Big Time Assistant | James Diamond

2.26; move

BTR was official going on tour!

Emily had taped up a global map on the wall in the studio, placing small pin with mini Big Time Rush flags into the cities where the band would play. 

While they had booked plenty of great venues in big cities in America, there was some trouble reaching international places.

"Look, the new album is called All Over Again, so I want this tour to be called the All Over The World Tour," Gustavo said, for the millionth time as Kelly frustratingly hung up the phone and Emily refreshed her email yet again to see no messages.

"Yeah, well, Germany won't call us back!" Kelly sighed.

Emily rolled around in her chair, "Australia still hasn't answered our email," she reminded them, her head back as she sighed, spinning in circles. 

The producer groaned, picking up his banana as Kendall ran in, fearful, "Gustavo, we have a problem."

"I know, we're booking our world tour and the world won't call us back!" He snapped. 

"Actually, no. Me and the guys got in a huge fight and they moved out."

Emily sat up straight, her legs stopping the spinning chair as she wide-eyed Kendall. "They moved out?" Her, Kelly, and Gustavo all questioned.

"Yeah," he winced, "so can you yell at them and get them to come back so we can be friends again?" Kendall smiled hopefully. 

"Yes, because I do not need this band breaking up before our soon-to-be world tour," he agreed. "Plus, I love to yell!" Gustavo took the last bite of his banana, spiking the peel to the floor. 

"Did you just spike a banana peel?" Emily wondered, getting out of her chair. 

"Pick it up before you slip on it and throw your back out," Kelly told him. 

"Oh, please," he scoffed, "that only happened in cartoons." Gustavo bent down to pick it up, a loud crack ringing out as she wheezed in pain. "My back."

Emily gasped, standing in front of the man who remained hunched over, arms dangling as he whispered. 

"Oh, this looks bad," Kelly muttered. 

"I can't move, or yell," Gustavo whispered.

"Maybe not that bad," Emily hummed, smiling at Kelly. Kendall whipped his head to head, panicked.

"Oh, yes it is!" He cried. "Because he needs to get to the Palm Woods so he can fix us."

"Kendall," he hushed out, "You and Emily have to do it yourself. You have to keep this band together." Kendall and Emily shared a nervous glance, knowing the guys could be stubborn and would never listen to them. "And, Kelly, call Doc Hollywood."

Kelly leaned over to the teens, "You know, I've never heard him whisper before." Emily perked her head up, nodding eagerly in agreement. 

"I will destroy all of you."

The girl flinched, pushing Kendall as he ran out of the studio with her. "You were fighting again?" She asked in disbelief. 

For the past week, Emily had barely seen the boys for two reasons; she was scheduling a tour and they could not stop fighting. Nothing even happened to make them upset with each other, one day in the park, they snapped at each other and began wrestling. 

"I don't know why we're fighting so much!" Kendall gasped.

"Do you know where they would've gone?"