends down next to your daughter, smiling as he brings her into a hug.

"Good wuck, daddy," she says, kissing him on the cheek. You guys all 'aww' as Logan turns a bit red, showing off his dimples as he grins big. 

"Aw, thank you baby," he says, picking her up and placing her on his hip. You knew what he was going to do, and you watched in anticipation as he turned her to look at him.

"How about you come with me this time? Meet a ton of amazing people and you can even come out on stage with us. I'm sure they'll all love you. I know I do."

Ciara lets out a squeal of excitement. "Willy daddy? You'll take me? I wuv you so much, daddy!"

Logan sets her down as he holds out a hand for her to high five. She slams her hand down on his happily as the boys cheer loudly, signaling the teen girls to scream. Ciara goes along with them as you watch tearfully. Logan was such a good dad, ever since day one.