Sam's POV:
I fixed the blazer that I wore over my shirt and tie and composed myself before knocking on the door of my apartment.
"Hi." Logan said eagerly when she opened the door.
She looked stunning. She wore a red dress, black heels, her hair and make up were done to perfection. God, I love this gorgeous woman.
"Hey, beautiful." I said and kissed her temple.
"Thank you." Logan whispered when I handed her the flowers I got her. "Nobody has ever gotten me flowers before."
She laid the flowers on the kitchen island and joined me out in the hallway.
"We'll have to pick up a vase on our way back." She said and took my hand in hers.
We walked to my car and I held her door for her as she got in.
"So, where are we going?" She asked as we pulled onto the street.
"It's a surprise." I smiled at her, placing my hand on her thigh. She nodded and smiled, looking out her window.
I glanced over at her and I couldn't help but smile. Nothing could ever ruin what I have with her. I'm so deeply in love with her and if that's wrong then, I never ever want to be right. I want the entire world to know how crazily in love I am.
I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and parked the car.
"Really?" Logan asked chuckling.
"Yes. I know how much you love it here." I smiled a cheesy smile.
I got out of the car and rushed to her side, opening her door, giving her my hand and helping her out. I shut the car door and we started to walk towards the door of the restaurant.
Taco Bell.
"I love it." She smiled at me as we walked up to the counter.
"I'm glad. Order whatever you want, baby girl." I said, kissing her forehead before she ordered.
I ordered mine and paid for both meals. We waited a couple minutes then, we were given our food and we picked a table and sat down.
"This is the most perfect date I've ever been on, Sammy." She smiled and bit into her burrito.
"Same here, mostly because it's with you." I said before taking a bite of mine.
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"See you guys later." I called before Logan and I walked out of the studio around one in the morning.
After the short drive home, Logan quickly went into the bedroom and changed. I was right behind her. I couldn't stand to be all dressed up any longer.
She went into the bathroom and took off her makeup and pulled her hair up.
While she was in there her phone started to ring, Rocco's name popped up.
I answered it before it went to voicemail.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Log- who is this?" It was a female voice.
"Sammy. Logan's boyfriend. Who is this?" I asked, starting to get worried.
"Tamara. Rocco's friend. Let me talk to Logan. It's an emergency." She rushed. I remember Logan talking about her.
"Yeah, of course." I said with a nod, even though she couldn't see me. "Log!" I called.
She walked in and took the phone, walking out onto the balcony. I respected her privacy so, I went in the bathroom to clean myself up.
When I walked back out, she was still talking on the phone so I went to the kitchen, got a bottle of water and sat on my phone and waited.
About 5 minutes later I heard the balcony door slide shut and Logan walked into the kitchen. The second I looked up at her she broke down in tears.
I rushed over to her and held her in my arms until she calmed down so she could tell me what was wrong. So help me God if something happened to Savannah.
"Sweetheart, I need you to tell me what's wrong." I said quietly as I stroked her hair.
"There was an issue. Rocco didn't give money to someone and I don't know then, he got shot. He's in the hospital. Emergency surgery. I can't lose him. Savannah is at Trey's house, the one that wanted to kick your ass the day you showed up. I have to go back. Everything is falling apart. What if he dies? Oh no, Sammy." She rambled on as silent tears fell from her eyes. It was so hard to process everything she said.
"Calm down. It'll be okay. I'm gonna go call my brother, Ben. I'm going to give him your address and he's gonna go pick Savannah up and keep her at my house. You're gonna call Skate while I find the next flight to Omaha. Everything will be just fine, love." I said, kissing her forehead.
I quickly dialed my brother's number.
"Hey, man, you gotta help me out here." I sighed as Logan walked into my bedroom. I could hear her sobs as she talked to Skate.
How the fuck did this happen?
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things are getting a little crazy
sorry it's a little short
hope you guys liked it!
-s.k.
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protective | s.w.
Fanfictionprotective- /prəˈtektiv/ having or showing a strong wish to keep someone or something safe from harm. • contains sexual content and other adult themes such as use of alcohol and other drugs
