A/N: Hello, all! So, I'm sorry about the late update, but I had family come to visit, therefore I was otherwise occupied. But, no fear, I am now back, and better than ever! Actually, I started school again on Monday, and I'll be a bit busy but I will never loose interest in fanfiction! So, again, I'm sorry for the slight inconvenience in update time, but I hope you enjoy the Chapter. Happy reading! ^_^

"I should have told you this a long time ago."

"I'm listening."

"I-I love you."

"I love you, too!"

"This is the most ridiculous movie ever." Kendall openly expressed his dislike of the sappy romantic drama that happened to be playing on TV.

"Come on, it's not that bad," Camille laughed, not a big fan of mushy love stories herself, and grabbed the remote that sat on the coffee table in front of her.

It had been about an hour since they had returned from the boardwalk, and the three were settled down on the couch, with Camille sitting in between the two boys. She looked to her left, and seeing that Kendall was still staring disgustedly at the television, she remembered that the remote was still in her hand. Smiling, she gently tapped his shoulder and handed him the device. He returned the smile, and changed the channel the moment the remote touched his hand. Camille laid back into the cushions and looked to her right, smiling sympathetically when she saw that Logan's small form was cuddled against her body, fast asleep. She put a comforting arm around him as a pained expression flickered across his face, and sighed when he relaxed once again. Suddenly, she felt Kendall's eyes on her and glanced up, meeting his gaze. His expression was full of understanding.

"You like him," he said to her calmly. It wasn't a question, or an accusation. It was simply a statement.

Camille's cheeks flooded with color, and she was so surprised that she couldn't speak for a minute. Even when she found her voice, she could barely get the words out.

"I-he-we… How-?" she sighed, in somewhat of a defeat. "Yes. I like him a lot."

Kendall smiled, looking (much to Camille's embarrassment) triumphant for a moment, and then his face was serious again.

"He likes you, too, Camille. In fact, he needs you. Especially now. Do you mind staying another night? It would really help."

Camille thought for a second. Kendall was right- Logan did need her, and she was almost positive that Kendall wouldn't be able to deal with this alone. The situation was wearing on him as well. He was trying hard to stay upbeat and seem confident for their benefit, and Camille knew it. Kendall was that kind of person- he was so selfless, and put a lot of effort into being strong for his friends in any situation. Camille knew this was also his way of asking her for help, and how could she refuse? The simple truth? She couldn't.

"Of course. I'll stay as long as you guys need me," she smiled, leaning in for a quick hug, but pulling away when Kendall failed to suppress a huge yawn.

"Okay, it's definitely time for bed," she chided playfully.

Kendall nodded and shut off the TV, stretching like a cat as he stood up. He almost started walking to his room, but something stopped him. He turned around.

"What about Logan?" he asked, glancing at his friend, who was still asleep at Camille's side.

Camille could tell that Kendall was tired, so she reassured him that it was okay for him to head to bed.

"I've got him, don't worry. Good night, Kendall," she said softly.

Kendall smiled, "'Night, Camille."

And with that, he was gone.

Camille felt instantly alone in the dark living room. She almost jumped out of her skin when Logan moaned softly beside her, shattering the eerie silence. She looked down at him, and saw that he was shaking. Immediately, she was concerned.

"Logan? Logan?" she shook him gently.

His eyes opened in what seemed like shock, and he sat up, staring wide-eyed straight ahead. His eyes were glassy, and his bottom lip was quivering. He looked confused and scared.

Camille grabbed his shoulders and turned him so that he was facing her and not the wall.

"Logan, what is it?" she asked, not sure if something really was wrong, or if she had just startled him.

All at once, tears poured from Logan's eyes, and he slumped against Camille, clinging to her desperately. Camille was stunned for a minute before she mentally slapped herself and regained control of her emotions. She put her arms around him, and pulled him onto her lap with ease.

"It's alright, Logan... Just-just let it all out," she whispered gently. Camille was afraid, though she would try hide it, and she wasn't sure that she would be able to deal with Logan being so upset much longer. But even more, she was worried that she wouldn't be able to help him enough that he would come out of it the same person.

She was called out of her thoughts by Logan's voice.

"Camille?" he whispered. He sounded so... broken.

Camille's eyes welled up.

"Yes?" she hugged him closer as a fresh wave of tears flowed down his face.

He looked up at her, his eyes desperately needing something to keep him grounded.

"Could you... S-stay with me tonight? Please? I don't want to be alone," he leaned against her again, like the simple response had drained his energy.

Camille could have sworn her heart exploded with compassion and sympathy.

"Of course. And you're never alone Logan, remember that." she found it hard to speak past the lump in her throat.

She felt him nod against her, his body still quivering slightly.

"Thanks, Camille," he whispered, and by his tone she could tell he was falling asleep again.

"Hey," she said, just the right volume to get his attention. "Do you want to go to your room?"

She felt him nod, which he seemed to be doing a lot lately.

"Okay, but you have to help me, don't fall asleep just yet."

"'Kay," he mumbled, trying to stand.

"Let me help you," she said gently, wrapping a supportive arm around his torso and leading him to his room.

Camille walked as quietly as she could, so she wouldn't run the risk of waking Kendall. She paused when she entered the room, letting her eyes adjust to the suffocating darkness that seemed to be pressing down on her. When her vision cleared, she walked Logan to his bed, and laid him down gently. She pulled the blankets over him, and when he was comfortably settled, she climbed into the bed next to him, and wrapped her arms around his body. He snuggled into the embrace, and when his breathed slowed and deepened, Camille knew he had fallen asleep.

She sighed, and figured she might as well get some sleep herself. As silently as she could, she slid down into the blankets and laid her head on the pillow next to Logan. Closing her eyes, Camille promised herself that she would wake up early to make sure that Logan was okay.

A/N: I know it was shorter and less exciting than the previous Chapter, and I originally had more planned for this, but I decided to save the boat-load of angst for the next Chapter. :) Haha, you know I love you guys! And I just wanted to thank all of you for taking the time to review, especially those anonymous reviewers! Big shout-out to all of you! Be sure to tell me what you think! Until next time,

-CandySmile- ^_^