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Logan's POV

"W-what..?" Louis stuttered, narrowing his brows in question.

I immediately had a sense of regret after those words slipped from my mouth.

"I-" I wasn't able to put together a proper sentence, my lips parting repeatedly.

"Logan." Louis said, his voice rising.

I flinched, the harsh tone resonating throughout the bedroom.

"He.. Kissed me.." I said, my voice barely a whisper.

"He does know you have a fiancé right?" He questioned, his towering frame intimidating.

"Ye-" He cut me off, his loud voice thundering over mine.

"Then why in the bloody hell would you let him kiss you Logan?"

"Louis! I didn't! He just.. H-he leaned in and.. I didn't know he was going to do it!" I retorted, the tears dangling from the brim of my lashes.

Louis jaw tensed, fists clenched as he stormed out of the room.

"Lou!" I called, grabbing him by the wrist.

"I'm going to show him what happens when he tries to mess with my life, my girlfriend, my fiancée." He mumbled loudly. I continued to pull him towards me, restraining him from making any idiotic moves.

"Let go Logan." He said sternly, continuing his way down the hall.

"Louis.. Please..." I sobbed, my grip loosening as my strength began to reduce.

Unintentionally, he yanked his arm away, swinging me into the wall harshly.

I yelped out in pain, bringing my hand to my throbbing forehead.

I brought my fingers to my eye level, the scarlet liquid running down my fingers.

Louis's eyes widened, immediately examining my forehead.

"I'm-I'm so sorry.." He apologized, holding me against his chest.

I pushed him away, overwhelmed by the mass amount of emotions taking over my thoughts.

"Leave me be..." I cried, trying my best to stand up.

Louis put an effort into aiding me, only to be pushed away.

"Logan.." He whispered, a pained look etched into his features.

"I-I tried to be honest... And-and you..you over reacted about this whole e-enti..entire situation.." I sobbed, my vision blurred by the tears.

"What would happen if we were married? Would you let me finish my god damn story?" I questioned, my knees suddenly growing weak.

I could no longer think, my heart racing a million miles a second.

I asked the inevitable.

"Can we last this long Lou..? Will we be able to... To last a life time with each other?"

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