Logan's POV
After another hour and a half of rehearsal, I walked out of the building quickly, making my way towards my car parked in the corner of the lot.
I heard footsteps trailing behind me, a smooth whistle leaving that persons lips.
Harry.
I turned around, facing those emerald green eyes. He neared me, a smirk etched upon his flawless features.
"Do you want to grab something to eat?" He asked, stopping in front of me, his warm breath could be seen in the cold atmosphere.
"I'm about to grab some coffee.." I mumbled, avoiding his gaze.
"Is it fine if I tag along?" He inquired, shoving his hands into his pockets.
I gave him a small nod, slipping into my warm car, he opened the passenger side door, taking a seat unexpectedly.
I narrowed my brows in question, "I-I thought you were going to meet me there." I said unsure.
"It's only a few blocks from here... Do you mind me riding with you?"
I chewed the inside of my cheeks, his soft green eyes widening as he stuck out his lower lip.
"Fine.." I muttered pulling out of the tarmac.
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We made our way into the small coffee shop, the warm cafe smelling of coffee and sweets.
I walked to the front asking for two cups of coffee and taking a seat in a small booth.
Harry sat across from me pursing his lips, green eyes wandering.
"So.." I began, chewing at the inside of my cheek.
"When.. Umm.. Are you and Louis getting.. Umm... Married?"
"Seven months." I mumbled, playing with the ends of my hair.
"That...that's nice.." He said quite bluntly, his full lips forming a tight line.
"Hmm." I hummed, standing to retrieve our brewed lattes.
The rest of the time we sat quiet, gazing at the surroundings, occasionally at each other.
"What happened?" He finally said, breaking the silence. I raised my brows in question.
"Between us.." He mumbled.
"You were a wanker." I said quietly, my comment had made him laugh obnoxiously.
"We were best friends!" He said in disbelief.
"...No. We weren't." I replied, flustered by our discussion.
"Then what happened?" He pushed, narrowing his brows inquisitively.
"I think you know." I said in a hushed tone.
"No.. I don't."
I stood up abruptly, feeling the tears pour out of my eyes. Walking out of the cafe, I ran for my car in hopes of Harry falling behind.
I felt his large hand wrap around my arm, pulling me back.
"What?" I gasped, holding back any of the sobs that wanted to escape.
"Tell me.." He whispered.
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fiksyen Peminat"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...
