Long time no update! Quick chapter which is super short but hey, better than nothing.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN BTR

Logan slipped out of his apartment and walked a few steps until he was standing in front of Camille's wooden door with a gold plate that had '4J' written on it. He lifted his fist to knock but before his hand made any contact to the door, it swung open to reveal his best friend's girlfriend.

"Oh hey Logan," Jo greeted with a smile, "Camille's inside, make sure to keep her company while I run a quick stop to the supermarket," she said before walking around the raven haired boy and strutting to the elevator.

Logan stared at the direction she disappeared to before shrugging and entering the apartment then shutting the door behind him, "Camille?" he called out, looking around the average sized apartment. The living room was empty along with the kitchen and dining room. He called out her name again and heard a faint, "Logan."

He walked off to the brunette's room to see her sitting on her bed, wearing a big sweater and was covered underneath her maroon sheets. Her laptop was placed on her lap along with a bowl of popcorn and an earphone was plugged at her left as she held the right one. You could say she wasn't looking her finest, her hair was frizzled and was tied into a messy ponytail, she had dark circled under her eyes and her nose was red.

"You look like a mess," Logan muttered before clamping his hand on his mouth, "Thanks," Camille muttered sarcastically before removing her left earphone and shutting her laptop, "What are you doing here?" she asked while she plucked out a tissue from its box that was resting on her bedside table.

"I guess I decided to pay you a visit since we haven't seen each other for two weeks already," he admitted, sitting by her feet and gave her a loving smile. Camille blushed but the mood was apparently ruined by her loud sneeze, "Bless you," Logan laughed and she wiped her nose.

"I kind of fell sick, ever since filming started I have never gotten a proper rest," she told him with a sullen tone.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to take care of you. We're working on the new album and Gustavo has never let us off the hook," he sighed but was able to feel happy because his beautiful brunette was near him. For the past two weeks they never actually saw each other minus for the small greeting when they run into each other in the hall or the lobby but other than that, they never had a decent conversation or had any alone time with each other.

"It's alright," she waved off before grabbing her laptop again, "I'm so bored that I started watching some random movies," she laughed as she opened it again. Logan scooted over so he was now sitting next to her. Camille decided to continue her movie fest so she clicked on her folder when Logan's phone started blaring out.

Logan let out a noise of frustration and answered it. He placed the phone on his ear, "Hello?" he asked and he heard Peggy's voice boomed from the other line, "Logan Mitchel are you cheating on me with that annoying excuse for an actress?!"

The poor boy had to put his phone arm's length away from his ear so he wouldn't be deaf by the time this phone call ends.

"Peggy, what are you talking about?" he asked, bringing the device back to his ear. He heard a frustrated sigh from his blonde girlfriend, "I'm talking about this article I found in a magazine saying you're hooking up with Camille Roberts. I know it's a publicity stunt but her show's over already," she gritted out.

"Can we talk about this some other time, I have another thing to attend to," Logan sighed and Peggy let out a very angry farewell before hanging the phone. The raven haired boy chucked his phone back into his pocket and went to look at the girl sitting next to him only to be greeted with her curious eyes, "What did Peggy want?"

"She told me she read an article saying that I was cheating on her with you," he explained and Camille let out a sound of amusement, "Well, it's not exactly false, is it?"

Logan shook his head with a chuckle, he stuck the left earphone in his ear as Camille took the right. She started an old movie she once starred in; it was when she first moved into Hollywood. She was thirteen back then and even after the protest from her parents, she persisted her father to move with het to Los Angeles to pursue a career in acting.

Her mother wasn't please with her decision but didn't do anything to stop her daughter from chasing her dreams. Her mother used to be an actress to but wasn't as successful for she only got small to minor roles up to the point where she was forced to move back to Connecticut.

"Well who's this little mess," Logan joked, pointing to a brunette with puffy hair that was at least five inches tall. Camille laughed as she slapped him lightly on the shoulder, "That's me, you idiot."

An hour passed and they were halfway through the movie when Camille rested her head on Logan's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep. Logan smiled and kissed the top of her head before turning off the laptop and putting it on her bedside table. He placed his arms on the back of her head and on her back to support her as he moved away. He slowly laid her head down on the soft pillow and pulled the blankets over her.

He tip toed out of the room and quietly closed the door. He turned around and let out a squeak when he saw Jo sitting on the couch, watching something on the television screen, "You took a long time there. If I had dirty mind I would be thinking you two were having sex," the blonde laughed, looking at the raven haired boy.

Logan fought a blush before asking her, "When did you come back?" Jo made a lazy shrug, "An hour ago," she said before turning her attention back to what she was watching. Logan looked at her weirdly before scurrying out and retreating back to his apartment.

"Did you use protection?" was the first question that greeted him when he closed the wooden door. He looked at his three best friends weirdly with knowing smirks plastered on their faces, "What?" he blurted out.

"I know it's hard to stop once you started but you should pause for a while to at least roll it on," James started, "We don't want Camille getting pregnant, do we?" Carlos continued and it didn't take long before Logan put the pieces together.

"We didn't have sex!" he exclaimed, marching to his room and slamming the door behind him. He heard sounds of laughter from the other members of Big Time Rush and he rolled his eyes when his phone rang for the second time this day. He fished it out of his pocket and let out an irritated grunt before answering the phone and placing it near his ear with a safe distance in case the person on the other line screams.

"Hello Peggy?"

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