A/N: I think this chapter's a bit longer, well that's the way it looks on the word document, anyway, but you all know the weird things does when you put things up there. Anywho, please review, and I'll respond in the next chapter, I swear.

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Chapter 7 – "Are you OK?"

"You can do this," Camille encouraged, grabbing Jo's shoulder roughly "You're Jo Taylor! New Town High's acting superstar, if you can't do it, then no one can!"

"You could," Jo muttered before heading into the pharmacy, pulling her scarf higher over her head, covering her hair and pushing her sunglasses further up her nose. She scanned the pharmacy and spotted a box of tests near the medication. She grabbed it and made her way up to the counter and stood in line behind a well-dressed woman who looked to be about fifty. The woman paid for her things, and turned to spot the tests in Jo's hand. She shook her head sternly, clicking her tongue as she did so. Jo ignored her, stepping forward to pay for the tests. She tossed them into her handbag, pulling the scarf off her head, but she immediately regretted this, however, because she was suddenly surrounded by people with cameras and microphones and notepads.

"Jo! Jo, over here!"

"What's in your bag?"

"What's coming up next for New Town High?"

"Jo! Why are you hiding your face?" Jo looked frantically at Camille, who nodded, let out a wail and collapsed onto the floor. The paparazzi, however, ignored her and continued to interrogate Jo. Camille got up angrily, looking around for an idea, and suddenly she spotted four boys walking past, without thinking, she took a great breath,

"Oh my gosh! It's Big Time Rush!" as one, the reporters looked up and bustled noisily over to the boys. Camille smiled triumphantly, but her smile faded as she noticed a large figure trying to block the boys from view; Freight Train! Camille snuck a peak behind him to see, sure enough, that Logan, Carlos, James and Kendall were standing there, pushed up against the wall. Camille span around, waving at Jo, who looked up.

"It's Kendall and the guys!" Jo hastily took off her sunglasses and scarf, shoving them in her bag to cover the tests as the paparazzi scattered and Kendall darted around Freight Train and made his way towards her, the other three guys following in pursuit. "Jo! You feeling better?" Carlos asked her, and Kendall, pushing him aside, stepped in front of Jo, his hand on her shoulder, concern filling his eyes.

"Are you Ok?" he asked her, watching as her eyes darted to Camille and back to him again, and she forced a smile.

"Yeah, fine," she kissed his cheek "I'll see you later Kendall," she turned and grabbed Camille, dragging her out of the mall.

"Jo!" the brunette scolded as they reached her car "I was talking to Logan!"

"Sorry, Cami, but I gotta get home and start testing; I can't take not knowing anymore!" Camille started the car, backing out of the parking lot and heading back to the Palm Woods, where the two girls dashed through the lobby, past a confused Katie and into the elevator.

"Hurry!" Jo urged as Camille jabbed the level four button.

"I'm trying!" she responded, slipping out of the doors before they were open all the way and fumbling with her keys as they reached the apartment. The lock clicked and Jo wrenched open the door, throwing herself inside. Camille sighed wearily, setting down her purse on the counter and boiling a pot of tea as Jo dug the tests out of her bag and locked herself in the bathroom. Camille waited for what seemed like an eternity, pacing, before setting down her empty mug and heading towards the bathroom, knocking tentatively on the door.

"Jo?" she called gently "Come on, Jo, open up… Jo, please?" Camille heard the lock click and she let herself in to find Jo slumped against the cabinet, staring blankly at something in her hands. Camille looked around at the other used tests that littered the bathroom floor, and she spotted the empty box that had been flung into the corner of the room.

"Why does everything bad happen in this bathroom?" Jo's voice shook, and she looked up at Camille through watery eyes as the brunette knelt beside her, putting a hand on the blonde's knee and sighing. Jo turned the test carefully to face Camille, and the brunette's heart fell as she squinted at the tiny plus sign at the end of the plastic strip.

"Jo—" she started, unsure of what to say.

"They're all like that!" Jo leaned her head against the cabinet, closing her eyes and allowing a few tears to slip out and roll down her pale cheeks "Every single one! Camille! Camille, I—" but the brunette shook her head wordlessly allowing Jo to lean on her shoulder as she stroked her hair in silent comfort.

There was a knock at the door; Camille squeezed Jo's hand, and she sat up, sniffing as Camille stood up, letting herself out of the bathroom and closing the door behind her. She hesitated at the front door, wondering whether to let them in. The knock came again, more persistent this time, and Camille hesitantly opened the door. Kendall stood before her, wringing his hands nervously.

"Uh, hey, Camille," he said, looking at her briefly before focusing on his hands again.

"Kendall?" she asked gently, and he looked up reluctantly. "Is something wrong?"

"Is Jo alright?" he asked, not hearing Camille's question.

"Uh, yeah, she's fine," Camille winced as Jo's choked sob escaped from the bathroom and Kendall tried to step into the apartment. She darted in front of him, faking a smile; this should be easy, she thought, she was an actress; all she had to do was act as though nothing was wrong! She focused her attention and her smile faltered a bit, only a bit, she couldn't lie to him, not when he looked so vulnerable, so helpless. Camille made a mental note to work on that later.

"Is that her?" he asked, his eyes widening as he tried to make his way around the petite brunette standing in front of him "Can I talk to her?". Camille stood her ground, her deep brown eyes trying to meet the concerned green eyes that sat above her own. She sighed, being with Logan was making her weak, but she couldn't let Kendall break her, she couldn't tell him about Jo until she was ready.

"Camille?" Kendall asked, and Camille fought the urge to reach out and hug him; he looked so small, though he towered almost a head over her. The concern in his eyes was almost heart wrenching, and he wrapped his arms around his middle limply, and Camille could see that Jo was meant to be there, under any other circumstances she would be there, and Camille couldn't bear to tell him the impossible news that would probably mean he'd never want to speak to her again. "What's the matter, Camille?" he asked, and she took a deep breath, but she stopped again; she couldn't tell him the news, it was Jo's news to tell, and Camille just prayed it didn't split the couple up forever.

Camille finally managed to convince Kendall to go home by distracting him with getting her a drink and quickly shooting an emergency text to Logan, who had appeared at Camille's apartment with come crazy story about Carlos finally beating James in arm wrestling and finally getting to go up against Kendall. Camille doubted that this was possible, however, because next to Kendall James was the most competitive of the group; he hated to lose, almost as much as Kendall, so when they were in the middle of a competition, you'd better hide! The brunette set her phone down after bidding goodbye to Kendall and Logan, before heading back into the bathroom to find that Jo was still sitting on the ground where Camille had left her, surrounded by little plus signs. Camille ducked into the kitchen, grabbing a plastic bag and some rubber gloves before slipping back into the bathroom, darting around and picking up all the tests that surrounded her hysterical best friend. When she was done she tossed them all in the trash and knelt down beside Jo.

"C'mon, Josie, *" she said gently "you can't sit in here forever, let's go out and do something, just the two of us! You wanna see a movie?" after a moment, Jo nodded her head,

"Can we invite Lucy?" she asked shakily, and, as if she had read Camille's thoughts, she spoke again, "I don't think I'm ready to tell her just yet, I want Kendall to be the next person to know."

"You've got to tell someone, it's no use keeping it between us, you've at least got to tell Lucy, if not your parents, we can't keep her in the dark, she's our best friend too." she reminded her.

"I know, and I want to tell her, Cami, just not yet,"

"Sure, Josie," Camille used her nickname again; it was a rare occasion for Camille to be so gentle and quietly compassionate, because she was so focused on her acting, so Jo relished the moment, the heavy weight on her shoulders lifting slightly as she got up and dialled Lucy's number.

A/N: So now we know Jo's pregnant, now she's just gotta tell Kendall! By the way guys, what do you think of the nickname Josie? I wasn't sure, but I think I like it. Review please! Love you guys xxx