Special Cast, Special Love [Logan Lerman's Secret Tale]

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"All done!!! Bonnie seemed a little shy but everything was fine."

Ali clapped at Pete's merry outburst. I sighed in relieve before striding away from the studio towards the changing room faster than the speed of light.

I took the hat off and literally pulled the scarf off, almost strangled my own neck during the process. I couldn't care less about that though.

Sighing, I sank down on a chair in the changing room. I leaned against the wall and looked up at the empty ceiling.

My head was spinning, all of my thoughts came into me all at once. My lips felt strangely warm, and weird. My stomach felt like it was doing a backflip. I've never been like this before.

I unconsciously lifted on of my hands to met my lips, both eyes looking at nothing in particular. It was true that my lips felt warm but when I actually touched it, it felt cold. My head rethink of what had happened earlier.

I tried to move away but Logan held the nape of my neck couldn't even turn my face. His hold wasn't forceful, but firm. His touch felt so foreign I felt a strange sensation running under every inch of my skin.

His lips were cold , that was not all, his hands and skin seemed to lack heat compared to me. But his lips were soft. He pressed his lips against mine and that, to me, seemed to have the ability to stop time. He was slow and gentle and that surprised me.

The thought of him making me have a crush on him after a light kiss surprised me even more.

I shook me head violently. What the hell, a crush? On Logan Lerman? What am I, a high school girl? I'm seventeen, for Zeus' sake, I shouldn't be excited over a kiss right? Even if it was my first, yeah, you heard me right. That was my first kiss, and the way he took my lips' virginity away was unforgivable.

Mary, a man four years older than me just kissed me on the lips. Was that wrong?

I thought as I banged the back of my head against the wall, hard enough to hurt.

*~*~ SCSL~*~*

"Gosh, all that work make me starving. Are you?"

"..."

"I've got a voucher for a restaurant today. I think we can eat there."

"..."

"Hey, aren't you going to say something?"

"..."

I stared out the window as a reply. I heard a 'Fine then.' And we were off. I had absolutely no idea where we were going. But it wasn't long when the car came to a stop. I turned my head to my usual position and found myself face to face with Logan.

I moved away like I've got a human phobia. My cheeks heated up as Logan gave me a smirk before he got out off the car and came to open the door for me. I raised my eyebrows at his gentleman behavior before getting out from the car.

I looked up at the restaurant name. Italish. Oh yeah, I wonder what kind of food there would be. Chinese? God, I would like to know who named this place, seriously.

Logan walked ahead of me into the restaurant as if he was owning the place. The waiters in maid and butler uniforms were bowing to him and turned to bow to me as I walked pass them. I nodded sheepishly in return, earning weird looks from some of them. Hate to be the centre of attention, I walked away quickly to catch up to Logan.

Logan sat down on a two-seats table, next to the glass wall. People were walking by outside in the evening sun. I was surprise that no one noticed Logan Lerman was here. Maybe because of the fake glasses he was wearing. But if it was me I would still remember him, his appearances were too unique to forget.