This is my first real story, I only did a small one-shot before. Please R&R! I only got one review for the other one!
So basically I was watching BTR when this idea came into my mind and because I'm in love with Logan and Camille I had to write about it.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN BIG TIME RUSH
"I wonder what Camille got me" Logan said out loud to nobody in particular.
He examined little package that Camille had handed to him. It was Christmas morning and the rest of the guys were watching a movie with Bitters, but Logan had told them he needed to go upstairs to get his sweater because he was cold. As he sat in the empty apartment he wondered what she could have gotten him. It wasn't that big, but it wasn't small either. He hoped it wasn't anything big and crazy; he had only gotten her a canned ham. She seemed satisfied with it, but she was Camille and you never could be sure of anything with her. Even though he was convinced she was a certified psycho, he still liked her deep down inside. He regretted breaking up with her, but didn't know how to tell her he was sorry. He had made them just another statistic, and he was surprised she had forgiven him so quickly for it. Even though they were "just friends", he wanted to be more than that.
He carefully tore the red wrapping paper off of the little present. What he saw amazed him. Inside was the brand new microscope he had been dying to buy. It was a powerful hand-held microscope that he had seen in one of his magazines and he knew it must have cost over 100 dollars. He wondered how she had knew he had wanted it, but then he remembered.
It was a yucky looking day at the Palmwoods. The pool was closed because of thunder and lightning so everybody was locked up in the hotel. Logan had invited Camille to come over to 2J and hang out because he knew that she was all alone inside her apartment because Jo had an audition to go to. They were sitting on the bright orange couch reading various items. Camille was
"What are you looking at Logan?" Camille asked
Camille was reading her scripts while he was reading some unknown genius magazine. There was a doctor in a mask on the cover and it had words that she was pretty sure weren't in English. They looked like a foreign language from outer space. Sometimes it fascinated her how Logan could read things like that and actually be interested. She was curious as to what he could possibly be reading. He had a look on his face that made him look funny and irresistible all at the same time.
"Ooh fancy, a hand-held microscope. Capable of making the smallest objects look huge! Fancy, fancy stuff" she said as she peered over his shoulder
"What are you talking about Camille?"
"You're looking at that ad like you're in love"
Logan blushed "Well I really want this microscope. I left my good microscope back in Minnesota and I the one I have barely works. It doesn't focus or magnify well and everything just comes out blurry."
Camille looked confused. She had no idea what Logan had said, but that was Logan.
"Okay then, I'm confused but that's normal. Hey you wanna help me rehearse my scripts?" Camille asked. She made a note of Logan really wanting that microscope. She decided she would save up her money to buy it for him.
"Sure let's go."
He instantly felt guilty that he hadn't gotten her a nicer gift when he saw a little note flutter to the floor. It was a piece of notebook paper with his name on it. He opened it up and read it.
Dear Logan,
By the time you read this I'll be on a plane headed to Connecticut so keep this gift. Don't even think about returning it, I know you won't though. You wanted this microscope so badly. I remember the look on your face when you were looking at the ad.
I miss being with you. I miss being able to kiss you without pretending it's an audition and I miss having your arm around me and the way it feels when I'm in your embrace. You probably won't want to get back together because I kissed James. I understand, he was your best friend and I must have hurt you a lot. I regret everything I've done, but I won't ever stop loving you. So this if my gift to you. I know you'll like it.
Love,
Camille
Logan looked at the note, not believing his eyes. He had thought Camille was mad at him since he had been so rude in breaking up with her, but apparently not. He decided when she came back from Connecticut he would make it up to her. He quickly grabbed his sweater and left the apartment, he was sure everybody was wondering where he was. After all, it was Christmas Day.