CHAPTER FIVE: TONGUE-TIED

Logan sat down on the floor, her legs crossed and several white papers sitting on her lap. Her mind was going a mile a minute after she had been informed of the Storyline that was under development and would take place soon. She wanted to cry, not because she was getting this opportunity, she didn't care about acting in a storyline.

It was because of who the storyline consisted of.

Mark had informed her about a storyline taking place between Finn and Seth, and after hearing about how the fans had loved the whole ordeal about Logan and Seth being a couple again, he decided to put her into that storyline with Seth.

Seth fucking Rollins.

Not only did she feel bile rising up to her throat when her brown eyes had scanned the black letters of acting out a kiss in front of the entire fucking world. She also heard about how couples are developed because of these Storylines, and she would kill herself if she fell for Seth once again.

Beside the whole situation with including her and Seth into a storyline, she also read about the interesting situations involving her and Finn, and getting introduced to the Demon King himself. That, she was interested in, and she knew that this would have the group hyped up due to the type of acting that was going to be put in and the scenes.

She wondered if Finn had been informed about this Storyline, and Seth. They had to be told about this, Mark wouldn't just give the script to her and leave both boys completely pondering in question once this took place.

She supposed that she would ask Finn himself on their date that was happening in just twenty minutes.

She was excited to learn more about Finn, and his life outside of Wrestling since she didn't know anything about him really. She felt as he knew more about her than she did about him. She did like this mysterious side of him, hesitant to open up his personal life to her, but she also found it kind of silly.

Logan Perris enjoyed a game of chase, all to well. But Logan Jane.. there had to be more than chase for her. She needed something to grow on and build a relationship with.

Logan had already finished her makeup for tonight, and she kept it pretty simple with just some winged eyeliner and a pair of dramatic false lashes to compliment her eye shape. Her contour chiselled out her cheekbones, and a golden highlight kissed her skin.

Never did she go without her signature red liquid lipstick. That was her trade mark.

All she had left was to pick an outfit for tonight. Logan texted Sasha earlier, sending her a snap chat showing the three outfits that she had thought would've looked good for this occasion, and Sasha had snapped back, picking the one that she was leaning towards.

Logan had always had a thing for fashion, and mostly worn things that showed off the curve of her body. Sure, at some times she worn things that were a little too revealing, but she didn't care what other people thought. She liked her sense of style and with a body like hers, why wouldn't she show off a little skin?

Logan looked down at her phone, checking the time and saw that it was almost 6:45. She got up from her sitting positon and collected the papers from the ground, putting them into her duffle bag to review later.

She grabbed her black off the shoulder cropped top and slipped it on as well as a nude skirt that she thought complemented and brought life into her usual black and red style.

A vibration from her phone took her out of her thoughts and she looked down, noticing it was from Finn.

F.B

Outside.

          Logan swallowed the nerves that started to flow through her body and parted her hair, leaving some of it in the front of her shoulder and the rest back. Then, she put on her black heels and stepped outside of the hotel.

Finn stared back at her as she walked through the doors, eyeing up her figure as she swayed her hips every time she took a step. Logan noted that he was standing outside of his rental car in a black buttoned up dress shirt, with just a few buttons on the top left undone.

She raised her head and let a smile creep onto her lips, "I hope I'm not too over-dressed." She told him and Finn shook his head. To him, she looked absolutely perfect. "No, you look perfect," He completed her, making the heat rise in Logan's cheeks.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked back up at Finn with a sort of shyness that took over her all of a sudden. "Should we get going?" Finn gestured towards the car, and reached for the handle when she nodded.

The ride to the restaurant didn't take any time and Logan smiled at the restaurant in front of her. What he had picked was a modern restaurant, ones that you would find Paparazzi lingering around. Logan stepped out of the vehicle after Finn parked and then held the restaurant door for her.

"After you." He said holding the door open. Logan smiled slightly and walked into the restaurant. Her brown eyes wondering over the numerous paintings that littered the walls and the small fountain by the entrance. She had to admit, this was a pretty nice place.

One of the waiters lead Finn and Logan towards a quiet booth in the corner, and she sat down. Finn sat down opposite of her and the waiter handed them both a menu. 'What can I get you for drinks?" The pretty blonde-haired girl asked, holding up her notebook.

"We will.." Finn looked through the menu, his eyes quickly scanning over the pictures on the menu. "take the best red wine ya got." He looked back up at the waitress and she nodded.

"Everything looks so good here," Logan commented, looking through the menu at the different meals she could order. Finn looked up from his menu, smiling slightly. "It's one of my favorite places," He told her.

The waiter came back with a bottle in her hands. "This is a very old red wine from Italy. It's been aging for five years and we can finally open it now. The taste will be spectacular, and strong. However, this wine is very tasteful and should complement your taste buds." Logan saw him start filling up both of their glasses and left the table.

Logan reached for the wine, "Trying to get me drunk?" She asked him playfully.

"That's up to you." Finn told her, "Thought it would make things easier on both of our ends. An ice breaker."

Logan smiled, "Hm." She hummed while putting the glass to her lips, and she was indeed utterly surprised. The taste was spectacular, and she even licked her lips after. "This is good shit,"

"Shit?"

"The wine, I meant." She corrected herself, a small chuckle escaping Finn's lips.

When their meals arrived, both of them started to eat in silence. Finn had ordered Roast Pigeon while Logan ordered a rack of lamb. Everything looked so expensive, there was even edible flowers bringing color in Finn's dish.

Logan cleaned her mouth when she finished, and placed the filthy napkin next to her empty plate. "Tell me something about yourself," Logan looked over at Finn as he cleaned his mouth with his napkin.

"What do you want to know?"

"Your personal life." Logan told him. "I realized that I don't know anything about you apart from the fact that you like legos." She gave him a cheeky grin, leaning her head into her hands while watching him.

Finn nodded, "Okay, I have four siblings, three brothers and a sister."

Logan listened while smiling. She had always wanted to have siblings, growing up as an only child had their advantages, but being lonely while growing up was one of it's cons. Finn had told her about them, and the way they helped him become a better wrestler. He told her how his brothers let him Power bomb them on the couch or even wrestle them in their garden. Logan and Finn were giggling non-stop because of the amount of bubbles they had drank by now.

Logan also shared some things about her personal life, letting him know how she participated in sports when she was younger, and even danced for a few years. Logan shared with him what she would've been doing if she didn't peruse her dream with wrestling, which sparked an interest in Finn knowing that she played Soccer for the majority of her teenage years since he too, played soccer.

A few flirtatious moves did not go unnoticed under the table either, a sudden leg brush from Finn had Logan on her toes. They had touched hands, grabbing their wine at the same time, making Logan blush at the electrifying contact that sent chills up her spine.

"Have you been informed on a certain storyline?" Logan asked, the question eating her up inside.

Finn looked at her, "You mean with you and Seth?" He asked her, unsure if that was what she was talking about. When she nodded, he answered back. "Yeah. What's the deal between you two anyways?"

Logan narrowed her eyes at him. Was he really bringing an ex into their conversation that was going great all of a sudden. "We're old friends," She told him, keeping it plain and simple.

Finn chuckled slightly. "Old friends don't act the way you two do."

Logan rolled her eyes at him, "Just two good friends with a romantic past, is all." She informed him. "He knows me better than I know myself, so it kind of just.. stayed the way it was after we ended things."

Finn had nodded slowly, taking another sip of his wine, and then the waitress coming back, filling up their empty glasses. "What about you? Got anyone special in your life?"

Finn shook his head, "Nope. Just a long-term relationship with wrestling." Logan understood that. She knew that wrestlers had barely enough time to maintain friendships, let alone make time for relationships outside of wrestling.

"Yeah, life on the road is pretty hectic for that unless they're in the same business." Logan pointed out which made Finn smirk over at her. She wasn't sure if she just implied what she thought she did, but if she did, she blamed the alcohol for the words leaving her mouth.

Finn sloshed his wine around in his glass while looking over at her with a look in his eyes that were piercing, making Logan feel flustered. "I'll keep that in mind," He said, his voice coming out more raspy and his accent more thicker than usual.

Logan almost licked her lips at the sound of his Irish Accent, which she thought was incredibly sexy.

The way he stared at her, made shivers go down her spine and her brain turn into mush. Finn thought it was incredibly adorable how her eyes would squeeze shut out of happiness, because of her cheeks going up when she exposed her smile.

"Should we get going?" Finn asked her after looking down at his phone and seeing that it was almost midnight. Logan nodded at him and after Finn paid for the bill, they walked together towards the car, Finn opening the door for her.

The car ride consisted of them laughing and enjoying each other's company, and for the first time in awhile, Logan felt stress free. She often had her career laying on her shoulders, stressing about the little things, but tonight, Finn had made her forget about everything.

Finn parked the vehicle outside of her hotel and she smiled unbuckling her seatbelt. "Thanks for tonight. I had fun." Her eyes found his blue ones, and he nodded. "Me too," Came his reply and after. "We should do this again," He suggested and Logan broke out into a smile, the one that Finn loved.

"Yeah," She nodded at him, looking into his blue eyes which bored into hers. She saw Finn slightly lean in, but before anything could happen, Logan's phone started going off and she jumped slightly, looking down at the caller ID.

"Hello?" She answered it, looking towards Finn and mouthed, "I'm sorry,"

"Where are you? I'm outside your room?" Sasha's reply came onto the other line and Logan sighed. "I just got to the hotel, I'll be there in a minute." She replied back and hung up the phone before Sasha could say anything back.

"Sasha's waiting for me.. so I should get going." She explained and started opening up the door and getting out. Before she shut the door, she ducked her head back in, "Thank you, again."

A/N; YALL BE THINKING YOU BE GETTING SOME TYPE OF SMUTTY CHAPTER AT THE END OF THIS DIDN'T YOU?

ya nasty

Just kidding, I was just surfacing through tumblr for smut on AJ Styles a couple minutes ago. lmao. Literally so much thought went into this chapter, I was searching all type of shit into google. "Gordon Ramsay's menu's" LMAO. 

Das expensive. It's like 150$ for a fucking roast pigeon that's the size of a cupcake. Bitch, that's the size of my snacks. ANYWAYS,

I hope you enjoyed my chapter, it's 3 in the morning now and I'm gonna go pass out. 

I will always try to include the outfit at the end of the chapters, because my words don't do justice on these beautiful clothes.