I was one foot out the door, I couldn't play that part no more. The chemistry just wasn't there, I couldn't act like I didn't care, when I do, I do. ~Intermission (Big Time Rush)
Touring takes a toll on everyone that is involved. The managers, stylists, assitants, sponsors, performers and, the most forgotten of everyone, the people who love the performers. The people left at home to wait for them to come home. They try their best to make it out to a performance or two but they have things that they have to do as well. They have jobs and families and other responsiblities and commitments. So they try and watch the televised performances, but end up turning it off after the first song, because the pain of not being there with their loved one is just too strong. Mothers, fathers, siblings, boyfriends, girlfriends. They all know that pain. It's strong and it's overwhelming and it's miserably heartbreaking.
*Flashback*
Camille Roberts happily hopped out of her seat, rushing over to her boyfriend, Logan Mitchell, who was just getting back from rehearsals at Rocque Records. She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly, something she always did when he got back. He hugged her back, but not as happily and not nearly as tight as he usually did. Camille pulled away and looked at him, noticing the sadness mixed with excitement in his eyes.
"Logie, what's wrong? What happened?" she asked, panic running through her.
"We're going on tour," Logan said, his voice breaking slightly.
"Isn't that a good thing?"
Logan sighed and put his hands on her hips, holding onto her as though she would run away from him, suddenly disapeer from his life. He needed her to be next to him. Logan was in love and he didn't want to ruin that.
"It's a year long tour. We're going international, baby," he said softly, not wanting the other girlfriends to hear the announcement before their respective boyfriends told them about it.
Camille was silent, tears welling up in her eyes as she willed herself not to cry. "A year? International?"
"Yes."
Taking in a deep and shakey breath Camille leaned forward and pressed a kiss on Logans lips. "Congratulations," she whispered softly.
*End Flashback*
That was two weeks earlier. Now the boys were three days away from their first performance, which would be in downtown LA. All the girls had tickets and backstage passes and everything else that comes with being a girlfriend of Big Time Rush. It was a good thing, they would be able to see the guys and wish them good luck after the show as they took off to their next stop; Eugene, Oregan. They were doing one performance per state and then two shows in Canada, Mexico, Germany, England and Australia. After that they would be back home.
Camille and Logan were sitting in 2J, watching the newest episode of New Town High. Usually, they would be snuggled up and enjoying each others company. But, today was different. Camille was sitting a couple inches from Logan and she had a pillow pressed tightly against her torso. She looked fine, her curly hair done perfectly and her make-up giving her the natural look that she always sported. She was just distant, something that was starting to bug Logan.
He scooted closer to her, slinging his arm over the back of the couch so that he was halfway cuddling her. She tensed up when he did that but he stayed there, waiting for her to calm down. When she did he rested his hand on her shoulder and slipped his index finger into the sleeve of her floral dress. Camille sighed and continued watching television.
Logan drew small hearts on her shoulder and leaned so that his head rested against hers. She smelled like vanilla and raspberries, which made Logan smile. He pressed a kiss to her cheek and he felt her cheek twitch under his touch. He moved to place a kiss right below her ear, slipping his arm behind her so that it was around her hips, allowing his to place his hand on her thigh.
"Logie, stop it," Camille complained.
Logan stopped quickly. "Stop it?" he asked. She'd never told him to stop it before.
"Yeah. Stop it," Camille said again.
He sat up and looked at her. "What's going on? You've been like this for days! And now you're telling me to stop kissing you? You've never done that before."
Camille nodded her head, looking down at her hands, which were folded in her lap, holding the pillow in place that was against her stomach.
"Logan, I can't do this right now," Camille said, her voice shaking.
"What's going on? What did I do?" Logan asked, pushing a stray piece of hair behind her ear. That's when he noticed the tears shimmering in her eyes. "Camille, baby. Don't cry!"
Camille let out a weak sob, allowing some of the tears to fall down her face. "Logan, I'm sorry. We just can't be like this right now. I can't handle it. Please understand. Please," she begged.
"Like what? Camille, come here," Logan said, pulling her close to him so that she was snuggled up against his chest. Camille pushed the pillow away and wrapped her arms around Logan's waist, letting herself to cry into his chest.
"I just can't. I can't do this long distance thing, Logie. I can't sit here everyday and pretend like my heart isn't breaking. I can't sit here and watch interviews of you and the guys and wonder if you've met another girl on tour. I just can't. I'm sorry," Camille cried.
Logan stroked her hair a couple of times, looking straight ahead of him at the big peace sign on the wall, his thoughts taking over his mind. "Are you breaking up with me?" he asked softly.
Camille sniffled and sat up, wiping tears from her face. She nodded hesitantly. "I'm so sorry," she whispered.
A choked sob escaped Logan's throat. "What... what about when I get back? Will you still be here? Will you give me another chance?" he asked, trying to keep it together.
"Of course, Logie. Of course," Camille said.
Logan smiled weakly. "Can... what... A goodbye kiss?"
Without answering Camille laced her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. She let him pull her onto his lap and she let him continue kissing her even when his own tears started to fall slowly from his eyes. This was painful for both of them. They were both madly in love. But, both of them knew that, after all this was over, they'd still have each other. Logan would have a girl to come home to and Camille would give him a welcome home slap, kiss and tackle hug. Everythng would go back to normal, after this short intermission.
