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How Your Turn Me On
Camille and I were sitting on the couch together while Mama Knight talked on the phone to Camille's dad.
"So…what do you think your dad is gonna say." I asked nervously. "What if he hates me? What if he makes us break up?"
"Logan! Stop being so pessimistic! He doesn't hate you…I think." Camille answered. "You, you were wearing a condom right?"
A condom? Condom, condom, condom? I think I was…wait! Yeah, I was wearing a condom! Oh thank god!
"Umm, yuh…yeah!" I studdered. Why was I so awkward?
"Are you sure?" She asked hesitantly.
"Of course I was wearing a condom! I mean seriously, I'm smart! I know that you should always wear a condom…" I rambled. My hands were getting sweaty, why am I getting so nervous!
"Logan...Logan, Logan!" Camille said trying to calm me. "Calm yourself, everything will be fine!" She's right, everything will be fine…I think.
A few minutes passed till Mama K came back out into the living room.
"Alright, your dad should be coming over here soon to talk to you." Mrs. Knight said to Camille.
"Wait! My dad is coming over here?" She asked. Why was it such a big deal if he came over here to talk to her?
"Yeah, he should be here in about 5 minutes." Mama Knight answered.
*10 minutes later*
Camille, Mrs. Knight, and I where all sitting on the couch together in an awkward silence, until we heard a knock on the door.
"It must be your dad!" Mrs. Knight said and walked over to open the door. She opened the door and there stood a medium height man with light brown hair that was balding, he was wearing a blue button up t-shirt and khaki pants. He looked exactly like a dad.
"Hi Mr. Roberts." Mrs. Knight said politely.
"Hello, now what was it that you would like to talk about." He asked.
"Well you see…" Mrs. Knight started.
About 5 minutes later they came over and sat down next to me and Camille, Mr. Roberts had a sad look on his face. Uh oh.
"Camille, could I talk to you alone please?" He asked her.
"Yeah sure." Camille said and got up off the couch.
"You can talk in Logan's room." Mrs. Knight offered,
"Oh! Umm, no I don't think that's such a good idea." I blurted out. They diffidently shouldn't go in my room, especially after what just happened.
"How about we talk in the bathroom then?" Camille asked and walked over to the bathroom.
"Sure." Mr. Roberts said and they both walked into the bathroom.
A few seconds later I jumped out of the couch and put my ear up to the door to try to listen to what they were saying.
"Logan! Don't do that!" Mama K said and motioned me to come sit back down with her. I stayed there for a few more seconds trying to hear what they were talking about but I couldn't make out anything they were saying all I could here was a bunch of arguing. I came back and sat next Mrs. Knight.
"What if he makes us break up?" I asked trying to hold back my emotions.
"Don't worry, he won't. Trust me. You're a wonderful boy Logan; I don't see why he would want you two to break up." She said caringly. I faked a smile and tried to think about anything else.
A few minutes later Camille and her father stepped out of the bathroom. Her mascara was running, it looked like she was crying. I quickly jumped up to see if she was okay.
"Logan, could I talk to you in the hall?" She asked with a frown on her face.
Uh oh…what does she need to tell me?
"Umm yeah sure, I guess." I said hesitantly.
She took my hand and we both walked out into the hall.
"Logan…" She began but I quickly cut her off by crashing my lips to hers. Unfortunately she pulled away way too soon.
"Logan!" She yelled and lifted up her arm to slap me but I stopped her by grabbing her arm in its tracks. Why would she want to slap me? All we did was kiss!
"What?" I asked confused. She looked down at the ground; a few tear drops escaped from her eyes. I lifted up her head so she was staring at me. "What's wrong? Please tell me."
"I-I….We have to break up!" She exclaimed. What? Break up? Why? Damn it! I knew this was going to happen! I ran my fingers threw my hair.
"Shit!" I yelled but trying not to sound to loud.
"Logan! Keep it down!" She whispered to me and put an arm on my shoulder.
"But, but why? Why do we need to break up?" I asked trying not to let tears fall.
"My dad, he, he thinks it I would be better off without you." She said sadly.
"What? Couldn't you say 'NO' or something?" I asked.
"Well, you see, the thing is, I don't really disagree with him." She said with a frown on her face. How could she say that? She's been in love with me since day 1! How could she not want to be with me? She promised!
"YOU PROMISED!" I yelled, letting tears escape from my eyes.
"Logan, shhh people are trying to sleep!" She said trying to calm me down.
"I don't fucking care! How could you do this?" I yelled at her.
"I think it's better if we go our separate ways for a little while." She said in 'caring' voice.
"You're such a bitch." I scoffed and started to run down the hall to the elevator.
I stopped and turned around. She was sitting on the ground crying. How did I just call her a bitch? I never do that! Now she's never going to want to get back with me!
I got into the elevator and pressed the button. A few minutes later I was in the lobby.
"Girl the way you movin' got me in a trance
Dj turn me up ladies, this yo jam (Come on)
Imma sip mascato and you gon' loose them pants
And Imma throw this money while you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the floor I love the way yo booty go
All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move and
I'll proceed to throw this cash." My phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered
"Logan! Where the hell are you?" Kendall asked.
"I just needed to take a walk." I said and hung up quickly.
I started walking down the hall and into the lobby I wasn't paying attention until I ran into someone.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" A unfamiliar voice apologized.
"No, it's my fault I wasn't paying attention." I said while brushing myself off.
I looked up to see a skinny, kind of tall girl standing in front of me. She had brown hair that went a little past her shoulders with side bangs that went slightly over one of her eyes. She was gorgeous. Especially her eyes, they were light blue like the sky. I was so lost in them I totally forgot what I was doing.
"Umm, do I know you? You look really familiar." She said with a puzzled expression on her face.
"Umm maybe…I'm in a band..." I said trying not to sound to modest.
"Oh, really? What kind of band? A rock band?" She asked
"Umm no, not exactly, I'm in more a dance-pop group." I said with a weak smile.
"Oh right! You're in Big Time Rush!" She said excitedly.
"Yeah, I sure am." I said and gave her my best smile.
"You have an adorable smile." She said smiling and looking into my eyes.
"Heh, thanks." I said blushing. She smiled and looked down at her shoes.
"So what are you doing out this late?" I asked trying to end the awkward silence.
"Oh I had a late audition." She answered smiling. "What about you? Do they have rehearsal at 11:30 at night?"
"No!" I laughed, "I just needed to clear my head."
"Oh well maybe you'd wanna hang out some time? I'm Jamie by the way." She asked. Wow she's adorable!
"Yeah totally! And I'm Logan" I said. "Here's my number" I said and pulled out my pen and wrote 1-555-523-9448 on her arm.
"Well I'll see you later!" She said and walked towards the elevator.
"Yup! See you later..." I said and smiled to myself.
To Be Continued…
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated soon! So yeah this really sucked! But I hope you liked it! Oh yeah if you haven't noticed I love the song No Hands :P