Cherry Bomb (Big Time Rush)

Trip Stumble and Fall

James forced on another fake smile as another crying and flustered girl came up to the table to get his autograph and shake his hand and babble on about how she was his number one fan. It was all ridiculous to begin with, James didn't even want to be there. But Logan had promised that this would make James look at least productive and not still in the slumps about Jett. And it was the only thing that Logan could think about at such notice and to get his name out in the public again.

Beggars can't be choosers after all.

And it was always the weird group of fans that came to the meet and greet. The ones that were bordering on stalker status and just plain crazy. Girls were sobbing over him, screaming his name, trying to paw and grab at him whenever he walked by. It was absolutely insane, but then again it was the price of fame. All James had to do was take a couple of pictures, sign a couple of CDs and then be able to go home. And if a cute fan happened to be among the crowd of crazy ones, maybe he'll take them home with him. . .nah, Logan will have a spaz attack.

And in the mist of the swarming girls and fanatic fans, Carlos and Kendall were standing in the line, Carlos bouncing up and down on his heels. He never met James up close, sure he's been to his concerts and stuff like that, but now he gets to meet him! He gets to touch him. It was almost too much for Carlos to handle. Kendall, on the other hand, was stiff as can be. Carlos just assumed it was from nerves at meeting a celebrity. Kendall was nervous.

But it was nerves of a different subject.

What was he going to do when he came face to face with the father of his unborn child? What was he going to say? Should he say anything at all? What was there to say? He was going to sound like a complete idiot if James didn't even remember it. Especially since both of them were drunk off their asses. He felt his heart beat and thud every time the line moved and was debating in his mind whether or not to just run off. But the way that Carlos would sometimes pull him along, shaking him from his train of thought, it would make it very difficult to leave. He could see the celebrity shaking hands and conversing with the fans and his heart began to beat even faster now, remembering the night.

James' hair wasn't combed neat and stylized like it was now, it was tousled and sticking up from all ends from Kendall running fingers through it and pulling at it. His cheeks were light and tanned now, but they were flushed and red when Kendall was kissing them. He remembered the occasional smirk James gave at the smiling fans, the same smirk James gave Kendall when the blond moaned in pleasure at James touching him in all the right places. And whenever James opened his mouth to give a laugh at a girl's bad joke, Kendall couldn't help but think about the other noises that came from James' lips, the moans and the heavy breathing and the 'oh yeah's. Kendall felt his brain going numb and his mouth going dry. Carlos nudged the taller boy.

"We're almost there!" he chirped in happiness, then noticed Kendall's sick expression, "A-Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?"

Kendall needed to lie down and possibly wake up from the nightmare he was living. He pat the Latino on the shoulder. "No, I'm alright," the blond muttered out, eyes still staring at the brunette waving goodbye at departing fans. They were so close, they could now hear his voice clearly and the words that he was saying. It was now or never, he just had to find the right way to tell him. To tell a celebrity that he just knocked up some random guy off the street and they were going to have a baby. Or not, Kendall really didn't know what the hell to do anymore. And when the girl in front of them walked up to the table to get her minute with James, everything that he was planning on saying to the brunette went out of his head.

He was fucked, end of story.

James waved off the next girl, glad that the overly excited teen was leaving and glanced over at the next two people in line. A Latino and a turning red blond. James smiled a bit, they both were cute. Maybe they would be interested in a threesome later at his home, that is, if Logan wasn't around to nag him about other publicity ideas. Carlos bounded over to the table first, Kendall shakily walking over a couple seconds later.