Camille added a final curl to her wavy brown hair before examining herself in the mirror. Jo and herself were getting dolled up for Big Time Rush's party, in celebration of their latest single 'Boyfriend' cracking the top fifty on the Billboard Hot 100. #48 to be exact. Sure, it wasn't what Justin Bieber or Lady Gaga would get, but it was a big deal for such new artists like the guys, and boy, were they excited.
As far as she and Logan went, they were still going strong for exactly seven days, and things couldn't be better for them. It was good to know were they stood in their relationship.
"Camille!" Jo called from the other side of the bathroom door. "Are you almost ready? The guys are picking us up in less than ten minutes and I haven't even picked out shoes yet."
Camille smiled at her reflection. "Yes, Jo, I'm ready." she said, grabbing her bag from the counter.
"Well then bust a move!" Jo whined impatiently.
Camille laughed. If there was one thing she knew about Jo, it was that she hated to be late.
She stepped out, and Jo squealed in excitement.
"Oh my gosh, Cami, you look...so...amazing!" She said, beaming at her best friend.
Camille smiled back at her. It was true. The silver metallic mini dress landed mid-thigh, and complemented her warm skin tone. Her hair was curled to perfection. More curly than usual. She had applied a clear coat of lip gloss and a smoky eye, which gave her a sultry feel, and her silver heels made her legs look much longer. Needless to say, she looked good.
So did Jo, with a simple black dress that hugged her small frame perfectly, and her sleek, straightened golden hair cascading down her back, she looked...exquisite.
"Thanks." Camille replied, looking Jo over. "But you look gorgeous, Jo."
Jo blushed and looked down at her feet, noticing that they were still bare before she spoke. "Okay lets not get too mushy in here." She held up two pairs of shoes.
"The strappies or the platforms?" She asked.
Camille squinted at them. "The strappies. Adds a little playfulness to your elegant look." Camille told her, as if she'd read that out of a book or something.
Jo laughed. "Okay, thanks." As she sat down to put on her shoes, the sound of the doorbell rang in their ears.
Camille's eyes lit up. "I'll get it." Camille offered, making her way to the front door. She looked through the peep hole and smiled. She swung open the door, revealing Kendall and Logan. That same excited grin they'd had on their faces all morning quickly faded when they saw Camille.
Kendall gave her a warm smile. "Whoa, Camille. You look good." He told her, snickering at Logan, whose lips were shaped into a perfect 'o' as he whispered "Wow."
Camille giggled at Logan, and turned back to Kendall. "Well then wait til you see...
She never got to finish her sentence, because judging the look on Kendall's face, Jo had stepped out into view. They locked eyes as Camille turned to her boyfriend, who was still staring at her.
Camille smirked. "Logan, are you alright?"
Logan gave her one of his crooked smiles before wrapping his arms around her waist. "I'm fine, trust me." He gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. "You look absolutely beautiful, Camille." he whispered, staring into her eyes lovingly.
Camille smiled. "Why thank you."
Logan's lips then curled into a goofy grin. "I don't think I'll be able to restrain myself from you tonight."
"You don't have to." she whispered seductively.
"Okaaay." Kendall said awkwardly. "You guys can make-out later. We're gonna be late." He said, looking at his watch, his arm wrapped securely around Jo's waist.
Logan blushed and scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, James and Carlos are waiting for us in the limo."
Camille took his hand, and they all headed out the door.
James POV:
She was torturing him.
Now Camille was a beautiful girl, and James never denied that, but tonight she looked hot. Bold way of putting it, but there was really no other way to put it. As soon as Logan, Kendall and the girls had entered the limo, James had to literally, physically restrain himself from staring at her. Who wouldn't? But he knew that if he looked over at Logan and Camille, practically a perfect couple in everyone's eyes, it would kill him.
They were so perfect for each other it made him sick. They were both equally crazy, in their own unique way, they both had passion and drive for what they did, and were very emotional. Heck, they even had the same lopsided smirk, almost.
James had really been trying to get over Camille, he really had, but a part of him didn't want to let her go, the selfish part of him that had hope for something that was probably never going to happen. He knew he was playing a dangerous game, but he needed to know, if Camille had any kind of feelings for him. He couldn't wait around wondering. He had to know.
When they had entered Rocque Records, the entire studio was packed with everyone from the Palm Woods. The Jennifers, Guitar Dude, you name it.
Logan and Camille were on the dance floor, dancing, kissing and whispering for who knows how long, while Jo and Kendall chatted by the snack table. Even Carlos was talking in a small corner of the room with the Jennifers.
Then finally, as the song "Oh Yeah" came to an end, James' wish came true. Logan had whispered something in Camille's ear before making his way through the crowd to the restroom upstairs.
Perfect. That should give me a good five minutes. He thought, strolling toward the spot Camille was. He tapped her shoulder.
Camille spun around, and her face broke into a grin. "Oh hey James." She greeted him.
"Hey Camille." he told her weakly. "You look...nice tonight."
"Thanks. So what's up?" she asked.
James hesitated. "Camille, remember when we... ya know, kissed a couple months back?"
Camille got a laugh out of that. "How could I forget?" she then raised her eyebrows at him. "What about it?"
"Did you...feel anything? When we kissed? I mean honestly."
Camille sighed. "James, can we please not do this here? Things are finally back to normal and the last thing I need is more...
Then something happened that neither of them was expecting. He had let his emotions take over. He kissed her. Right in the middle of the dance floor. James felt like this was what he needed, to let all of his emotions out through one kiss.
Unfortunately for him, Camille had pulled away as soon as his lips touched hers.
He then felt the sting of her hand against his face for the first time. Now James had heard Logan and Kendall complain about how bad Camille's slaps were, but he had a feeling she had never hit them this hard before. Before, her hits were pointless and random, but this time, he felt all of her anger, hurt, and confusion combined. And boy, did it hurt.
She glared at him. "How dare you! Have you gone completely insane, James?" she told him, trying to keep her voice down so they wouldn't draw an audience.
"I don't know! I just-
"Just what, James? You kiss me and then what? What did you think was going to happen?" She asked him expectantly.
"Geez Camille. You're just gonna stand there and tell me that you didn't feel the way I felt when we kissed?"
"Yes, James. I am." Tears brimmed her eyes. "And you didn't feel that way either. You know why? Because you care about Logan, and you wouldn't do anything on purpose to hurt him. And even if you did feel that way, it would be selfish. You're just upset because you get everything you want, and I'm the only thing you can't have."
Those last seven words really got to him; I'm the only thing you can't have. She was right. He didn't want to hurt Logan. Logan was his best friend, but he needed to know, and judging the look on Camille's face, he got his answer.
Camille glared at him once more, and pushed past him, looking for Logan.
A/N: Yeah, you probably hate me right now. Well I'm here to tell you, I feel even worse. This story is missing something, but I don't know what it is. I feel like it could be way better. So when you review, give it to me straight. I can take it(: and I need it. Bad. haha.
Oh, did you see Big Time Reality? Yeah, probably. It was hilarious. If Logan and Camille aren't together by the time season two ends, I will scream(:
Quote: "We have to tell Logan."
"See that, would be wrong, cuz then, he'd know about it."
Oh, and I do no own a thing. nothing, nada.