Patton's POV

I wake up to the smell of bacon. I follow my nose to the kitchen to see Logan making a beautiful batch of bacon. I smile. "What're you doing up so early?" I ask.

"Early? Its 8 o'clock." Logan says.

"That's early for me. I guess your a morning person."

Logan nods. "Yes. Breakfast?"

I nod and rush over, quickly making me a plate. Logan does the same and sits across from me at the table. I smile at him.

We start to eat, exchanging slight conversation, just enjoying each other's company.

"Patton, I woke up some time last night and I couldn't really go back to sleep." Logan starts to explain. I look up with a worried look on my face. "And I started thinking... You're really nice... And... Really cute..." I blush. "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" Logan asks.

My eyes go wide. I almost spit out the food the was in my mouth in shock. I quickly swallow and think about how I'm going to word my next sentence. "You... You want to go out on a date... With me? Flakey, dumb, loud, awkward me?... Why?" I ask.

Logan shrugs. "Like I said before, you're extremely nice and cute. Isn't that why people go out on dates? Because the other is cute and nice? I say those two words a lot." He rubs the back of his neck, blushing slightly. I chuckle.

"I guess. But... Yeah. That'd be nice." I smile. Logan nods and takes a sip of his orange juice. He peers over his cup at me, making me laugh.

"What?" He asks, as I try to calm my laughing fit.

I shake my head. "You're cute, too."