CHAPTER TWO

"Hey," she said softly. "Lie down for a bit, okay. I know you're cold, so I'll get your hoodie for you. But I want you to stay down for now, okay."

Logan nodded.

Camille grabbed his backpack and got his grey hoodie. She helped him put it on while he was still lying down on the floor. She sat on her knees next to him.

"Are you feeling a bit better?" She asked him after a little while.

Logan softly nodded his head.

"Okay, let's get you up then and into the couch," she said.

Logan tried to stand up, but was still swaying. Camille put her arm around his waist and he put his arm around her neck. She noticed he was really weak.

"Let's take baby steps, okay, Logie Bear," she said.

"Okay," Logan replied.

She supported him all the way to the couch and helped her boyfriend to get comfortable. She gave him some extra pillows and put a warm, fuzzy blanket over his still trembling form.

"Sweetie, did you eat anything at all on the plane or get some rest?" She asked him.

"No," Logan answered her. "I'm not feeling so well either right now."

"Are you nauseous?" She asked him.

"Yeah," he said looking even more miserable.

"I'll get you a bucket just to be safe, okay, sweetie," she stated.

Logan felt bile creep up his throat. The whole situation had made him physically ill. He shivered and hugged the blanket closer to his body. He was glad he got away from everything. He didn't feel like being on stage and performing anymore. If he was that bad as people told him, nobody would miss him anyway. The girls all fell for guys like James, Kendall and even Carlos. So they also wouldn't miss little, insecure, nerdy looking Logan, right? Logan was feeling even worse by now! He realized his self- esteem was completely gone. He felt tears pool in his dark eyes and his stomach was seriously upset by now. Camille returned just in time with the bucket. Logan took it from her and threw up violently.

"Oh poor baby," Camille said while soothingly drawing circles on his back. "You really are sick. Maybe you're jet lagged?"

Logan nodded his head. He tried to stop convulsing all together, but it hardly worked.

"Logie, don't hold back," she said gently stroking his raven black hair. She rubbed his arms and felt him trembling.

He couldn't hold back anymore and threw up all over again. Hot burning tears ran over his cheeks. His stomach hurt like hell. Camille did her utmost best to try and calm him down.

Finally. After about half an hour the whole ordeal was over and Logan's stomach seemed to be empty. He was panting heavily by now and looked a complete mess. Camille got a washcloth to clean him up. He was shaking like a leaf by now. Camille tenderly caressed his cheek.

"Feeling a bit better?" She asked him.

"I feel worthless," Logan managed to say. It came out more as a whisper and tears were freely flowing down his pale cheeks.

"Logan? Where does this come from?" Camille said getting worried. "What is it? What happened?"

But Logan couldn't say another word. He broke down and cried his eyes out.

"Oh, Logan, baby," Camille said while pulling him in a warm embrace. She hugged him close to her body and let him cry.

Camille was really worried by now. She knew her boyfriend was shy and really insecure, but she never once saw him break down like this before. She knew something was seriously wrong with him. She pulled him even closer towards her and gently rocked him in her arms.

"It's alright, baby," she whispered in his ear. "Whatever it is that is bugging you let it out. Let it all out! Don't hold back. It will do you good to let it all out. I'm here for you. I'm not leaving you."

Logan kept on crying and Camille had tears in her eyes by now too. She hated to see her boyfriend hurt like this. Whatever it was that was bothering him, it had hurt him beyond believe. She wordlessly kept rocking him in her arms until he finally calmed down a bit.

"Sorry," he sobbed.

"Don't be," she said. "You're obviously hurting a lot and you needed to get this out of your system. Don't apologize to me. I'm here for you. I love you, Logan. I really truly love you. I want to help you deal with this problem if you let me in." She softly caressed his cheek. "Does anyone know you're here?"

He shook his head still sobbing.

"You have to let the guys and Mrs. Knight know where you are," she said.

Logan shook his head again.

"Did they do this to you?" She asked.

"No," he said softly.

"So, they need to know your whereabouts, sweetheart," she said. "They'll be worried sick about you otherwise. Do you want that?"

"Guess not," Logan replied.

He looked so heartbroken and vulnerable and Camille was getting more and more worried by the minute.

"Let me text Kendall real quickly to say you're okay and with me," she said.

Logan nodded. Camille took her cell phone and texted Kendall as she told Logan.

"Care to tell me what's going on?" Camille asked softly.

Logan said nothing. He took his Iphone from his back pocket and opened up his Twitter account. Camille noticed his hands trembling like crazy. His breathing had picked up too. He fumbled a bit on his cell phone and handed the device to his girlfriend without saying a word. Camille took the device from him and started to read through the messages.

Logan was trembling even more and tears ran down his cheeks once again.

"Oh my God," Camille said while reading. "How can they do this to you. It's so horrible! How can they hurt such a sweet guy like you. Oh poor baby, you don't deserve this." Tears were now running down her cheeks as well.

She pulled Logan in her arms and they both cried.