Stranger

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Chapter 4: Stranger

MY P.O.V:

I groaned. I was lying down on a sofa, I'm assuming I was in a dressing room. The last thing I remembered was bumping into someone. Then the memories all came back to me. Dad asked about Eric, but he didn't know that Eric cheated on me with Victoria and then I ran into the studio. I fully opened my eyes to see a doctor talking to my dad. . Dad took a breath of relief. he sighed. I called. He instantly rushed over to my side.

. , I asked, confused. My dad stroked my hair. . , I said cutting him off. .

My dad stood there, shocked. .

I felt a little embarrassed for thinking that dad wanted me to date this Logan guy. I mean I've never even met him! And no, when he brought me here doesn't count either; I was unconscious! And well, I've never really had a friend before, so why not? . My dad's face lit up. , he asked before kissing my forehead. , I smiled.

After my dad left I looked around. I didn't even notice that the doctor left. Anyways, now I was going to go find Logan. , I said to myself. I liked that name! As I left the dressing room, I was consumed in my thoughts, wondering how Logan would look like. What I didn't notice was a stool siting right in front of me. I mean seriously, who leaves a stool outside of a dressing room? So as I walked out, I tripped over the stool, waiting for my body to feel the pain. I was still waiting. How come I felt no pain? Was I dead? No! My heart was still beating. I realized my eyes were closed, so I opened them to find two muscular arms holding my waist securely, so that I wouldn't fall. It felt great! Woah! What am I thinking? I don't even know who this is! But for some strange reason, I felt safe and protected. I felt as if nobody could harm me as long as I was in "his" arms. Who is he anyways? And why was I still in his arms? He's probably getting weirded out now! I stood up and came face to face with the most vibrant and beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. Who is this stranger?

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