Sup my peeps! How's everyone doing this fine day? lol I'm such a nerd(: I assume you guys know where I got that quote from(: Anyways, I noticed that Mrs. Knight and Katie seemed to just not exist in Conflicting Emotions. They will definitely be in this story(: I'm not going to jump right into the drama, but there's lots to come. This chapter is basically going to be Lomille fluff, just because I'm in the Lomille mood(: Okay, I've said all I wanted to say, so...enjoy the sequel!(:

Disclaimer: Big Time Rush, and any songs used in the story do not belong to me(:

"Uh, Camille?" Logan asked his girlfriend of a month as he stood across from her in her vibrant bedroom, looking over the script he was supposed to rehearse with her. "Are you sure you even want to audition for this role, let alone rehearse it? I mean... things get a little...intense. Your character and your love interest have some pretty heated make-out scenes." He told her incredulously, his eyes widening in horror as he turned to the next page.

Camille couldn't help but smile at her boyfriend's appalled but adorable expression. "That's because of how deeply in love they are." she explained to him. "They're soul mates, and they desire each other... which results in the two of them having a very heated and passionate relationship."

She spoke with so much feeling. Logan could tell that Camille was in love with this script.

Logan lifted his head up from his lines and gave her a look. "Oh, well then I guess that changes everything, now." He said sarcastically.

She gave him a sweet smile. "I'm so glad you feel that way." she said. "Are you ready?"

Logan gave his lines another once over before nodding. "Yeah."

Camille cleared her throat. "What are you doing here?" she hissed, crossing her arms.

"I think you already know why."

Camille sighed and ran her hand through her hair in frustration. "Drew, we've been over this. We broke up over a year ago."

"See that's where you're wrong, Liz. We never ended. We just stopped." Logan stated, taking a couple steps toward her. "I'm still in love with you. Madly in love with you, and I know that you feel the same way."

Camille scoffed. "What gave you that idea?"

"Because you've pushed me away, ran from me, and even stepped on my pride, but the only thing you haven't done is say that you don't want me." he replied

"Oh that goes without saying." Camille said as Logan raised his eyebrows. "You don't know how I feel." She said hotly.

Logan knew what he was supposed to do next. He hesitated before placing his lips gently on top of Camille's.

When they pulled away, Logan opened his eyes to find Camille staring at him, arms crossed, eyebrows raised expectantly. He knew that look.

"What did I do?" He asked innocently, trying to play it off.

Camille held the script to his face and pointed to some words on it. "Logan, what does that say?"

"It says...Drew kisses Liz." He read.

"No..." Camille said, shaking her head. "It says: Drew takes Liz into his arms and kisses her spontaneously and passionately. You act like you're afraid to kiss me or something." she said, an amused smile on her face.

Logan blushed a little. "Cam, I don't think I know how to be...spontaneous and passionate," he told her with a frown. "It's not really my niche."

"Mmhm," Camille said with a smirk, her tone anything but convinced. "So I'm guessing it wasn't spontaneous or passionate when you yanked me into a supply closet and initiated a full blown make-out session?" she asked.

Logan felt his cheeks heating up again. "Well...t-that was...different."

Camille bit the side of her lip in thought. "Okay how about this." She said after a few seconds. "Just...get out of your head and don't over analyze your actions. Think back to a time when you felt passion, or lust. It could be for singing, math, hockey...anything. Just let the emotions that were inside of you at that moment come out of..."

Logan tuned out Camille's voice for a second as his mind wondered elsewhere. He thought back to the romantic moment they shared. Yes, it was in a supply closet, but still special. The week before that had been rough on Logan. After Camille went to see Kiss and Tell with...him... he had been a wreck. He was falling in love with her, even though he'd never admit it to anyone that brought the topic up. Every time he saw her, his growing desire got more intense. Their make out session in the supply closet was a perfect example. The only difference was that he hadn't managed to maintain self-control. He had put all of his heart and soul into that one kiss, all they've wanted to say over the past three months moving like an electric current between their lips.

When Logan came back to reality, he looked down to see his girlfriend gazing into his eyes with her beautiful, expressive ones, that were now filled with worry.

Time seemed to slow down as Logan let his eyes wander Camille's flawless features.

Her long, velvety dark brown hair, that was in wild curls on her shoulders, framing her face.

Her nose that she hated, but he thought it was cute.

Her big sparkling brown eyes.

Her full, pink lips that were just begging him to crash his own lips against them.

And, of course, her beauty mark that was placed perfectly on the right side of her upper lip.

She was perfect. Absolutely perfect in everyway.

"Perfect for me." Logan thought, absentmindedly running his hand through Camille's hair.

Before Camille could voice her concern, she was pinned against the nearest wall as her script flew from her hands, and her arms were being held over her head by the wrists. She opened her eyes and was met by Logan's lust filled gaze.

They just stared into eachother's eyes for a few seconds, before Logan crashed their lips together, pressing her harder against the wall.

Camille was surprised at his sudden force, but kissed him back, releasing her arms and gripping the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer.

Their lips moved against each other's fiercely, and Logan swept his tongue across Camille's bottom lip, his head spinning at the taste of her peach flavored lip gloss.

Camille sighed into Logan's mouth, as he twirled his tongue around hers, tasting her. She felt her knees start to buckle under her as their kiss became more passionate.

Logan, noticing this, broke the kiss and maneuvered his hands around her thighs and lifted her off of the floor. Camille, shocked that Logan was strong enough to do that, wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and reconnected their lips.

Logan shifted Camille off the wall so that he was carrying her and started to map his way to her bed in the middle of the room when he felt his foot slip, and next thing you know, he was between Camille and a hard place.

Logan was checking himself out to make sure he didn't have any injuries when he heard the sound of laughter from in front of him. He looked up to see Camille's face a few inches away from his, with a hand over her mouth, trying to contain her laugh.

"L-Logan? A-Are...y-you...okay?" She managed through fits of laughter.

Logan let out a sigh. "Yeah I guess." he said dejectedly.

All traces of laughter left Camille's face when she heard the disappointment in her boyfriend's voice.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Logan said. "I completely ruined the moment."

Camille shook her head. "You didn't ruin anything."

"Yes I did."

"Hey, don't get all pouty. At least you stayed true to the script." She told him, a smile playing on her lips as Logan raised his eyebrows at her.

"Oh well I'm glad that this is so amusing to you." he said, crossing his arms and turning his head away from hers.

Camille rested her head on his chest and looked up at him through her eyelashes.

"Are you mad at me?"

Logan let his eyes flicker to hers for a second before setting them back into their previous position. He knew she knew he wasn't mad at her, but decided to hold his ground.


"Hmm, then I guess we have to change that, don't we?" Camille said, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on his left cheek.

"Still mad at me now?" She asked as Logan looked at her with puppy dog eyes and nodded his head pitifully. Camille laughed a little and kissed his other cheek.

"How about now?"

Logan smiled before cupping Camille's cheeks in his hands and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

"I could never be mad at you." he said, looking into her eyes.

Camille grinned. "Good." She said, placing her head back onto his chest. They just layed there for a few minutes in silence until there was a light knocking on Camille's door.

Logan, who had just nodded off, groaned and tightened his arms around Camille's waist. "Don't answer it." he mumbled sleepily.

Camille laughed and looked up at him.

"I have to." she whispered, rolling off of Logan and making her way to the door. She giggled when she felt him drape his arms lazily around her waist, following her down the hall.

Camille opened the door to reveal none other than Kendall and Jo. She smiled at them.

"Hey guys. Logan and I were just-"

"It's okay Camille. I know you and Logan were making out." Kendall said as Jo shot him a glare.

Camille furrowed her eyebrows. "How do you know we..."

"Well, there are alot of obvious reasons," Kendall continued. "But the main giveaway is the fact that Logan is practically staring at your butt."

Camille gasped and spun around quickly to face Logan, who's face told her that he was guilty. With that, she slapped him across the face. Not as hard as she used to, but it was enough to get his attention. She gave him a smug smile before turning back to Kendall and Jo, who were snickering at their interaction.

"Wow Logan. You haven't gotten one of those in a while." Kendall teased.

"Shut up." Logan said, rubbing his cheek.

"Well alrighty then!" Jo said, cutting the silence. "Can we please get to the reason why we're here?"

Kendall glanced at Jo and nodded along with Logan and Camille.

"We came by to ask if you guys wanted to go out tonight. It's been awhile since we all hung out. We already talked to James and Carlos and they're on board." Jo said hopefully.

Logan and Camille exchanged looks and nodded their heads.

"That sounds great," Logan said. "Where are we going?" He asked curiously.

"Our plan was to check out that new teen club a couple blocks from here, and then grab some ice-cream afterwards." Jo explained

"Sound like fun!" Camille said happily.

Jo smiled. "Good. Be ready by six. I'll be back here in about an hour." She said, and Camille already knew what that meant. It was her way of saying: "I'll be back so we can get ready together."

After Kendall and Jo left, Camille turned around to find Logan holding a small notebook that was left sitting on a small coffee table by the door, eyeing it curiously.

Camille quickly ran over to him and took the notebook from his hands. "Don't read that." she told him, her voice shaking a little.

"So I'm guessing you wrote the songs in there?" Logan asked, pointing to the words on the front cover of the notebook that said, "Cami's Lyrics."

He took her silence as a yes, and a smile broke across his face.

"Wow, Camille. I never knew you were into music. Do you sing too?" He asked.

Camille blushed and nodded, looking down at her feet.

Logan smiled at her actions and took one of her hands in his. "How come you never told me?" he whispered.

Camille looked into his eyes and sighed. "It's complicated."

"Complicated how?" Logan asked.


Logan's smile faded. He loved Camille, but he felt that there was still so much he didn't know about her. Like her mom, or her life back in Conneticut. And was her hidden talents. The problem was that every time Logan brought up these subjects, she just shut him out, and that really hurt him. He wanted to be the one that she could tell anything to. He wanted to protect her and make her feel safe. He wanted to be the one that she came to when she cried, the one that she could come to for anything. Logan felt like he couldn't do any of those things unless she let him in.

Everyone knew and loved Camille's crazy, expressive personality, but Logan saw so much more. He saw so much depth in Camille when he looked into her eyes. He hadn't quite figured her out yet.

Breaking from his train of thought, Logan tilted Camille's chin up with a single finger and leaned down to place a soft, but passionate kiss on her lips.

He then pulled away and pressed his forehead against Camille's, her breath lightly tickling his face. "You can tell me anything." he whispered, his eyes silently pleading with her.

Camille bit her lip and turned her head from his. She wanted to tell him, but she couldn't...not now.

"Logan, this is just something I can't talk to you about right now." She said softly. "It's just...really personal and I...I'm not ready to tell anyone yet." she said, hoping that he would understand.

Logan took notice of the tears forming in Camille's eyes as she spoke to him. Something was really upsetting her, and he was determined to know what it was, but decided to just respect Camille's feelings and wait. She would tell him when she was ready to tell him.

"It's alright, Camille," Logan said to her. "I understand."

Camille gave him a small smile in response. "I was hoping you would."

She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you." she whispered.

Logan smiled back softly. "Of course. So I'll...see you at six?"

Camille nodded. "Yup."

Logan gave her one last look before walking out the door and shutting it behind him.

A/N: Ahhh! It's finally done! Haha well I know this was alot to take in but it will all make sense as the story progresses(: Like it, hate it? Tell me in your reviews. I'm having a review withdraw:p But in all seriousness, I could really use some feedback right now(: I love you guys and thank you so much for clicking(: