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- chris' pov -

logan's head was in my head as she looked up at me. i was looking up out at the sky the was painted orange. my hand was behind me hold me up and my other was in logan's hair.

i looked down out at her and smiled when she looked away from me. she was clearly blushing from embarrassment.

"why were staring, baby," i asked with a new petname. she looked back up at me.

"because you are pretty," it was my turn to blush.

"shut the fuck up," i said looking away and she laughed.

i listened to the music while looking back down at her. i could stay like this forever, just me and logan. logan was looking up at her.

"logan," i said quietly.

"chris," she responded.

"thank you for everything," i dont where i suddenly building up this courage

"thank you for being everything i have ever needed," she said sitting up, still looking at me.

"i know we have only known each other for 3 weeks but you feel like my life long best friend and i am so thankful for you," i told her

"chris-" i cut her off by kissing her. it felt needed.

i pulled away after a few seconds and looked at her. fuck it. just do it chris.

"would you want to bemy girlfriend?" i asked making a smile paint itself on logan's face.

"do you even have to ask? yes." she said making me smile and kiss her again.

"i was going to at least wait a month, but i thought, fuck it." i said making her laugh

"i'm glad you did," logan said standing up. she spun around making me laugh.

"logan, you are so weird," i spoke watching her in pure awe.

"says the one who just asked me out," she said with her arms crossed.

"come here baby," i said. "wow i can say that and you are like actually my baby,"

"shut up," she said said straddling my waist. i looked at her and smiled purely happy.

"you are my girlfriend," i said. "that's crazy. i have had a crush on you for like two months."

"you have known me for less than a month chris." she said laughing.

"yeah, i know," i said before kissing her forehead.

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