i am going away for awhile

but I'll be back don't try and follow me

cause I'll return as soon as possible.

It was already my second week in L.A. and the time was flying by. I'd always been one to live in the moment so I tried not to think too much about my short summer, but sometimes it was the only thing on my mind. I tried not to let this affect my mood though, and for the most part I was successful.

Gustavo still hated me, but now it took at least 15 minutes of enduring my presence for him to look like he wanted to kill me. Carlos said I should consider it a "job well done".

I could at least tolerate being in the same room as Prettyboy without wanting to kill him, which was a major improvement. Our relationship was much like mine and Gustavo's except I was Gustavo and Prettyboy didn't try to irritate me, he just did.

And Logan and I? Well, as much as Kendall hated it, we were getting closer every day. But he hadn't asked me out yet, and I was starting to get a little annoyed. I mean, we definitely had chemistry; there was no denying it, and I was getting impatient. That makes me sound bad though, doesn't it? Oh well.

I woke up to my face slamming into the floor which, though it'd become an early morning tradition, was still annoying.

I groaned and rolled onto my back, looking up to Carlos. I laughed a little; he was gazing down at me like a schoolgirl with his chin in his hands and an amused expression on his face. My alarm went off a moment later and I sighed heavily before reaching up and hitting the snooze button.

"Carlos. You can wake me up in the morning, and I don't have a problem with that, but why do you do it a minute before my alarm goes off?"

"Because, dear Spencer." He began, making dramatic arm gestures as he got up and walked towards the door. "I don't want you to worry about having to turn your alarm off every morning after you wake up."

"But Carlos I still-"

"You're welcome!" He said over his shoulder as he walked down the hallway. I laughed a little and rolled my eyes, making my bed then getting dressed and walking out into the kitchen.

I took the empty spot between Carlos and Logan at the counter with Kendall across from Logan on my left and Prettyboy facing Carlos on my right. I yawned, closing my eyes a little before letting my head fall, my forehead now resting on my arms on the table. All of a sudden I felt like death, the busy schedule of these past two weeks starting to catch up to me.

"Tired?" I heard someone ask. I didn't know who it was, and honestly I didn't care either.

"Yeah. Sure." I mumbled through another yawn. I heard Logan chuckle beside me and somehow found the energy to pick my head up.

"Kendork do I have to come with you guys today?"

"Of course. You promised James. And besides, with you there we're almost guaranteed getting out 2 hours early since Gustavo hates you so much."

"I'm almost starting to feel bad about that. Almost." I sighed, feeling my stomach growl but not feeling like getting up to get some food.

"Kendork can you pass me the fruit bowl please?" I asked after looking around for something to eat.

"You have two arms." He muttered, looking just as tired as I felt.

"Please? You're closer." I whined.

"No."

"But it's right there!"

"No."

I sighed heavily. "'Jerk." I reached over and grabbed the bowl, sliding it back towards me. I stared at it, finally zeroing in on a single grape. I grabbed it, expecting it to snap right off. It didn't. I tugged on it again, but it still wouldn't come off. I growled quietly at the grape, now feeling everyone's gaze on me.

Am I insane?, I thought to myself.

"Am I crazy or is this grape stuck?" Logan reached over, easily plucking the grape and handing it to me.

"You're crazy." Kendall said. I glared at him and he smiled brightly.

"What. Ever." I rolled my eyes, popping the grape into my mouth.

"And thanks Logie." I smiled at him. Kendall's eyes shot daggers at me as I returned his previously sweet smile.

As soon as Gustavo saw me walk in behind Carlos he groaned.

"When will you dogs stop bringing her?"

"Never. She promised James she'd come every day. And when she's here we-" Carlos quickly shut up when Logan and Kendall elbowed him in the chest simultaneously.

Gustavo looked at me. "Why would you promise James that? Don't you hate him more than I hate Matthew McConaughey?"

I raised a brow at him, opening my mouth to tell the story and embarrass Prettyboy when I got cut off.

"Long story." James said quickly, looking away from my gaze. I frowned at him.

"She can stay as long as she doesn't break any of my platinum records." Gustavo said in his usual half-yelling tone.

"Yeah yeah I know the drill." I muttered, plopping into my chair against the wall as the boys filed into the recording booth.

An hour or two went by, me having to resign to pestering Gustavo after I got bored of hearing the same 5 or 6 songs over and over again.

They had just finished their 4th run through of "Halfway There" when Gustavo sat back in his chair.

"That's good for that one. We can move on."

I stopped crumpling my 16th little paper ball to listen. I had planned on throwing them at Gustavo, but he rarely let the guys move on without him screaming. I had a feeling they would be doing something different. He pushed a button and a new intro started playing; something I hadn't heard before. I let out a little sigh of relief. I wasn't sure how much longer I could handle having "Famous" and "Any Kind of Guy" playing on loop for 3 hours at a time.

Then it started playing. Sure, this song was new, but boy was it bad.

Have you ever had the feeling you're drawn to someone?

And there isn't anything they could have said or done.

They barely made it through the first chorus before I busted out laughing. Everything got quiet, and that silence lasted for about 3 minutes before I got my laughing fit under control. I took a deep breath, my head pounding, and looked up at Gustavo's beet red face.

"WHAT IS SO FUNNY THAT YOU-"

"That song was terrible!" I said before starting to laugh again.

"I WILL NOT HAVE YOU SIT HERE AND CRITICIZE MY SONGS!"

It took me a few moments to get my giggling under control.

"It's kind of hard not to when they're so horrible!"

"Kelly, get her out of my sight!"

I held up a hand, stopping Kelly's advance.

"That won't be necessary. I'm done." I was fighting back a smile.

Gustavo watched me a long moment, waiting for me to crack and lose my poker face. I didn't.

"Fine. But keep your mouth SHUT!" He said slowly, still boiling. It was a wonder he didn't kick me out right there.

"No promises."

I glanced at the boys as Gustavo turned back to them. I smiled when I noticed they were fighting back grins. Well, most of them. Prettyboy was glaring at me. I wasn't surprised; it was only fitting that he would actually like that song.

They started the song again, and it took all I had not to bust out laughing again. But I couldn't just sit here and do nothing.

"Hey Gustavo." He looked at me, red already creeping into his cheeks as he slammed a finger on a button and the music stopped. "I don't care at all what you done before, can't you see that all I really wanna be is your boy-boy-b-b-boy-b-b-boyfriend?" I sang, standing up so I would be able to get out of the way when he inevitably lunged for me.

"GET! OUT!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, the walls shaking as I was shuffled out the door.

This was like a replay of the first time I came to the studio; Gustavo shouting down the hallway after us as we sprinted out of the building, hardly breathing until we were safely in the car. We took a few moments to get our breath back, and it was Kendall who broke the silence.

"You have got to stop doing that."

"Fine. I'll try and make peace with Gustavo. I can at least do that. I think I sort of owe you that much anyway." I mumbled, sitting with my head in my hands on the couch between Kendall and Prettyboy.

Not only did I feel guilty for getting them in so much trouble with Gustavo and pretty much costing them their jobs, I also felt bad because I'm pretty sure the speaker on Kendall's phone blew out when Gustavo called to yell at them for something that was my fault, not theirs.

"Thank you." Kendall sighed, picking up the remote and looking at it a moment before tossing it across me to Prettyboy. " Pick something."

He sighed. "Fine."

Prettyboy flicked through the channels as I tried to clear my head. It was almost 8 o'clock, and to be honest I was beat. But I was also hungry.

"I'm hungry." Logan and I said at the same time. We immediately looked at each other, and I smiled a little. I got up and walked into the kitchen with Logan trailing right behind me. He leaned against the counter as I looked in the fridge. I cleared my throat, trying to figure out how I was going to say what I needed to. I decided to be straight forward.

"Are you and Camille a thing?" I asked, looking straight at him. He looked a little surprised.

"I-uhh. Um, what?"

I took a deep breath. "Look Logan, you probably already knew this, but I like you. A lot. And I thought you liked me too, but-"

"I like you too."

"-I thought you had a thing with Camille. And, I mean, you haven't asked me out so I didn't think you liked me-"

"I do like you."

"-I mean, I'm not a boy, how do I know what you're thinking?-"

"Spencer."

I stopped my rant to look at him, my thought train completely stopped.

"I like you too."

I felt a smile growing on my face. "You do?"

He smiled back. "Yeah."

I frowned for a second, remembering something. " But what about Camille?"

Logan dropped his eyes, the smile gone from his face. "Camille. She's just, I mean, I do-"

My face fell. How could I be so stupid? "I get it."

He raised his hands in front of them, trying to dismiss what he'd just said, "No, Spencer, it's not-"

"It's fine. Just forget it." I left him standing there speechless, walking straight to my room. All I wanted now was sleep.

As much as I desperately wanted to sleep and leave my racing thoughts behind for awhile, I just couldn't. I felt like an idiot. I should've known Logan liked Camille. I should've just kept my big mouth shut. But I didn't, and now everything was ruined.

I hate my life.

I soon realized I forgot to take my contacts out, so I quickly got up and walked into my bathroom. I flicked the light on and left the door open behind me, messing with my hair in the mirror until I was satisfied. I pulled one of my contacts out and opened the mirror, revealing a cupboard. I found my saline solution after a moment, and pushed the mirror closed again. I saw a figure behind me and I jumped, my contact no longer on my finger.

"Freak, Logan. You scared me. And I dropped my contact. Awesome." I muttered, temporarily forgetting that I probably permanently screwed up our relationship. I got down on the floor and started running my hands over the rug.

"Oops. Sorry." He said, kneeling down to help me.

We looked for a few seconds in silence when I spotted it. "I got it." I said at the same time as Logan. We both reached for it, knocking our heads together.

"Ow." He mumbled, looking up to meet my eyes.

My gaze locked onto his, our faces mere inches away as we froze for what seemed like an eternity. He leaned in and I closed my eyes, completely forgetting about my contact now lost again in the rug. Logan's lips connected with mine, and I forgot that there ever was a Camille or an awkward kitchen moment or almost costing him his job. This was bliss.

I pulled away from him a few long moments later, both of us in a comfortable silence until he smiled.

"I do like you, Spencer. Camille thinks we're more than we are, which is just friends."

A smile spread across my face for the second time today, but this one didn't go away.

"And if you could give me a chance, well, will you give me a chance?"

I still couldn't speak, so I just nodded. I wasn't normally this shy around guys, but this wasn't just any guy. This was Logan Mitchell, and he was now mine.

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