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I was so confused, and angry, and shocked, and...confused! James Diamond just kissed me. Yes, the James Diamond actually kissed me, like it was completely normal to kiss your best friend's girlfriend. That was what really ticked me off. It was as if James had forgotten how his actions would affect the world around him; Logan, the band, myself. I had always known that James could be selfish, but I didn't know he would take it this far.

I really cared about James, and we have grown closer than ever over the course of the year. He was probably my best friend next to Jo, but I never thought he would ever like me in that way. My heart belonged to Logan, don't get me wrong, but I would be lying if I said that the thought of James and I actually being an 'us' has never crossed my mind before. I'd imagined it being... kind of nice, actually. I mean, the both of us were very driven by the thought of being famous, and having our dream. We could support each other, make each other laugh...

Whoa, slow down there. James is your friend. Nothing more. I told myself. The last thing I needed was for something else getting in the way of my relationship with Logan. Speaking of Logan...

"Camille!" Logan called out, walking toward me. "I've been looking all over for you."

I smiled at him, "I've been looking for you, too."

"Oh, well you could've just stayed on the dance floor." he said.

I looked down at my shoes. "Yeah but it just got a little crowded, is all." I lied, raking a hand through my hair, a bad habit I have.

Logan eyed me suspiciously, and gave me a look that clearly read: "I know you're lying, but I'll let it slide for now."

"Okay." He said.

I thought I was safe when he grabbed my hand and led me to one of the lounging areas, but then he said the inevitable.

"So are you ready to tell me why you've been crying?" He asked, brushing a stray hair from my face. Oh he's good, but it's not gonna work this time. I couldn't tell him now. We were at the wrong place at the wrong time. It was for his and everyone else's good. I almost got lost in his beautiful eyes, that were now full of concern before I tried to find a way not to lie to Logan, and failed.

"Crying? I haven't been crying. I'm fine." I stuttered, focusing my eyes on the beautiful chandelier in the center of the dance floor, now glistening in the presence of the strobe lights.

I heard Logan sigh. He turned my face to his and lifted my chin so I was looking into his eyes.

"Camille, you do know that you can tell me anything, right? I love you. You don't have to lie to me. I don't want you to lie to me. Now we can sit here and argue about this all night, or you can just tell me the truth. Personally, I like the second option." He told me, giving me a small smile after the last part of his speech.

Now that broke me down a little. Okay, it turned me into jello, but I had to stay strong. I couldn't tell him now. It would ruin his, and the rest of the band's night.

I gave him my best smile. "Logan, I just have alot on my mind. This is your night, don't worry about me...at least for the next twelve hours."

Logan rolled his eyes. "Cam, why are you shutting me out like this?" he said, with a hurt expression on his face. I might've already ruined his night. "Just talk to me. Please." he pleaded, holding my hands in his.

I sighed. There are two things that I hate; 1: Fighting or arguing with Logan, and 2: Seeing someone hurt Logan's feelings, especially when it had something to do with me. And if I kept denying, it was only gonna get worse. So I quickly devised a way to get away from him for a while.

"I'm gonna go and get some fresh air. I just need to clear my head. We can talk about this tomorrow, okay? You know what would make me feel better? If you just went out there and had fun." As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it.

Logan raised his eyebrows at me. "Oh, So you admit something's wrong?"

I sighed for what seemed like the tenth time. "Logan..." I whined.

"Camille." he countered, mocking my childish tone. "I won't be able to 'have fun' knowing that something is wrong with you, and anyways I want to have fun with you. I thought we were going to spend some quality time together this weekend. With the guys and I recording all week, and you working on that CSI episode, we'll barely get to see each other." He stated, and my expression softened. Will I ever win one of these arguments? I swear, Logan being just as stubborn as I am can be a real challenge.

"Could he be anymore sweet and conciderate?" I thought to myself. I couldn't say no to him now. Because he was right. Again.

"Just...give me five minutes, okay? After that, I'm all yours." I said, giving him a reassuring smile.

He hesitated, but finally nodded. "Okay."

I smiled at him one more time, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before standing, and making my way to the exit, texting Jo to meet me outside.

A/N: Heyy(: Yes, Camille got the part in the CSI: Miami episode. Anyways, I think this is my favorite chapter out of the story. I'm really proud of it.

So, tell me what you think, and give me some ideas. They mean alot(: Oh, and I haven't wrote from Logan's point of view in a while. I think I should get on that pretty soon.