Fixing You (A Logan Lerman Fanfiction) *ON HOLD*

Big News

Big news

The scenery was amazing. There were beautiful bright flowers around everywhere and the sun was setting in the horizon. We reached a stop in the green grass and Logan and I got out of the car. He opened up the trunk and held up a picnic basket and a picnic blanket.  

"Wow. You didn't have to do this, you know." I said.

"I wanted to." He smiled and layed the blanket down on the ground. I helped and then set the basket down also. We both took seats next to each other and started taking the food out of the basket.

"Mhmmm. This all looks great." I said, popping a grape into my mouth.

"So,are you going to tell me?" He asked.

"Yes." I took in a deep breath and held both of his hands. "Logan, before I met you I had a boyfriend named Cameron. We got in a car crash... and well... he died." I smiled weakly and frowned.

"Hope." He said and wrapped me in his arms. We stayed like for what felt like forever. I looked up and him and noticed my tears soaked through his shirt. "Sorry." I mumbled.

"No problem." He said, kissing my forehead. "You know, you're a really tough girl. You can take anything. Anything in the world. That's why I love you, Hope. You're smart. Beautiful. Genuine. Generous. Caring. And tough. I love you." 

"Logan..." I sat up. He pulled me onto his lap and I pressed my forehead against his. He brushed his nose against mine and our lips connected. It was a soft, gentle kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled away from him. I kissed him on the cheek and climbed off of his lap. I sat down next to him and leaned my head on his shoulder. He wrapped both arms around me and rocked me back and forth slowly. 

"I love you." I said. 

"I love you too." Logan whispered. I rested my head into his chest and smiled, drifting to sleep.

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I woke up in my room. How did I get here? I took a long stretch and sat up. A single rose was on my nightstand with a note attached.

I had a wonderful time last night. You fell asleep so I drove you home and your mom let me bring you up to your room. I'll see you at 2 o'clock. I'm coming over to see you and talk about something. I love you.

-Logan

I smiled at the note and got out of bed. I looked at the clock and saw it was only 12:30 so I went downstairs and greeted my mom. My dad left a while ago so it was just me and my mom now. I made myself one of my signature smoothies and brought it upstairs so I could get ready. My hair was a beast so I combed it out until it was smooth and untangled. I stepped into the hot shower and relaxed. 

When I got out I curled my hair lightly, just to get small waves. Powder, mascara, and a tinted lip balm was the only makeup I put on and then chose my outfit. I wore skinny jeans, a striped tee shirt and brown leather braided flip flops. Picking up my empty smoothie glass and walking downstairs, I saw that it was almost 2 o'clock. The doorbell rung. I turned around and opened the door. 

"Hey! Thanks for taking me home last night." I said kissing him.

"No problem. Um... can we talk? It's important." He said. 

"Yeah...let me put this in the kitchen first." I said, pointing at the glass. He nodded as I walked away. I came back to the front door and saw that he had a disappointed look on his face. His arms were crossed and I wrapped my arms around him. He was stiff and I looked up at him. 

"Logan." I said. "Something's wrong." He looked down at me.

"Let's just go for a walk, okay." He said and I nodded. We walked outside and onto the sidewalk. I kept glancing at Logan- who's eyes were glued to the ground. He stopped walking when we got near a tree. He led me into the shade and held both of my hands.

"Hope... I got a call this morning and I have to..."

"Just say it." I blurted out.

"I have to leave." He said.

"When?" I asked, tears starting to form in my eyes.

"Two days." he said.

"Oh. I knew this was going to happen though. It's not much of a surprise...I mean- you... you are an actor."  I realized I was acting sort of bratty. 

"I know. I'm horrible for doing this to you. I don't want to go! It's just this movie and I've been waiting for this role for-" I pressed my lips onto his and he kissed back. It was asoft but passionate kiss that I didn't want to break away from. I looked into his eyes and he was on the verge of crying. He kissed my forehead and whispered, "I'm sorry."