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

You tell me...

You tell me...

Hope's POV (still)

I sighed and rolled my eyes, only holding the door open a little bit. "What do you want? You already heard what I have to say."

"Listen to me please." he said, staring intently into my eyes. "I like you a-and i was drunk the other ni-"

"Cade, before you go into the 'Oh I was so drunk I wasn't thinking' crap, think about what you did." I paused and waited for him to think. "Honestly, you knew I had a boyfriend and I wasn't interested in you. I think Marley liked you and all..." He kept looking into my eyes, furrowing his eyebrows, and took his hands out of his pockets. "But you tried to hook up with her. I don't think thats how you get a gi-" 

His lips were on mine and we both were now a step into my house. My eyes were wide open and i pushed my hands on his chest. I tried to force him off but i just couldn't. He pressed my against the wall and I used all of my strength to try and get him off. Again, it didn't work.

"Ca. Cad- C-c-cade." I mumbled and then bit his lip. He quickly released and I pushed him out the door. I slammed it shut and locked it. tears were streaming down my face as i slid down behind the door. He almost just took advantage of me.

"Hope! Open the door...please! I just wanted to talk to you!" He yelled and I kept crying.

"Go away! Now or I'm calling the cops!" I managed to yell through the door. His yelling finally stopped after I waited awhile. The couch and tv screen with Dylan O'Brien were practically calling my name, so I stood up, and walked over to the couch, curling up. Pressing play, I though about if I should tell somebody. Marley's mad at me...so that's a no for her. Danielle...I've been with her all day. I don't want to bother her. Logan. I scrolled to my favorites and tapped his name, brought up the phone to my ear.  My nose stopped sniffling and my eyes stopped flowing tears by the time he answered.

"Hope, hey I was just going to call you. I'm done filming for the day." He said.

"I need to tell you something. You should know about it." I sniffled and sighed deeply.

"...I need to tell you something also. You first." His voice went weak and soft.

Thinking about it for a second, I've realized I might not be able to tell him.

"Logan, I met this guy a little after you left. It's a long story. We never dated or anything but I thought he liked Marley and they almost hooked up but I stopped them." I paused. Logan waited. "And he came over a little while ago to say sorry. I refused to accept it but he came inside my house and kissed me. He forced it and I just don't feel comfortable about it. I got him to leave though." i smiled a little- happy I got that all out.

"That's fucking crazy. That's almost rape! Did he hurt you?! Are you okay?! I swear when i get there I'm going to kick his a-" I cut him off.

"Don't worry about it. I'm fine." I forced.

"No. I'm coming. That plane ticket for a week that my director promised...I'm taking it now." He somewhat shouted. "I need to see you. And not to mention, kick that guys ass." It was cute when he was protective.

"So what did you want to tell me?" I asked.

"Well...the same thing happened to me I guess I can say. Lily attacked me and we got caught by papparazzi so if you see pictures please ignore them. Her car 'broke' and I had to give her a ride to her house. She left her phone in the car and when I brought it to her she kissed me." He stopped." I made it clear to her that nothing was happening nor going to happen though."

"Good. I said. You're mine and mine only." I laughed.

"You're also mine and mine only. That's why I'm going to kick that guys ass." He chuckled. "I promise I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Surprise me when you come!" I begged, with a laugh.

"I will, okay. So, I just got back to the apartment/hotel thing." he said as I heard a door shut in the background.  "What are you up to?"

"I was watching Teen Wolf, until the whole incident happened. I think I'm going to order dinner and get it delivered later though." I sat down and clicked play on the remote. "Hey...isn't it pretty late there where you are?" I asked, plopping even lower into the couch.

"Very. I couldn't sleep without talking to you first though. I missed your voice." His grin from ear to ear was almost visible through the phone. He yawned.

"You sound tired...how about you call me tomorrow? I feel bad keeping you up this late."  i suggested.

"Fine. I'll talk to you tomorrow. I miss you lots." He said with another yawn.

"Bye, talk to you tomorrow." I said and hung up.