Chapter 3 of Dirty Little Secret!

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Based off Ms. LaurenNicole's challenge

"Study my icon. Think about the many ways this girl is in Kendall's arm. The reality of things.

Who is the little girl? Where did she come from?"

Rating: PG

Warning: *This is a Future Fiction and there are flashbacks (in italics) and swearing, and a bit of 'suggested themes'.

Pairings: Camille/Kendall hints of Logan/Camille

A/N: I tried to put in perspective of how Logan felt when he found out. Don't know how it turned out. In addition, I put in some Kenmille/Kamille (Is that the shipping? I don't know.) Love in here. It's actually super cute :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush. No matter how bad I want it.

Onwards!


An unusual silence had taken over the apartment 2J. Kendall bit his lip. Why wasn't Logan freaking out?

Carlos was gaping like a fish, James was a frozen statue, and Katie's eyes were as big as a deer caught in headlights.

Logan . . . was silent. He was relatively calm.

Well he was, until he attacked Kendall, pinning him to the floor.

"How could you!" Logan screamed. Tears were spilling out, and his voice was hoarse.

"Logan . . . " Kendall's voice faltered.

"NO! I can't believe you! You were my best friend. And you betrayed me!" He sobbed. It was a tiny pathetic noise. Barely audible.

Kendall winced. He couldn't believe he caused this much pain for Logan.

Logan lifted him only to pound him back into the floor.

"Logan! Calm down!" Carlos pleaded.

Logan turned. His expression was livid, eyes bloodshot from tears and anger. "How can I?"

He then turned back to Kendall, taking one disgusted look at him before dropping him. Logan jumped up, wiping at his tears quickly with his sleeve. He took one look at all of them before calmly walking out.

Kendall was heartbroken. He expected tears and punches, not walking out. This was such a Logan like response, but it was worse. He rather have Logan yelling at him and punching him than have Logan walk out as if nothing happened.

Because when Logan yelled at him, he at least knew there was emotion behind it. Emotion meant forgiveness. Not right away, but eventually forgiveness would come.

When Logan ran out, it meant he didn't care anymore.

Meaning Kendall could never earn his forgiveness or his friendship back.

"Damn It." He whispered.

"Why?" A voice asked.

Kendall looks up from his spot on the floor. James.

"Why?" he repeats.

"Is there any reason for love?" Kendall whispered.

James sighs, taking a seat next to Kendall. Carlos follows his lead, taking a seat on the other side of Kendall.

"I would be pissed off at you right now," James states bluntly.

"Then why aren't you?"

"Because it's love. You can tell by a simple glance. It's in your eyes."

Kendall sighs, "I screwed up you guys."

"No shit Sherlock." Carlos snorts.

"So how do I fix it?"

James and Carlos shared a small glance before James whispers, "I don't think you can."


A week passed. As soon as Mrs. Knight came in, Kendall caved. She was disappointed, but regardless she accepted it. It's not like they could do anything about it.

Gustavo on the other hand wasn't as lenient on the situation. This would ruin their image. Until Kelly suggested he marry Camille.

"It's simple. Kendall and Camille get married. It won't be a big deal if they're eighteen and married. Besides, girls love the thought of going after something they can't have."

It was a simple enough solution.


Camille wasn't showing, but she was vomiting left and right. It seems like she couldn't eat anything without upchucking it. She said it was normal, but Kendall couldn't help but worry about her. And feel sorry. Here she was giving up her body, career, and comfort. All for their child. It bought a smile to his lips, thinking about their small life they created.

Her first appointment was on June 21st. Monitoring the pregnancy went without a glitch. They gave her a few pre-natal vitamins, and told her what she should expect, what she could and couldn't do (Kendall paid extra attention to what she couldn't do) and the different selections of reading available.

Overall, easy breezy.


Two weeks had passed before Kendall decided to pop the question. He took her back to the beach where they lost their virginities. They walked along the shore, shoes lost in the sand, pinkies connected. Kendall managed a quick glance at her. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow around her. Her hair was in waves with a small daisy tucked behind her ear. She had a glow about her, and she smiling, her eyes bright with happiness.

Her beauty always hypnotized Kendall.

Kendall took a deep breath in before sticking his hand in his pocket. He fumbled around for the small object. After a few moments, his long fingers grasped the miniscule item. He let go the ring go and took his hand out of his pocket. He took another deep breath.

It was now or never.

He stopped walking, making Camille turn towards him, confusion written on her face.

"I told you I loved you right?" He asked.

She took a few steps towards him, slipping her arms around his neck. "Of course."

He rested his hands are her narrow hips. "I meant it."

"Mhmmm."

"I do! I'll scream it to the whole world. 'I love Camille Roberts!" He exclaimed.

She chuckled. "Go ahead then."

He leaned down giving a slight kiss on her temple before whispering in her ear. "I love Camille Roberts."

"I thought you said the world." She teased.

"You're my world." He whispered.

She smiled goofily. "You're so cheesy."

"You know you love it."

She giggled. "I remember you asked me why I had waterproof mascara."

"You told me so if you cried; it wouldn't get ruined and run down your face."

"And then you chucked it into the trash."

"You asked why."

She smiles even bigger (If that's even possible) at the next part. "You told me that as long as I was with you, you would never make me cry. That you rather die before you made me cry."

"I haven't broken that promise have I?" He asked.

She giggled once more. "No you didn't."

"Good." He paused before continuing, "I've always said how I could never describe why I loved you."

"Right?" She said not knowing where he was going with this.

"I'm going to try and list some of the reasons why."

"Some?" She quirked an eyebrow.

"It would take too long to list them all."

She smiled before nodding, signaling him to start.

"I can be myself when I'm with you. You love me with all my faults. When I'm grumpy, you never complain, You're never boring, You never make fun of my ideas or dreams, I can tell you anything and you won't be shocked, We can talk about anything or nothing- it doesn't matter to you."

Kendall took a breath before continuing, "You inspire me to become a better person, when I want to give up you push me forward. You're always behind my back to catch me when I fall. When you hold me tight, everything becomes all right. You always seem to know when something isn't right; you bring a smile to my face. You're by my side. You never intimidate me. When I'm with you, nothing else matters. A smile from you chases away all the blues. With you I feel, as if in a single lifetime, I have known the joy of a thousand years. I love you because you bring out the best in me. In the story of my life, the best chapters are filled with you. Every time I look at you, my heart misses a beat. I can see my dreams come true in the ocean of your eyes. Just a touch...and I lose my heart all over again. You're always on my mind. I just can't do without you. You've seen me at my worst and you still love me."

He smiles as he carries on. "You excite me, delight me, ignite me. You know all my secrets...and keep them. I love how complete I feel when I am with you. I love your ability to speak without saying a single word. I love the way you let me live my life freely without jealousy. I love how you would do anything in this world to make me happy. I love the way, how even though we may be miles apart I still feel like you're right here with me. I love the way you protect and defend me. I love laying in bed at night talking about nothing. I love your ability to make friends wherever we go. I love how every time I look at you, you take my breath away. I love the fact you're giving me the gift of our child."

Kendall sees that tears are threatening to spill over. He quickly wipes them away, smiling softly as he does so. He then rests his hands once more on her hips. "I love if I died right now I would be the happiest person alive knowing I found my one true love. I love the way you think you look awful when you first wake up when it is actually then I find you the most beautiful. I love the way you look when you are sleeping. I love your willingness to share everything and most especially your heart with me. I love your smile, laugh, honesty, strength, kindness, devotion, generosity, courage, optimism, confidence, gentleness, zaniness, intelligence, your love for music, your humor, how forgiving you are, how you're a dreamer like me, how you never take life for granted I've had the time of my life and I owe it all to you. There are endless reasons why I love you but the most important is...darling, knowing you is loving you."

Camille's crying by the time he finishes. She attacks his lips, giving him a passionate kiss. They breakaway eventually.

"Thank you." She whispers. She has a small on her lips, and her eyes are shining.

He smiles. "It's was easy to name the things I love about you, but also so hard because I had to limit it to just a few reasons when I can think of at least a million reasons why I love you."

As Kendall kneels on his knee, Camille gasps, trying to muffle the sound by covering her mouth with her hand.

Kendall takes a deep breath. "Camille Denise Roberts, will you do the honor of making me the happiest man on Earth by becoming my wife?"

"Yes." She whispers nodding.

He grins and jumps up, taking her petite hand and slipping the ring on. He gives her knuckles a gentle kiss before picking her up bridal style, walking along the shore. She giggles and lays her head on his chest.

"I love you." She whispers.

"I love you too Princess."

"Princess? Well Prince Charming are we going to have a happily ever after?" She giggles.

He grins down on her. "Of course. We're walking off into the sunset aren't we?"

She giggles once more. She sits up a bit, and sticks out her left hand and admires the ring. "It's beautiful Kendall." She whispers.

"It was my mother's. Before my dad died he said that when I meet the girl of my dreams that I want to spend forever use this ring and pass it on to our kids so the tradition keeps going."

She smiles, and lays her head back on his chest. They walk off into the sunset, a comfortable silence following. The only sounds are the waves crashing onto the shore and seagulls flying high above them.

Kendall remembers that he forgot to add something. "Camille?"

"Hmm?"

"Thank you. For making me the luckiest man on Earth."

"Thank you for making me feel like a princess."

Camille was the Princess and Kendall was her Prince Charming. They would live happily ever after. She knew that somehow, it would all end well.

Well . . . most of it.

They still had to deal with Logan after all.