Tell Me A Lie (Logandra)

Chapter One; Love Lindsay

So I know I haven't updated for  a very long time, and I have a reason! I lost the password for this account and I only got it back now, I'm so sorry for making all of you wait. But you made me really happy though, because i was met with messages and comments, Thank you so much!

Here's a photo of Logan to make up for the wait!

L O G A N

"Sir, there's a phone call from vogue-"

"Decline."

"Sir, there's an email from seventeen ma-"

"Decline."

"Sir, there's a-"

"Madeline, you know I don't accept magazine re-"

"Sir, it's a letter from Ms. Lindsay."

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"Hand it over. And, when you see a magazine request for interviews or anything, do not accept. Delete it immediately. I don't want you bothering me again with the same none sense." I said coldly to Madeline, my assistant.

"Yes, sir." she quickly ran out of my office, after handing me the letter.

To my dearest, loving, Logan,

Meet me at Central Park later at 6:00 pm. Oh and valentine's day is coming!! Make sure to buy me my Chanel shoes!!

Love, Lindsay;)

Shit, I totally forgot to buy that Chanel shoes she's been hinting on for ages! Oh well, guess I have another breaking up to do. She's a gold digger, anyway.

I picked up my car keys from my desk and left my office. On the way to central park, I stopped by a certain flower shop and picked up one long-stemmed red rose. A breaking up token.

 When I arrived at Central Park, it wasn't that hard to find Lindsay. She sat on the very first bench that I saw, with a gigantic heart balloon on her left hand and her phone on the other. She wore her work clothes, I assume, some dark pencil skirt, a button up blouse and high heels. I waved at her as I made my way over, locking my car in the process.

"Hi, Baby!" She exclaimed, grinning madly as she stood up from her seat to hug me. Her thin arms were around my neck in a blink of an eye, and I had to catch my breathe from the tightness of what she called a hug. 

"Hey, Lindsay." I greeted after she unwrapped her arms from me, gesturing to the bench and sat down. 

"So, have you bought the shoes I've been telling you about?" she asks, clinging into my arm. I almost choked at the scent of her perfume. "Valentine's is in three days."

"No, I haven't." I said, pulling my arm back from her hold. "I actually came here for another thing."

"Well, it better be good then, since you failed to buy me my shoes for it." she spoke bitterly, raising her perfectly done eyebrows at me. 

"It's not even Valentine's yet!" I snapped. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. I'm breaking up with you." I say, placing the rose in her lap before abruptly standing up. 

"What?" she gasped overly. "You can't break up with me, Logan. No one breaks up with me."

"Guess what? I just did. We," I gestured my finger between the two of us. "are done. Besides, I forgot I even had a girlfriend last night, seems I enjoyed way too much with another girl. Her name was April, I think, or was it May?" 

"You are a dick, Logan Lerman, a big one!" she screamed, what I assume to be fake tears running down her cheeks,

"Well, you'd know the size, won't you?" I taunt, narrowing my eyes at her teasingly.

She let out a loud huff, slapping me in the process before walking out. 

I rubbed my cheek roughly as I glared at her back, but standing up straightly again as she turned back around. 

"This is going to bite you back in the ass, Logan Lerman. You're going to fall in love, and that girl will break your heart into pieces, just like what you did to many girls. You'd understand how we all felt, and you'd feel much worse." she seethed. "This isn't a promise or an empty threat, Lerman. This is a curse."

And with that, crazy witch Lindsay made her grand exit of my life. I almost forgot about the red heart balloon I managed to hold in my right hand, I don't even remember catching it when she let go of it. God, she's such a drama queen. Why did I date her again? I need a drink.