Bad (A Logan Henderson/ Carlos Pena Story)

You break my heart, I break your nose. *chapter 3*

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Part 3

*Still Lourdes' P.O.V*

"Logan what the hell are you doing here?" I said irritated. I really didn't want to see him right now because a) he broke my heart and b) I'm still wearing his old clothes! But at the same time I sort of missed him...

"I want my stuff back" he said. THE FREAKING NERVES OF THIS GUY! I want to push him off a cliff. UGHHH

"HELL NO. You still have the nerve to show up here after what you did yesterday? Your stuff doesn't belong to you anymore." I said while blocking the door completely. If he wants to get in here he has to go through me and I am a black belt in martial arts so he better not mess with me unless he's ready to get his ass kicked.

"Oh and it belongs to you? Cause last time I checked, you're wearing my clothes."

"Oh shut up Logan! Point is, you're not getting your stuff back!"

"At least give me my wallet."

"Fine." I lock the door and grab his wallet. I open the door and throw it right at his face.

"OW! WHAT THE HELL?!" he yells while touching his nose. 50 POINTS!

"You break my heart the least I could do is break your nose" I replied. And sure enough, his nose was bleeding. SCORE!

"No one hits my nose" he says angrily while pulling my hair.

"OW! LOGAN LET GO OF ME!"

"LOGAN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I hear Carlos' voice and a car door closing. Perfect timing.

"THIS BITCH BROKE MY NOSE!"

"LET GO OF HER!" Carlos yells while pulling Logan away from me. After he pulled Logan off of me Carlos punches him in the stomach

"Don't you ever hurt my bestfriend." He says in a tone so scary that even a wrestling champion wouldn't wanna mess with him. Logan spits on my grass and walks back to his car and drives away.

"Are you okay?" Carlos asks while looking at me with concerned eyes.

"Yeah I'm fine. Let's go inside"

I don't know why I picked that song to go with it  but oh well...