A/N: This chapter just might be rated a bit more M, 'cause I'm suggesting that something happens between the both of them at the end of this chapter. The boys will also come into this story in a little while. Not sure when exactly. Hope you'll enjoy reading this chapter. Thank you again to all the reviewers and those of you who favorite or follow the story.

Chapter 3

After a while he calmed down once again.

"Care to tell me how long this has been going on?" Camille said.

"For some time now," Logan managed to choke out.

"And you never told anyone?" She asked.

He merely nodded his head.

"Baby, why?" She asked.

"It's all my fault," he said. "I mean, they're right. I'm not a good singer or dancer. I am way too shy to be a pop star and I'm not even half as good looking as the rest of the guys. I'm just this nerdy kid who is really smart and happens to be a friend of the other band members. I should just quit BTR altogether. It wasn't my dream anyways. I always just wanted to be a doctor."

"Logan, don't say that," Camille said. "It's not true. You have a beautiful voice and I simply love the way you can hit these high notes. When you are singing on stage, you look so happy! And you give it your everything. You are also not a lousy dancer at all. I think you're doing really good. You have improved a lot. You just need to be a little less shy and it will be alright. Plus you so are good looking! You're handsome and sweet and just plain smoking hot. Girls all over the world all willing to throw themselves at your feet. I'm so lucky that you choose me as your girlfriend."

She softly caressed his cheek and looked into his innocent dark eyes.

"Oh sweetheart," she said. "You're so vulnerable and so hurt right now. I hate to see you like this. Don't worry! We'll get through this together. Please don't get yourself all worked up over this and don't leave the band. You love being a part of BTR. And the band needs you. The boys need you. You need to learn to focus on the fans that love you not those who bully you. I can't stand bullies. I am willing to help you and support you, but you have to promise to open up to me, Logan. Okay?"

He merely nodded his head and tried to swallow his remaining tears.

"Cami, can I stay with you for a while?" He asked. "I need you. I really do. I don't want to be alone right now. I don't know what I would do."

"Please don't say that, Logie," She said. "Don't harm yourself. Off course you can stay with me. I wouldn't want it any other way.

"Thanks," he said. He stifled a yawn.

"Tired?" Camille asked softly.

He merely nodded his head.

"Let's go to bed," she said. She gently took his hand and led him to her bedroom. She gently pushed him down on her bed and made him sit on the edge of it.

"Still feeling nauseous?" She asked.

"Yeah," Logan admitted.

"Don't worry. I'll get you ready for bed," Camille answered.

She pulled of his hoodie first and he let her. His head hung low and he looked really tensed. Camille undid his belt and helped him out of his skinny jeans. He was now sitting on the edge of her bed wearing his v-neck and his boxers. Although he looked a mess, Camille couldn't help but feel attracted to him. But she knew, she just had to comfort him right now.

"I'm just going to the bathroom for a minute," she said softly and pressed a sweet kiss to his forehead.

He grabbed her wrists and said: "No please, don't leave me."

He looked like a big scared kid. Camille pulled him into a tight embrace and hugged him to her chest. He was sobbing again uncontrollably.

"It's alright," she said soothingly. "I'm here. I'm not leaving you. I promise."

She held him tight and rocked him back and forth until he finally calmed down a bit. Camille noticed he was shaking like a leaf.

"Let's lie down," she said.

They never once broke the embrace. They didn't speak a word and Camille just held her boyfriend and gently drew circles on his back to help him calm down.

"Try and get some rest," she whispered in his ear.

"I can't," he said.

"Sweetie, you absolutely need to rest," Camille said. "You're worn out and depressed. You need to sleep.

"It doesn't work," Logan said. "I get nightmares all the time about being bullied. It is just so frustrating."

"I think I can take your mind off of things for a while," Camille said tenderly.

Logan looked up at her with puppy dog eyes. Camille pushed him on his back and straddled him. She kissed him passionately without waiting for him to say anything whatsoever. Her hands roamed all over his firm upper body until she reached the hem of his shirt. She pulled the shirt off over his head with one swift move. Logan was too surprised to even react. She swiftly attacked his lips once more and deepened the kiss. Logan closed his eyes and enjoyed what she was doing to him. He was slowly starting to defrost and to relax a bit more.

Camille's hands travelled all over his chest and toned abs and she massaged his muscular upper arms. Logan allowed her to touch him and visibly relaxed some more. He still had his eyes closed but his facial expressions showed just how much he enjoyed the treatment his girlfriend was offering him.

"Oh handsome," Camille said breathlessly in his ear. "We'll get through this together. I promise. I want to be with you so bad right now. You're so hot!"

"Camille, you're so gorgeous," he replied in a deep sexy voice. "Please help me! I need you. I really need you so badly right now.

Camille softly cupped his cheek, looked into his deep dark eyes and kissed him firmly.