A/N: I do not own Big Time Rush.

Hey guys! Sorry for the lack of updates! I've been doing theatre and school and shit, so I've been super super busy. I apologize.

But now I'm here! So let's get on with this!

"[Review] it even if you hate it." – Michael Buckley

I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. I groaned and rolled out of bed, automatically headed to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. I looked at the sleeping Logan in my bed, and the night before came flooding back to me. I remembered what'd he confessed to me and I rubbed his hair comfortingly.

I walked to the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror, red-eyed, faded make-up before opening it up and grabbing the bottle of ibuprofen and shook two out. I walked to the kitchen, opened the fridge, grabbed the bottle of water and chugged the medicine down. I turned around, hearing someone walk into the small room.

Logan grimaced at the bright sun that poured into the living room next to us, "Ibuprofen?"

"Medicine cabinet in the bathroom," I nodded towards it. He turned away and began toward the bathroom. I heard the medicine cabinet open and shut as I sipped on my water and thought about what I wanted for breakfast.

Logan then shuffled back in and said, "I should probably go soon…"

I nodded, handing him a glass of water then asked, "No breakfast for you? I was just going to make some…" He shook his head and headed towards the door.

"Wait. I'll get Mickey D's instead. Too lazy to cook. Ha," I walked to my room and pulled on a pair of yoga pants and a sweater, then followed Logan to the door.

We stepped outside, just as Kendall walked in front of the door, the three of us almost colliding.

"Whoops. Sorry, babe," I said to Kendall.

"It's good… So you in Logan's stargazing club too…? Kendall wondered.

I looked at Logan who froze in his spot, his face draining of color, then I turned my attention to Kendall, "Last night was my first night. I heard all the fuss about it and wanted to see it for myself. I got so interested, I asked him to talk with me more in my apartment after…" I paused, "I didn't realize how late it was, so I said he could crash on the couch."

Kendall seemed to buy and nodded, "Well, I'm going to play some hockey, wanna come with me Logie? … You can come watch Jessie…" he finally looked at me since we almost collided.

I shook my head, "Nah. I'm all good I'm going to get some breakfast. Have fun, guys." I walked away from the two, down the hall and into the elevator.

After the elevator reached the lobby, the doors swung open to Carlos and James arguing, "Hairspray is totally one of life's essentials!" James yelled.

Carlos shook his head and yelled, "A helmet is too- oh. Hey Jessie." He smiled as I stepped out of the elevator.

"Hey there. What are you guys up to?" I asked with a smile.

"Talking about the keys to life, like helmets," Carlos replied excitedly.

"And hairspray." James added.

I laughed and nodded, I loved my friends, "Of course. Both those things do seem vital to life, god forbid that food and water are too!"

They shushed me playfully, sensing the mockery in my tone, "Well, I'm going to eat. You guys want to go to Mickey D's with me?"

They shook their heads and Carlos replied, "Nah, Mama Knight is making brunch. We were just down here to ask Bitters about the kitchen. The water wasn't running at first."

"Oh. That's weird. It's fixed now right?" they nodded.

"Alright. See ya guys around." I smiled, and headed towards the parking lot, but was stopped by the Jennifers.

Blonde Jennifer looked at me and said, "I know what happened last night. With Logan. I know you slept with him."

Curly Jennifer interjected with, "Yeah. We saw you two go into your apartment at like two in the morning."

"How do you think Camille will feel about this, huh?" asked Brunette Jennifer.

I looked at them, chuckled, "You don't even know what you're talking about. Get your facts straight next time, maybe? And you don't intimidate me. I've seen worse bitches. I should know. I'm one of them." I winked at the threesome then walked away to my car.

When I finally went back to the Palmwoods after breakfast and a few errands, I was bombarded with people asking me all kinds of ridiculous questions.

"Were you drunk? High? How did you guys find each other? Does Camille know?"

I stopped in my tracks and asked, "What the fuck are you guys talking about?"

Logan and Kendall walked in at the moment from their hockey game, and Jo grabbed Logan's and my arm and yanked us to a quieter place, away from the mob that was practically eating all of our flesh off.

I yanked my arm away from Jo's grip and yelled, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR-?"

"Did you guys sleep together last night?" Jo interrupted, "Because I swear to God, I will kill both of you if you hurt Camille."

Logan started, "Jo, listen-" then Camille and Kendall walked to the quiet area near the lobby, Camille clearly crying.

I looked around in the silence then said, "I believe this is a matter among Camille, Logan, and I. I'm not saying anything yet, considering this has nothing to do with the two of you." I directed at Jo and Kendall.

Jo and Camille exchanged glances and Camille nodded. Jo grabbed Kendall's arm, who was looking down at the floor, avoiding eye contact with anyone, and walked away. I noticed this, but shrugged it off, focusing my attention on Camille and Logan.

When the three of us were alone, Logan looked at Camille and said, "I promise you we didn't do anything."

I nodded, "Camille, trust me, you're one of my best friends, I would never even think about doing such a thing."

"Yeah, Camille, listen…" Logan gave me a look, "I have to tell you something." I opened my eyes wide, thinking he couldn't possibly tell her. Not at a time like this. It would shatter her, and I didn't think I could handle Camille's crying with a hangover. But I guess it wasn't my choice.

"I'm gay." He confessed, "Before you say anything, I apologize for leading you on for this long. I've tried so hard not to be, but it doesn't work. It's just who I am. And I have to tell you something else, but you have to promise not to tell anyone."

I cringed inwardly and waited for the water works to erupt from Camille's small brunette frame.

"Okay…" Camille nodded. I tried my hardest not to let my jaw drop, at her lack of reaction and played in coolly, waiting for Logan to

He took some breaths then, "There is no star gazing club. I've been going to The Sun gay club to forget about things… Thinks like… Being in love with Kendall. And not feeling wanted. And… so many other things I know that I should've said something, reached out for help, but I couldn't. I didn't want anyone to see me like that, weak and depressed. But last night, I saw Jessie, and I realized that, and I told her everything, and she was there for me. I was crying, and she gave me some hot chocolate and let me crash in her house. She was understanding… And I just don't want anyone to hate me."

"Logan, why on earth would you think anyone would hate you? We live in L.A. Everyone is gay!" Camille wondered.

I added with a chuckle, "Yeah. Logie, you know everything I told you last night. You shouldn't worry about it. Your friends love you. And we'll all accept you. Even Kendall. Especially Kendall. I've seen how he looks at you. He cares for you so much."

We all hugged Logan, who now had tears in his eyes. He sniffled and said, "Oh… Umm… By the way, while were at the hockey rink… I kind of- sort of-… kissed Kendall…"

Oooh. Cliff hanger! Stay tuned for more (Eventually)! :D Thanks for reading!