After the press conference

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by dreamswetsock

by dreamswetsock

Logan Paul POV
I don't understand why Floyd wanted to speak to me after the press conference. I can't believe I said yes. I felt so embarrassed, I stuttered and I sounded like a complete idiot. He texted me saying,

Floyd: Meet me behind the building by 10, don't make me wait.

I responded saying,
Logan: Okay, I'll be there.
Honestly, I don't know what to do, I way too nervous and stuff. This boxing match is making me nervous. I don't want to get publicly humiliated. A few moments later and I got ready to go see him my crush...
I went behind the building and saw him waiting for me, I bit my lip causing it to bleed a bit.

Floyd said, "why'd it take you so long?"
I stuttered, "I-I'm sorry Floyd."
Floyd smiled and replied, "it's alright, and stop stuttering you're taller than me by a whole foot."
"Yeah, you're right.." I chuckled.

Floyd looked straight into my eyes, I can lose myself in those eyes of his.

Floyd noted, "you have nice eyes, Logan."

I answered, "thank you."

We stayed like that for what it seems like 5 minutes. He got a call from his supervisor and broke eye contact.

Floyd quickly stated, " I'ma get going Logan, but I promised I won't knock you out in the fight okay."

I felt butterflies every time he spoke to me it felt amazing. I said my goodbyes and left. I wanted to tell Jake that I like Floyd but he took his hat, stupid jake.

I got to my hotel and started to think, does Floyd like me? I hope he does. I wish I kissed him at that exact moment. Oh, if I had the chance! In two days it's the fight so tomorrow is the weigh-in. I'm super worried because he gets to see my body with just my underwear. I went to shower and brushed my teeth from drifted off to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long ass day.