Louise X Logan ~~ Why him? ~ Bobs Burgers ~

- Chapter 5 -

Louise's POV :

I never pay attention in class, but this time...this time was different. 
I spent my entire time in class just thinking about that note. 
That note made me feel like my heart was going to fly out of my chest and into Logan's hands. 
I spend half of the class writing the note and the other half building the courage to give it to him.

Dear idiot,
I hate you, but I also like you, 
It's so confusing, why do I like your idiot voice, and your idiot face..
I even like your idiot handwriting.. 
I can't stop thinking about your lips kissing mine..
It's SICK.
- Louise

After the bell rang, I saw Logan at his locker.
That idiot, why would he kiss me.
I was shaking.. I couldn't even walk. 
I was about to shred it and throw it away till someone snatched it out of my hands.

- LOGAN! 
I yelled

He held it up high were I couldn't reach and read it quietly.

- Well, I wasn't expecting you to be so forward, four ears.
He said with a slight smirk across his face.

He tussled my hair, or I guess my hat.. and walked off saying 

"Meet me after school...four ears.."
I could feel my entire body getting hot.
That feeling of butterflies came back..

Logan's POV :

I need to find a way into that kid's party, I don't want her kissing anyone..
I walk up to that Rudy kid and say..

- I'm coming to your party, got it?
I say in an intimidating manner.

- w-what..
He replied anxiously.

- I'm . Coming . To . Your . Party.

- w-why.. I don't even k-know you..

- I'm a friend of Louise and I'm coming. Got it?

- u-uhm okay... here's an invite with my address... see ya.. um ??

- Logan. 

- see ya Logan..

I was silently celebrating.. till I saw Louise.. she was standing in the hallway, starring at some note.. it had a black heart drawn on it and I was intrigued. 
I snuck up behind her and grabbed it out of her tiny hands.
After reading it, I could feel my heart rate rising... 

- Meet me after school... four ears...
I said casually when really I was flipping out. 

Before she could even reply, I walked away holding the note close to my heart.
When I got home I framed the note and hid it in my desk drawer.
That note meant the world to me..
as did she..