How many of you guys out there felt the earthquake? I did, but it was nothing more than a slight shaking. I hope all of you are alright. I would have had this up sooner but it is me best friend's birthday and my other best friend and I have been trying to make today perfect for her. This is my little half an hour break. Hope you enjoy it. This took some time to write.
Thank you for all the reviews! They mean so much to me. Here's chapter 2!
AN: I don't own anything.
"Table for two, Mitchell," Logan tells the waiter at the front of the restaurant.
"Fancy restaurant, Logan. You didn't need to do all this for me, we're just friends, right?" Camille jokes, but deep down, her heart is aching. She was half hoping that Logan would tell her that he wanted to be more than friends.
"Yeah... just friends," Logan's voice trails off, though his his heart, too is aching. He wanted to be more than friends, but he was afraid. He was afraid that she wouldn't return his feelings, and ruin their friendship.
"Come on! Let's go." Logan grabs her hand and pulls her into the restaurant.
As they enter, they are greeted by waiters and elaborate decorations. Long, red with gold drapes fall from the windows and chandeliers hang from the high ceiling. Clean white tablecloths with dark red napkins are spread out on the table and candles are lit up on each table. Rose petals are elegantly scattered on the tablecloths.
"Wow," Camille breathes out.
"Thank you, I'm surprised that you're still admiring me," Logan smirks as Camille playfully slaps his shoulder.
"I was complimenting the restaurant, not you," Camille teases, but even so, Camille is laughing right along with Logan.
"My lady," Logan says as he hold out a chair for Camille.
"Why, thank you," Camille sits down and Logan sits across from her.
"Hello, my name is Luke and I'll be your server for this evening. Are you ready to place your orders?"
After placing their orders, they were free to talk.
"This is nice, I'm glad we did this," Camille speaks up after the waiter leaves.
"Yeah, me too," Logan says taking a sip of his water.
"So..."
"So... Did you have any auditions lately?" Logs asked even though he knew the answer. He was the one to help her rehearse after all.
"Yeah, I have an audition for a new show soon." Camille senses his discomfort, and tries to lighten the mood.
"How's Gustavo been? Still a pain?"
The question seems to calm him because he smiles and says, "You have no idea how bad he is. Last week, he made James climb through the air duct to make sure There were no rats up there. He freaked." Logan chuckles, looking at Camille with his chocolate brown eyes.
"There was a rat?" Camille asked astonished. The great Gustavo Roque may be mean and demanding but he was very clean and organized. There was no way he would let a rat in his studio.
"No," Logan chuckles, shaking his head, "But there was a fan which Gustavo turned on. The air ruined his hair and he fell through the duct. Needless to say, he wasn't exactly Mr. Happy but it was very amusing to watch."
"That's so mean, was be okay though? He did fall like ten feet from the duct." Camille asks, slightly concerned but definitely amused.
"Yeah besides his hair and pride. He was screaming like a four year old girl. He spent an hour after that fixing his hair."
Both Camille and Logan were now at ease. They were enjoying themselves as well as laughing with tears in their eyes.
"I think you've just made my day, Logan," Camille tells him, smiling widely.
"Thank you. It was my pleasure," Logan takes a small bow making Camille erupt into giggles once again.
There's a long, awkward silence after that. Neither is sure what to say next. Both want to say that they want to get back together, but neither can gather the courage to do so.
"Listen, Camille," Logan starts as hope fills Camille, "I-I wanted to talk to you-" he is cut off by the waiter who arrives with their food.
"Alright, here's your food. Enjoy your meal."
"Way to ruin the moment," Camille mutters under her breath as soon as the waiter is out of sight.
"So... What is it that you wanted to tell me?" Camille asks sweetly.
Nervous, Logan backs out of his original plan. "I- I just wanted to tell you how much fun I am having. We...should do this again."
Disappointed, Camille sighs and nods. "It is, I'm having fun, too. We should do this again," Camille says, playing with her pasta.
They eat the rest if their dinner in silence.
"Camille? I want to show you something, okay?" Camille nods and sits patiently in the Big Time Rush Mobile.
Suddenly, he stops and parks the car.
"Come on, follow me," Logan hold her hand and breaks into a jog. Soon, they're both laughing as they run alongside with each other.
They walk into a forest- like area which is covered in bushes and ivory.
"What is it, Logan?" Camille asks Logan, slightly confused.
"Shhhh. Don't ask questions." Logan covers her eyes with his hands and he guides them through the woods.
"Logan!" Camille complains only to get a chuckle out of Logan.
"Wait, we're almost there."
"What-" she's cut off when Logan removes his hands from her eyes.
She gasps. The sight before her is so... beautiful. There is a large rock in the middle of a small meadow. Tall grass surrounds it along with some wildflowers. Trees hang above their heads, creating a shelter. But that's not what amazes her.
They maneuver themselves over to the large rich which they sit upon. When they look in the distance, they can see the sunset perfectly. The sky displays a blend of red, pink, orange and yellow in the sky. It was beautiful.
"Wow, it's beautiful," she says with a small smile on her face.
Logan returns her smile and answers, "I know. This is where I come to think and clear my head. No one know about this place except me and now...you. Don't tell anyone though."
"Don't worry, I won't." she laughs, still admiring the sight.
"Can I ask you when you found this place?"
"Yeah, I think it was a little while after...we broke up," Logan offers a small, sad smile.
"I'm glad you showed me this, really. Thank you."
"You're welcome but you don't need to thank me. I wanted to show you."
"Well then, I'm honored." they smile at each other and sit there until the sun sets completely.
They take their time going back to the car and to the PalmWoods.
Logan walks her to her apartment. "I had fun tonight, Camille. Would you like to do this again?"
"I would love to." Camille smiles and Logan smiles back.
They lean closer and closer until their lips meet in the middle. Camille wraps her arms around his neck while he wraps his arms around her waist. He pulls her closer and deepens the kiss a bit when he tastes the lingering taste of Coke on her lips.
They pull apart and rest their foreheads against each others, their breaths tickling each others' faces.
"Good night, Logan."
"Good night, Camille."
Both were smiling goofily as soon as the other was out of sight.
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Camille slipped inside her apartment, smiling.
"So how did it go?" Jo asks excitedly.
Startled, Camille puts a hand over her heart as she jumps.
"What are you doing here? You scared me to death!"
Jo laughs and tell her, "Your dad let us in."
"Yeah, you didn't think we snuck in, right?" Stephanie asks.
Camille shakes her head but is still confused.
"How did your date go?"
"It wasn't a date." Camille tells her, sighing while she takes of her jacket.
"But you wanted it to be, right?" Rachel asked, smirking.
When Camille doesn't respond, they all begin to tease her.
"So how did it go?" Jo teases, nudging her side.
"If you must know, it was really nice." Camille says, smiling to herself.
"What did you do?"
"He took me to this fancy restaurant and we...talked."
"What happened after that?" Stephanie asks eagerly.
"He actually- he took me home after that," Camille catches herself in spilling Logan's secret place.
"Are you sure? You don't sound sure." Camille nods, blushing when she remembers their kiss.
"What else happened? You're hiding something."
"N-nothing," Camille hurries to her room so her friends can't ask her any more questions.
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Logan, too slipped inside his apartment only to be greeted by his friends smiling like idiots.
"So... how did it go?" they all ask at the same time.
"Fine." Logan tries to leave the room only to be stopped by his friends.
"Tell us what you did." James complains and Logan gives him a strange look. "What I don't have a girlfriend, at least let me know what you did."
"Fine. I took her to dinner, okay?"
"Come on, that's not enough details." Kendall whines.
"It wasn't even a date, Kendall. We're just friends."
"But you want to be more, right?" Kendall inquires.
Logan blushes but nods. He doesn't bother to hide it from them because he know that they already know the answer.
"Awww our little Logie is embarrassed!" his friends tease him and pinch his cheeks.
"Shut up, guys." Logan glares at them and makes himself upstairs to the room Kendall and he shares.
He lays in bed, smiling goofily to himself while two floors above him, Camille is doing the same thing, in her bedroom.
AN: I really didn't like the ending but I didn't know how to end it. Tell me what you think of the rest of the chapter though. Thank you so much for reading and all the reviews! You guys dint know how much they all mean to me. Please review!