Hey guys! I'm so sorry I couldn't update, but we were super busy because I was graduating! So yay! Next year in going to be a freshman in High school! So here I am now, its summer time, and I can update a lot, so here we go!
The whole ride with all her friends was a mess. Camille thought it would be fun, and everyone else seemed to have a great time, but her. Logan was constantly trying to keep her company, or snuggle up to her, but she never was in the mood. She felt so horrible every time the hurt would come into his eyes, but she really didn't want to.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" asked Logan for about the five hundredth time
"Nothing," Camille shunned him out again, "I just don't feel that great."
He just kept quiet and wrapped his arms gently around her. He pulled her close into his chest and started gently kissing her neck. Even though Camille felt bad, this was still a lovely pleasure. She sighed at his warm breath as he whispered sweet words into her ear. She ended up cuddling up to him and falling asleep on his chest for the rest of the plane ride while he gently ran his fingers through her hair.
When they finally got to London, everyone was more than happy to get out. They all piled into the limos waiting for them, and were taken out to their hotel. The hotel was in the middle of London, so all was visible from the Buckimham Palace to the Big Ben tower clock. After they unpacked all their stuff into their separate rooms, they all got together in the lobby to go sightseeing.
"Where do you guys want to go first?" asked Kendall
"I was thinking about going to see Big Ben" Jo spoke up
"Or we can go see the Palace" Carlos joined in
"Or we could walk around the city" Camille suggested
Before anyone could suggest further, Camille's phone started ringing she excused herself from the rest and went over to the side.
"Hello?"
"I know where you are, and you can hide from me. I'm going to find you, and you'll be more than sorry."
"Who-wh-who is this?"
"Don't worry Camille, I'm coming…..coming…coming…coming…"
"Camille…..Camille…CAMILLE!"
Camille sat up abruptly, completely unaware of her surroundings. She heard a loud 'OW!' and looked beside her to see a very red faced Logan holding his nose. She then realized she was on a plane…..to London….. She only then realized that she had been dreaming the whole time. That made a lot of sense now considering on moment the plane was about to crash, and the next she was cuddling with Logan. She looked over at her boyfriend, horrified to see his bruised nose
"Oh my god Logan, I'm so sorry, I must have hit you with my elbow when I woke up right?"
"Yeah, it okay," Logan chuckled, "I'm used to it with all the slapping"
They called for some ice, and while they were waiting, Camille told Logan about her dream.
"Well," he laughed, "I'm surprised you didn't figure it out after the suspicious sequences of events!" even though he was laughing about it, he couldn't help but worrying he brain was worrying on more than winning gold at the Olympics.
The rest of their journey was pretty much the opposite of Camille's dream. Everyone got to London happy, safe and content. By the time they got to the hotel, everyone wanted to rest and relax. Camille on the other hand was not tired at all, and had no idea why they all wanted to rest after sitting on a plane for a day and a half. She got Logan to come with her, and the two spent the rest of the afternoon walking the streets of London hand in hand, seeing sights, taking pictures, drinking tea, and sharing divine desserts. The two didn't think anything could get better. For Camille, it was one of the best days she's had in a long while.