"James. James!" Kelly Wainwright screamed from outside of the recording booth. James Diamond looked around to see confusion in the eyes of Carlos Garcia, Logan Mitchell, and Kendall Knight, who with him formed the band Big Time Rush. Not only was there confusion, but looks of annoyance from Gustavo, the band's music producer and Kelly, Gustavo's assistant.

"Dude, you zoned out again." Carlos whispered to James as everyone went back to their microphones. "Gustavo wants us to try the last part of Invisible again."
James looked at the clock. 3:15. Where had the time gone? He felt as if he he'd been zoned out for weeks. James yawned and looked around the booth to his band mates. They all looked as exhausted as he felt. It had been 4 weeks since the boys started writing and recording for the new album. This meant 4 weeks stuck at Roc Records with not so much as a 30 minute break, and 4 weeks of none stop Big Time Rush; all day, every day. James loved being in the studio and loved the time spent with the three other guys beside him, but after 4 weeks of being around each other, James was starting to feel on edge and being on edge made his mind wander.

Time seemed to be moving at an unusual pace these days. To James, Big Time Rush had become number one pop sensations overnight. James wasn't upset about this by any means. He had always dreamed of this life; recording albums, performing to sold out crowds, screaming fans worshiping his every move. Since he was young James always knew he wanted to be famous. He never believed his dream would come true this fast. It seemed like yesterday he was singing songs to himself while he and the boys were skating around the hockey rink in Minnesota. The next thing they knew, they were moving to Hollywood to try and make it as a singing group. In an instant two years had gone by with a platinum selling record and 2 tours under their belts. It was hard to believe they were on the verge of completing the 2nd record with another tour not far behind. It was even harder to believe that almost all of James' wildest dreams had come true. Almost all of his dreams.

As the music faded, the boys waited in anticipation as Gustavo and Kelly discussed their last performance. As soon as they saw the huge grin shining from Kelly's face, they knew they had done their job. Before Gustavo and Kelly could "Have a nice break," all four boys ran out of the booth and were gone.

"I thought we'd NEVER leave the studio!" Kendall announced as the boys got on the shuttle back to their apartment. "I'm going to be singing these songs in my sleep!"
"You better get used to it; Gustavo has already started booking venues for the next tour." Logan said, matter-of-factly. "You're going to be singing it every night for the next few months."

The boys sat in silence as Logan's comment sunk in.

"Look on the bright side, guys;" Carlos started, "we have the next four weeks off to do whatever we want. No Gustavo, No Kelly, no worries. Just home town fun, home town cooking…"

"and home town girls!" said Kendall, continuing Carlos' exact thought.

While the other boys seemed happy at the thought of getting away from the LA scene, James felt knot in his throat. He swallowed hard and plastered a smile on his face to match the others. The boys had decided to spend their time off back home in Minnesota with family and friends. James should have been more than eager to get home but something was seriously holding him back.

The thoughts escaped his mind as the shuttle approached the Palm Woods. After 4 weeks of early morning recording calls, and late night rehearsals, the boys hardly recognized their LA home during the light of day. It was already mid-July and most of the kids at the Palm Woods were already on their own vacations. As the boys walked into the lobby, they saw a few familiar faces still hanging around. One of which being the eager smile of Camille Roberts. Camille had been at the Palm Woods pursuing her acting career as long as Big Time Rush had been for their music. Not only did she become one of the boys' best friends here, but she remained, to this day, as Logan's "on again, off again" girlfriend. As Camille approached them, James felt his cheeks get hot realizing he couldn't take his eyes off of her. It wasn't until she leaned in to kiss Logan that James was brought back to reality; they were definitely back on.

The "off again" part of Logan and Camille's relationship was partly due to James' own relationship with Camille. Although they weren't great friends at the beginning, James often stepped in when Camille needed an acting partner and their mutual love of acting kept them close. That was until a kiss in a script turned into a kiss that seemed to James forever. They both vowed to themselves and Logan that the kiss was just acting and nothing more. After that day, Camille and Logan were sorting their relationship and James felt it necessary to keep his distance from her as much as possible.

"I cannot believe you boys are leaving me here alone in LA." Camille said as she put her arms around the boys. One arm went around Logan and the other arm went around James as they walked up to the boys' room. James felt chills run down entire body at her touch and he hoped nobody would notice as the blood rushed to his cheeks. If he could have run away right then and there without looking slightly insane, he would have. Instead he allowed himself the few minutes of bliss that came from having Camille's arm around him.

"Two weeks Camille free," James thought to himself, "two weeks without Camille and Logan holding hands, Camille and Logan staring into each other eyes, and making out every other minute." This really should have made James feel better, but instead the knot returned. It was two weeks without Camille. Period. Two weeks without her laugh, her smile, and the way she got excited when a new script came in. He'd even miss the pout her lips made when he'd make up an excuse not to rehearse with her. He almost wished he could find an excuse right now to stay at the Palm Woods so he could be with her. James bit his lower lip and shook the visions in his head away.


"So I guess this is it! You guys are off." Camille looked around to all the boys. Kendall and Carlos hugged Camille goodbye and started to walk into the terminal. Logan lingered to give Camille a proper goodbye, while James stayed pretending to look at his phone one last time. He bit back the rage that was building up inside of him as he stood by trying not to watch. Logan, to dazed by his kiss with Camille, wandered off down the terminal, not noticing James still standing there. Pretty soon it was just James and Camille standing there alone looking at each other. It seemed like minutes passed where they stood just staring at each other. James lips moved to form the words he knew he wouldn't be able to say.

"I'm going to miss you." Camille said biting her lower lip.

"Yeah, well I'm sure life is going to be pretty dull without Big Time Rush running around destroying the place." James replied nervously. He couldn't let his mind explore the thought that she meant him. Just him.

"James, you know what I mean. This place won't be the same without you here. I won't be the same without you here. It's all I've been thinking about since I found out you were leaving me." Camille brushed a piece of James hair out of his eyes.

Him leaving her? James searched her eyes looking to see if there was humor behind them. Her eyes were locked with his, more serious than he'd ever seen them. Camille was a good actress, but this all seemed more intense than any role she had ever played. He quickly looked away for fear that if he kept his eyes on her he would say something he wouldn't be able to take back. Camille put both of her hands on either side of his face. His skin burned where she laid her hands.

"Look at me," She focused his head back to her, "I know we're in a bit of a tough situation right now, but you have to know that I haven't stopped thinking about you since…" she trailed off. "I know you haven't either."

James studied her, confused. "But what about Logan? What about your BOYFRIEND? If you really felt something for me then why are you with him? Why did you get back together? How come you didn't just… " the questions came pouring out of James' mouth. It was as if that knot had disappeared and every question and every feeling James had toward Camille started to spill out. "…break it off? How come you said it meant nothing. You knew it meant something, it meant EVERY—" James' words were interrupted as Camille's lips crushed themselves against his. He wanted to pull away. He wanted to run away like a scared little boy, but every single cell in his body kept him standing in place. As much as his brain told him no, his arms wrapped themselves around her and pulled her in even closer. Their kiss was growing more and more urgent as the last call for his flight came over the loudspeaker. James closed his eyes and took everything in and committed it to memory. Who knew the next time he would feel Camille's warm body and quickening heartbeat so close to his. He might never again get a chance to be this close to her, to smell her perfume, and taste her lips again. It had been months since their first kiss but without hesitation, their lips moved together again, as one. Camille's hands traveled from his face to around his neck and then furiously through his hair. His hands seemed to act on their own exploring her long curly hair, down her back and finally wresting around her waist. It was as if they'd been doing this all their lives. Her kiss felt so familiar to him, yet, the feeling of knowing that this kiss had meant as much to her as it did to him made James feel like kissing her was brand new territory he had never discovered. James hands went idly back up Camille's back pulling her even closer still. He didn't want to let her go, but suddenly, he felt a force pulling him away from her. He opened his eyes as Camille's face drifted farther and farther away from him.

"Dude, are you KIDDING me?" Logan had grabbed James by the shoulder and stood before him with a face of disbelief. Suddenly everything went blurry. James felt the heat rise into his face.

"James, you're clearly more tired than I thought, man." James opened his eyes to see Logan shaking him awake, "That wasn't even an hour drive and you're out like a light. Wake up! We're here."

Visions of Camille slowly faded away as the van came to stop in front of James' house. James looked around and he tried to fathom how he'd gotten there. It was just a second ago he was in the airport kissing Camille. There, James was fully willing ruin his best friend's relationship and now he was in a van thousands of miles away. As horrified as he was to see Logan appear, James almost wished the dream was real. At least then he and Camille could be out the open, disregarding the effect it would have on his friendship with Logan. Instead, nothing had changed, and he was still without Camille and this made the knot in James throat even tighter than ever.

"Was it a good dream at least, buddy?" Carlos said opening up the door to the van and hopping out.

"Yeah, it was… fine." James sighed as he got out of the van after him.