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"I like it when you smile, but I love it when I'm the reason"

~Pinterest

Logan's POV

They say 'the Devil wears Prada'

And I realized the legitness of this quote that night after I let my best friend walk into trouble and didn't even endeavour any efforts to stop her.

That night surprised me to the core, changed everything for me - the way I thought about her and the way I assumed what she thought about me.

Surprising wasn't the fact that she kept on drinking numerous cups of beer one after the other, but it was what happened after that that left me shaken up.

Did I follow her all the way to the party because I didn't trust Dylan-fucking-summers with her safety?

Yes, I did.

And I haven't appreciated my decisions as much in a long time.

I had the darkest black hoodie on, making sure its hood successfully covered most of my face – I tried to hide amid the crowd, behind the groups of dancers, underneath the shadows, just watching her get insecure.

What an insensible choice of a night out.

Who takes a girl to a dance party as a date?

I knew she felt uneasy amongst those popular assholes from another highschool. I couldn't spot a single student from Whitney High, and the way they tried to get close to her and flirted with her made my blood boil with anger.

Sure she looked stunning that night, so stunning that I wanted to wrap her up in a cloth and take her away from the evil eyes. But I was afraid to interfere between her and the boy of her dreams because I didn't want her to get any madder at me.

Dylan kept giggling like an idiot as she gulped down yet another cup and I was starting to get anxious about the situation; I wasn't very well experienced with handling drunken people, but should I trust Dylan with handling her with care? Considering, he doesn't pass out himself.

If I was I his place, I would've stopped her way before.

Alas, she kept her last cup down and my frenzied mind couldn't figure out how many she had consumed. I meticulously watched their next move, and what he did next make my heart jump in agony.

Dylan shifted closer to her. Claire had her back towards him but he whirled her around swiftly and gripped her by her waist. Tenderly, he brushed her blonde locks away from her face and leaned down to whisper something in her ear.

My hands were itching unbearably and I tried my utmost not to run to him and hit him. Their proximity made my heart swelter.

Their next move left me staring at them with an immeasurable amount of fury.

Dylan kissed her, right on her lips!

He held her like he owned her but she wasn't making any move, but then she did and she kissed him back.

It squashed my heart with equal fever, it had come up to my throat and a vehement pain was lurking in my gut.

I glared helplessly as he backed her up into a dark corner of the house. Then he pushed her back into some kind of store room.

Nervous and heartbroken, I followed them, not wanting to lose sight of her.

The part of this house, where they had led me to, was isolated and darker than the rest. The door of the store room was left ajar. Silently, trying not to disturb their little session. I pushed the door further but surprisingly, I heard them talking.

I strained my ears to make something out of it and then I heard it.

"Dylan please, I-I can't do this, I'm sorry" Claire pleaded with what sounded like misery in her voice.

"Why not?" he asked, sounding pissed off "I thought you liked me"

Everything was hushed for the next few seconds, only the rhythmic thumping of songs was audible from nearby. And then I heard her plead again.

"Dylan stop!" she begged, more like yelled "Please!"

I gnashed my teeth with an immeasurable amount of rage, clenching my fists until my nails dug painfully into my palm.

He was using her, taking advantage of her.

No homie, no one can use her until I was I alive and breathing.

Abruptly, I sprinted inside. My mind was on fire – I wanted to kill him, kill Dylan for even thinking about getting close to her. I wanted to tie him up and beat him until he passes out.

My hasty eyes scanned the dark room and when I spotted them in the far, I raced my legs furiously. He had her pressed against the wall as he tortured her but using the fury I possessed, I pushed him with all my might.

I pushed him away so hard that he was sent flying down the room, crashing into the nearby wall.

I couldn't control myself, couldn't understand what was happening to me. My temper rose to the most sensitive part of me and I lashed at him. I gripped the collars of his leather jacket with one hand and punched him once on his jaw. That was enough to make him feeble.

Furiously, I gripped his arms and pushed him against another wall. He dropped down, moaning in pain.

I would've killed him on the spot if I hadn't spotted Claire lying flat on the floor in the corner.

I gave Dylan an angry satisfying glare and strode to her. I kneeled down beside her and wrapped my arm around her, cupping her face with my hand. I called out to her.

"Claire? Are you alive?"

She rubbed her tired eyes with her hands and blinked several times before she looked at me. I gave her time to take in the view.

She squinted "Logan? You came to rescue me!" Enthusiastically and suddenly acquiring a lot of energy somehow, she jumped at me and hugged me tightly.

I felt immensely pleased to be the guy in her arms again as I hugged her back. but it was important to take her back to her house before Dylan wakes up from his trance and beats me and for sure, I wouldn't be able to defend myself then.

"We need to get out of here, princess" I whispered into her hair.

"Noooooo..." she pouted, moaning like a little child "I want to dance, Logan will you dance with me?"

I giggled, wishing I could record drunken Claire Annesley "Claire, we need to go before you pass out"

"No! I wanna dance!" she tugged at my arms playfully and I couldn't help but grin. She tripped a few times while trying to stand up. She gripped my biceps for support and then made a very surprised gasp.

She stared shockingly at my biceps "Wow that's hot. I bet your abs are too"

I was laughing now. Appalling, she was hiding all these things from me and they were all coming out involuntarily. I was enjoying her cuteness but we needed to leave "Let's go home"

"I don't wanna go home, Logan" she made a fake crying sound and hugged me again "You're my home, I want to stay with you"

How sweet, it made me smile but we needed to get out of there.

I tried to say it again, but she gripped the back of my head made me look at her. She stared intensely into my eyes "How can someone have such beautiful eyes?"

How did she even see my eyes in darkness?

"I love your hair, it's so soft" she caressed my head and I was trying to control that infectious smile from capturing my face "Can I touch your abs?"

"We need...to go!" I laughed.

"No Logan, don't leave me!"

"I'm taking you with me!" I muttered but she might not have heard me because she hugged me yet again. Well. She was astonishingly strong; I couldn't even drag her out.

She mumbled as she placed her chin on my shoulder "You know? I missed you so much. I don't like Dylan, I don't like him at all, he's very bad. And you know who else is bad?....The people who throw away their half-eaten pizza. Who throws a half eaten pizza?"

I wanted her to go on, it was making me laugh so much, but it was enough so I started to drag her with force, out of there.

"Logan wait!" she yelled, this time stopping me. She cupped my face in her hands and tenderly caressed my cheekbones. It sent intimating shivers down my spine.

She leaned forward, touching her forehead to mine and nuzzled her nose on my cheeks. Whatever she was doing was pleasing me enormously, so I didn't stop her.

"There's something I want to say" she whispered. Her warm breath fanned my jaw. Her lips, they were so close to mine that I almost gulped...almost.

And she leaned ahead, so her lips were very close to my ear. So close that she almost caressed my ear, it made my stomach flip.

And then she muttered.

"I love you"

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Also, in the last chapter and this one, I described 'drinking' which I have never done in my life. So the details could be off here and there since I relied on my internet research only, So please leave it be if I have written something insensible XD

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