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"Knowing that you're gone isn't as painful as wondering if you'll ever come back"

~Anonymous

Claire's POV

Just like he stated, Logan was at my doorstep within ten minutes.

Hurriedly, I grabbed my navy-blue hoodie and rushed outdoors. The cold Californian atmosphere instantly made my cheeks go numb. I lifted my hands upto my lips to blow warm air on them.

Logan stood rooted near the gate, his hands crossed across his chest as he gave me a heart-warming smile. My heart fluttered a little and I returned the smile.

Adjusting his beanie in place, he extended his hand towards me and blissfully, I intertwined our fingers together. He pulled me close to him and placed a warm kiss on my knuckles, clasping that hand between his.

His sudden gesture made me hot all over, overpowering the coolness of the freezing gale "Evening, Cookie Jar"

My hair swished with the breeze; I tucked the strands behind my ears and exclaimed "Evening"

With our hands linked together, Logan led us outside into the street. The tangerine-orange light of the street lamps bounced off the bricked sidewalk. When my eyes directed towards the night sky, a cluster of stars came into view.

There was a thick silence lingering around us, only the rhythmic sound of the soles of our shoes striking against the ground accompanied by our faint breathing and huffing could be heard.

My gaze shifted towards his face, his ocean-blue pupils gleamed beneath the night lamps, his jawline appeared beautifully prominent and so did the shadows of his long eye-lashes on his cheekbones.

I realized he never talked about himself. There were so many things I didn't know about him. I didn't know if he had cousins, what his parents' jobs were, what food dish he preferred the most or who his first kiss was. Heck, I didn't even know what his favorite color was!

"Logan?" I lowered my voice to whispers to avoid disturbing the tranquil aura "What's your favorite color?"

He turned his head towards me in astonishment with humor anointed on his countenance "Why the sudden question?"

"Just curious because you never told me" I shrugged, slightly teasing the skin of his palm with my fingers.

"You never asked"

"I did now, so what is it?"

He looked straight ahead, returning soft caresses on my fingers with his thumb. He thought for while after which he replied "Blue"

"What kind of blue?"

"Blue, like the early morning sky. Endless. Perpetual" he smiled down at me.

"And why is blue your favourite? Is it because your eyes have that colour?"

"Not really" he shrugged "My eyes have more of a greenish tinge than blue, a weird combination of both actually"

"Then whose eyes are they? Are they Breanna's?" I teased.

His head hung low and he laughed silently "Absolutely not!" he shook his head.

"Then who?"

He bit his lower lip and his eyes fell to our joined hands. His gaze remained there for a while, meticulously looking for something until he looked back up at me and said...

"Yours"

I felt my heart skip a beat. His words were always the best thing about him, the way he expressed his emotions were just plain beautiful – no wonder he's a writer.

"Logan that's...that's really sweet"

"Guess I have grown to like that colour, since I've been staring into them for three years straight" A blush was creeping up his cheeks but he immediately shrugged it away and changed the topic.

We talked about our dream of getting into MIT for a while. Then we decided that I'll come to his house in the evening, the next day, for some studies and completion of our syllabus.

Two hours later, we were back at my house. He walked me upto my porch. I opened the door to my house and before entering, I apologized to him "Logan, I'm extremely sorry for ruining your Friday night with your friends"

"Oh c'mon, Bunny" he rolled his eyes, sliding his hands into his pockets "This was the best kind of Friday night, the most beautiful kind. I have no regrets; infact, I hope to stroll like this again someday, it's quite peaceful out there this late at night"

"Thank you, Logan" I beamed at him "Good night"

"Goodnight, Sugar" he returned the smile and walked down the porch while I simply stared gleefully at his back.

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I spent my entire Saturday at home, watching Netflix, reading books and making brownies, then watching some more Netflix, reading some more books and making some more brownies.

When evening rolled in, I collected all the reference books in place in order to visit Logan to study. Since our houses were just a few blocks away from eachother, I never used my car. Logan's parents were really rich and he lived in an enormous three-story mansion that I just loved so much.

I packed the brownies safely and stuffed them into my bag to share with him while we studied, because he loved them with all his heart.

I bid goodbye to my parents and hopped out into the refreshing atmosphere. Humming the song 'Uncover' by Zara Larson, I benevolently ambled to his house.

As I drew closer to his house, my heartbeat started picking up speed. Just by the mere thought of seeing him again, made chills run down my nerves.

I wide smile spread across my lips when I recollected what he had told me yesterday.

"What kind of blue?"

"Blue, like the early morning sky. Endless. Perpetual"

Those words kept on replaying again and again and again in my head. Somehow, I felt they had a deeper meaning to them. This boy had the ability to give me goosebumps, made me feel the feelings I never knew I was capable of feeling.

What was he doing to me?

I remembered the way he smiles at me, the way he wraps his arms around me, the way he wipes my tears away, the way–

Something interrupted my thoughts.

I suddenly stopped dead in my tracks.

I looked straight ahead and waited as my nightmares came to life upfront.

There was a sleek black car, a red Mercedes I presumed, and a shiny turquoise blue super car parked in front of Logan's house and I spotted a few guys get off from them.

From this distance, it was impossible to make their faces out, so I tiptoed closer and hid nearby in the bushes. Then I recognized them. They were the jocks and famous guys of Whitney high.

But what were they doing here?

My gaze worriedly moved towards the front door of Logan's house and what I saw next, tore me into pieces.

Natalie Tenner knocked seductively at the enormous double doors of his mansion while the guys hooted and whistled at her from the back.

What was happening?

Logan appeared at his doorstep a few seconds later but he didn't at look the way I had imagine him to look like.

I thought he'd be scared and shocked at these people who were suddenly here to visit him, but instead, he had an excited smile plastered on his lips as he exited his house, closed the doors behind him and jogged down the porch, hand-in-hand with Natalie.

My head was spinning exceedingly fast as I squinted my eyes to comprehend something, anything. I couldn't understand the situation. I couldn't think straight.

Logan mixed with the guys next, giving them 'hand shakes' and 'fist bumps'. One of the guys, with the red Mercedes opened the backdoor of his car for him. Before entering, Natalie hugged Logan, kissing him long and hard on his cheek. It made my head throb with anger.

When everybody was inside and the cars pulled onto the road, it was then that I realized what was actually happening.

Logan was going to a party with them. Why else would he dress himself up in a leather jacket?

But didn't we just decide yesterday that we were going to study?

Did he...forget about me?

I stood rooted to the tarmac road, in the middle of street, amid the thick smoke that the cars had left behind.

A cool Californian gale swept over the road, wafting the smoke away with it and I was left standing there on the vacant street, trying to process what happened.

They were taking Logan away from me.

My fingers twitched in attempt to stop them, but I knew I was too late. I was so blinded by his sweet words, so dissolved in his scent that I didn't wonder what it would be like when I lose it all.

The refreshing breeze didn't feel that refreshing anymore.

I wanted him back.

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OMG what just happened? I don't know either.

Anyways, let me know what you guys think about the story so far!

And what is your favourite colour? I'd love to know! Mine is red btw XD

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Love, K

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