Logan's POV
Louis and I walked into the massive house. The music was blasting from the large speakers, the beat of the music could be felt beneath your feet.
The smell of sweat and alcohol lingered around me.
"I'll get us something to drink." Louis whispered into my ear. I nodded my head, walking over to a small corner where nobody was drinking.
I held my clutch tightly, twisting my hair in between my fingers.
"Logan?"
I glanced over my shoulder, my eyes locking with his.
He walked over to me his hands in his pocket, the silver airplane charm hanging from his neck.
"I-I didn't expect to see you here." He said over the loud music.
He began to approach me, his hands reaching out for mine.
"I-I.." I stuttered out, his hand enclosing around mine. I felt my body tense under his touch, my hands shaking as he closed the gap between us.
"I-I want to change.." He whispered into my neck. A shiver ran down my spine, as his warm breath made contact with my sensitive skin.
"It's too late for that.." I whispered, my eyes began to sting, my face becoming red and heated.
"Please.." He whispered, his voice quaking. This was the side I've never seen of him before. He seemed vulnerable, sweet..
"Why Haz..?"
"Because..." He whispered, the next few words struggling to leave his full lips. "I-I love you.."
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fanfiction"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine. "Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration. A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question. "What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice ras...
