Big Time POV Switch

Logan's POV: Picture This

*Logan's POV*

               "How are you Rushers doing out there tonight?" I asked enthusiastically into the microphone as the boys and I all took a break from the intensity and spotlights. We just finished our opening number for the first show.

               The crowd cheered and screamed back to me in response to my question, causing me to smile-I loved this.

               "I hope you can all picture the story in the next song in your heads!" Kendall said as music began to play.

               "Picture this first kiss 'neath the moon light. Slow dance, cover band playing all night-" Carlos began to sing.

               "When you look into your future who's there standing with you when you close your eyes?" James sang.

               "Do you see what I see? You and me, it’s like a movie scene. That's the way you know it should be, the two of us together. Girl can you picture this?" We all sang. I suddenly realized that the past few weeks, couple months-whatever they were had been like a movie scene.

               We rescued a little girl who needed help, went through crazy ups and downs with her and with each other, lost her, and now have to focus on something that our managers think is more important. Can I picture it? Yes, because it’s all true. My life was going good, and I was just a normal rich person until I had a change of heart. Then boom! My life turned into a real life fan fiction.

               I was so lost in my thoughts that I’d missed my solo. I hadn’t realized what was going on until Kendall came to my side. “You okay buddy?” he asked me. The music had stopped suddenly and all the guys were staring at me. “Logie?” Kendall asked.

               I didn’t respond, I was so out of it. What do I say? Of course I’m not okay! I began to tear up, and full-out cry. The crowd got quiet, a few mumbles and whispers were the only noises in the arena. Kendall took me into his arms, then James came, and then Carlos. We all stood there in a group hug for a while.

               When we broke away I said to them, “I think it’s time we finally address the issues and rumors.”

               “Are you sure?” Kendall asked.

               “I’m positive,” I replied.

               “Okay man,” Carlos said.

               “You want to say everything by yourself?” James asked me.

               “Yeah,” I replied.

               I walked downstage to the center and sat down right in front of the mosh pit. I took a deep breath and then began, “A few weeks ago some rumors about me being a father were started. We’ll they’re partially true. I am a father. My daughter’s name is Addie and she’s fifteen years old. The boys and I decided to adopt her recently.

               “She’s been through a lot of horrible, horrible things that many of you wouldn’t understand. I don’t want any more hate comments and rumors going around because all they are doing is causing Addie pain. I almost lost her-we all almost lost her and she means so much to me and the guys.

               “Right now she’s getting help for her severe depression, and the guys and I aren’t allowed to see her often-on top of that our manger only wants us to focus on the tour. But how can we do that when all of us are preoccupied and worried?

               “I wanted you all to know that I love and care about each and every one of you Rushers worldwide, and even though I don’t know you, I’m lucky you’re all in my life. So all I’m asking for right now is to have some support and to make this one of the best tours ever, because the guys and I are under a lot of pressure.

               “All we want is for all of you to be happy and to have fun, and to know that because you’re a Rusher life should be a little more stress and carefree because we are trying to make you forget about all your troubles when you play our songs.”

               “I’m sorry,” I heard a familiar voice in the audience say. I looked down to see Bree sitting in the front row of the mosh pit. She was crying. I hopped off the stage, causing my body guards to flip the fuck out and rush to my side, and walked over to her.

               “What are you doing here? I thought you lived back in L.A.?” I said to her.

               “A Rusher can’t follow you guys on tour?” she asked through her tears.

               “I guess what I really meant was why are you here? After the commotion you caused…”

               “I really am sorry. I never think before I do anything when I’m angry and I’ve been trying so hard to change that,” she told me.

               “It would’ve happened sooner or later,” I told her with a sigh.

               “I’m sorry Logan…” she said again.

               “Come here,” I said as I pulled her into my arms, “I forgive you.”

               “Logan,” I heard Kendall say from the stage. “We have to finish the show now.”

               “Goodbye Bree,” I said as I walked away and jumped back onto the stage.

               “Enough with the heavy then,” James said.

               “Please!” Los said.

               “Good, then let’s throwback our set list shall we?” I said.

               “What song are you thinking?” Kendall asked.

               I didn’t give the DJ the title, all I said was “THROW IT UP!”

               And in response the crowd went “WOO HOO!”