My YouTube Life [ON HOLD]

9: Elevator Shutdown

I freeze, unable to move for a second. I gain my mobilityback, once he begins talking.

"Sorry," he says.

"No, don't be. I wasn't watching where I was going," I say, "I should be the once apologizing."

We stand there for a few moments in awkward silence, just looking down at our feet and twiddling our thumbs.

"So," Nicole says dragging the "o", "I'm just going to leave you two alone."

Nicole walks off, and it's only me and him.

"I never got your name," I say to him.

He looks up and replies, "Logan. Yours?"

"Tara," I reply.

"Wait. Are you BrunetteRoulette57? The famous YouTube gamer?" he asks, suddenly taking an interest.

"Yes," I say, "As you can see, I just left VidCon with my best friend NicolesOnaRoll."

He noticed my sarcasm and laughed.

Oh God his laugh was hot.

We conversed for a couple more minutes, before Nicole pulled up with our car. We say our goodbyes, and I walk to the passenger door of the car. I open it and step inside. We drive off. When we park in the parking lot in front of the hotel, Nicole begins "interrogating" me.

"Who was that guy?" Nicole asks.

What about that conversation you had yesterday? (demon)

I block him out from my mind and tell Nicole all the details.

"Oh. I get it now," Nicole says.

We get out, and Nicole locks the car. We walk in through the front door and stop in front of the elevator. I press the button.

"Tara?" Nicole asks, "I think I left my phone in the car. I'm going to get it."

"Okay," I say, "do you want me to wait for you?"

"No," she replies, "you go ahead."

Nicole runs off through the front door, and for a few seconds, I wait for the elevator to come. Finally, it reaches the ground floor. I step inside press the button that leads to the 18th floor.

"Wait!" Logan yells, jamming his hand through the sliding double doors.

He enters and looks at the buttons. He notices the 18th floor button is already pressed, so he moves back a little. We stand there in an awkward silence as he and I wait to get off.

The elevator dings as each floor we pass. I count every single one, waiting for the 18th ding. Only, it never comes. A loud, ear bursting siren goes off though. I clasp my hands around my ears. I look over to Logan and see that he has done the same thing.

"What's going on!" I scream, trying to be louder than the siren.

"I don't know, but I think the elevator has stopped!" he yells.

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We've been trapped in the elevator for 20 minutes, and it doesn't seem like we'll be getting out anytime soon. The siren stopped a little time after we figured what has happened; the elevator is from a company that has had a few recalls in the past month, and the hotel, being cheap, decided that it cost to much time and money to replace the elevator.

"I can't believe that the famous BrunetteRoulette57 is nervous about her sister's wedding," Logan says.

For the past minutes, Logan and I have been getting to know each each other. So far, we were only focousing on me.

"Well, yeah," I say, "It's my sister's wedding."

"It isn't so nerve-racking as it seems," he says, "I was a best man for my step-dad when I was 16. Do you know how that feels?"

"I'm going to be the maid-of-honor! That's like 10 times worse than the best man!" I yell, "Plus, you won't have to walk down the isle with your sister."

"What do you mean?" Logan asks.

I start telling him everything, start to finish, from when my father was alive, to his death. I thought I would be brave and not cry, but boy was I wrong. I begin sobbing quietly, and Logan wraps his arms around me.

"You didn't have to tell me if you didn't want to," he says softly.

"You deserve an explanation," I say with tears streaming down my face.

"Why do I "deserve an explanation"?" Logan asks.

"You helped me pick up my stuff in this elevator yesterday," I say trying to calm myself down.

"I don't think that's a very reasonable cause," he says laughing.

God, he has the most sexiest laugh.

We stay like this for a few minutes. Me, wrapped in his warm, muscular arms, and a peaceful silence lurking in the background.

"You know," Logan says, "if we make it out alive ("Overacter," I thought) I would like to take you on a date."

"And you know," I say mocking him, "if we did make it out alive, and if you did ask me on a date, I would say yes."

Logan hugs me a little tighter and says, "I would like that."

Seconds later, we heard someone shouting out to us from above on the 18th floor.

"We're down here!" we both shout.

"Hold on! We'll get you out!" the same man shouted.

"Okay!" Logan shouted.

A loud thump comes from the roof of the elevator. I flinch. Logan sees me and mouths a quick "it's okay", before the sound of a chainsaw comes from above.

"Move to the sides!" I yell.

Both of us move backwards towards the handrails, and the roof comes crashing down only moments later.

"Are you kids okay?" the same loud, now noticed, fireman asks.

"We're fine," Logan replies.

The fireman lowers a rope that is swaying beside him.

"Here," he says, "grab on."

I look over to Logan.

"You go first," I say, "Both of you can pull me up."

Logan grabs the rope, and pulls himself up.

"Now you," the fireman says.

I grab the rope and say, "I'm not strong. You guys are going to have to pull me up."

I grip the rope a little tighter as they begin to pull me up. They pull me to the roof of the elevator. Logan lowers his hand to me. I grab it, and he helps pull me up. When I'm fully above the roof of the elevator, I get closer to Logan.

There's only so much room to stand on after the fireman cut a big hole through the top.

We're still gripping each other as another fireman, from 2 floors above, lowers another rope to get us off the elevator. Logan goes first. He climbs the rope like it's no problem. I on the other hand though, am having a terrible time trying to hold my own body weight as Logan and the other firemen pull me up. I eventually get to the top, and Logan helps me up, again.

"You okay?" he says hugging me.

"Yeah," I say, "I think so."

"We made it out alive," he says.

"So?" I ask.

"So," Logan says, "It looks like you're going on a date with me."

We laugh along together in perfect harmony.