CHAPTER 15 Avery

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Was I the only one who thought it was awkward? Me being here. With Logan. His little sister asleep. Technically we were alone. I didn't know what to do. The movie was freaking me out, but I didn't want to be like every teenage girl in the universe who would jump and scream and crawl into his arms. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction, and I didn't want to be just another girl to him.

He huffed, and looked over at me. I could sense his eyes on me... it was aggravating, but not at the same time. I finally looked over to him.

“What?” I asked.

“You're fucking aggravating you know that?” He huffed and got up and started pacing, movie still playing in the background.

“Excuse me?!” My voice lowered, and deadly. He looked at me, with a puzzled expression.

“Just... Ugh, never mind.” He replied, then sat down with more space between us. There was a sudden elephant in the room. I was so confused by what just happened. My curiosity got the best of me, again.

“What do you mean? Tell me.” I pleaded.

“Well...” He looked at me with confusion and frustration. “You aren't like other girls.... You're hard to anticipate. I can never tell what your going to do next. You're always challenging me. I can't figure you out. Do you know how annoying that is?”

I was speechless, completely puzzled. I kept my cool however, and asked him a question. “Why do you want to figure me out Logan?”

He looked at me, searching in my eyes for an answer. He inched closer to me, I kept my ground. He put his hand on my leg, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through me. WOAH! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?! I've never felt anything like that before... not even with Owen... is something wrong with me? I sprung upward and grabbed my stuff., then stopped before the front door. “Thanks for the movie.... and the popcorn... and for umm... tagging along to the beach. I had fun. Bye.” Then I walked out the door, confused, shocked, scared, and definitely feeling lightheaded.

I plopped down on my bed, looking up at my ceiling. Trying to figure out what just happened with me. Well, I chickened out, that's for damn sure. I just... I never felt that jolt of electricity run through me before. And the sudden tension when he scooted closer to me? Why did that happen? Why does he always look into my eyes, and how come when he does that I can never look away? When he put his hand on my leg... it was intense. It was thrilling and scary all at once. I bet I looked like a freaking idiot when I jumped up from the couch... Well shit. I blew that one. Wait Avery, slow down. What did I exactly mess up? There wasn't anything to fuck up... right? It's not like I wanted his hand there or the intense eye contact, did I? I never felt any of that electricity with Owen, with him it's always so calm and easy. When Logan got close to me it was scary and exhilarating. Like I was living on the edge, and I kind of liked it. Shit. Shit. Shit. I'm in trouble.

By the time I finally came to a conclusion of what had happened, and what was going on with my emotions, it was three in the morning. However I finally realized a couple things. Owen and I... we're losing chemistry. Or maybe there wasn't any to begin with. Another thing, I'm not truly attracted to Owen. I should be though, because we're dating. The third thing.... I was attracted to Logan.... hard core. Lastly, Logan can never find out I find him sexier than my own boyfriend. I came to a final decision of what I was going to do, I was going to stay with Owen, maybe things would improve if I just ignored Logan for a while. This could just be a rough patch. I'm sure I'll get out of it. Right?

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