A.N: Hey readers. This is my first story! Please leave me a review, I have almost no idea what I'm doling XD!
Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush. I doubt you'd watch the show or listen to the music if I did.
I don't know why you always get so insecure.
I wish you could see what I see,
When you're looking in the mirror
And why don't you believe me when I say,
That to me you get more beautiful everyday?
It was coming to the point where Logan could no longer bear it. He watched helplessly everyday as he put her down, stood her up and made her feel absolutely worthless. He wanted to help, oh god how he wanted to help her, but she did nothing but push him away.
"Camille, please just talk to me!"
"Go away Logan Mitchell, it's none of your business."
When you're looking at the magazines,
And thinking that you'll never measure up
You're wrong.
Cause you're my Cover-Covergirl
I think you're a superstar
Yeah, you are
Why don't you know?
Yeah you're so pretty, that it hurts
It's what's underneath your skin,
The beauty that shines within,
You're the only one that rocks my world.
My Covergirl
The last straw came when he went to her apartment to apologize.
"Hey Camille I—"
Stopped in his tracks, eyes wide, seeing absolutely nothing but her, standing shakily by her sink, knife held tremblingly to her wrist as she gazed brokenly back up at him. Feeling nothing but a white-hot anger at the piece of shit that had caused her this pain.
"Hey," she answered weakly.
You walk in rainboots on a perfect summer day,
Somehow you always see the darkside,
When everything's okay. And
You wear baggy clothes to camoflague your shape, woah,
But you know that I love you
Just the way you're made.
When you're looking at the magazines,
And thinking that you're just not good enough
You're so wrong baby
In a flag he's by her side, yanking the knife from her protesting hands and, while ignoring her indignant cries of "LOGAN, GIVE IT BACK YOUR FUCKING JERK!" throwing it int eh sink before wrapping her in a tight hug. At first she struggles to be free, but he refuses to let go.
"You scared me," he whispers to her, "You scared me so bad." That's all it takes.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she bawls into his shoulder, letting out trembling apologizies every couple of seconds as he runs his fingers through her dark hair and whispers "shhhh, shhhhh." Somehow the pair finds their way to her couch where he sets her on his lap and rocks her gently back and forth, singing softly,
"Cause you're my cover-covergirl,
I think you're a superstar
Yeah, you are,
Why don't you know?
Yeah, you're so pretty, that it hurts.
It's what's underneath your skin,
The beauty that shines within.
You're the only one that rocks my world,
My covergirl."
Finally her tears slow, and she looks up guiltily into his face.
"Sorry," she whispers.
He just smiles warmly at her and kisses her on the forehead. She doesn't need to be sorry. He'll take care of everything for her, including that little bastard. And he knows one thing fore sure: he's sure as hell never letting her go again.
A.N: Oh god, that ending was just terrible O.o Please Review, and no flames please!