Logan Paul Imagines

He's Done

Logan had been acting up, you weren't sure what about but he was almost never around anymore.

Finally he made home. He set his backpack on the table and ran his hand through his hair. You peeked through your doorway and watched what he did closely.

He must've been doing something, he's been gone so much and hasn't tried to make time for you at all. And when you went to talk to him about he would make up some lame ass excuse.

He looked around the room. "Y/N?" He was asking for you. You take a deep breathe before walking into the room. "Yeah?"

"We need to talk." He said. "Oh, now you wanna talk? You've been ignoring me and acting like I didn't need to be in your life. Like, if you want to talk, say it before trying to ignore me." You say out of frustration.

He nods his head before sitting on the couch. He patted the seat next to him. You sit down next to him and relax, waiting for what he says.

"Look, I had a great time being with you but, I don't think we'll work out." You stared at him, waiting for him to continue. "What I'm saying is, I'm breaking up with you." He said simply.

"It's about time." You say before standing up and starting to pack your things. "Wait, what do you mean it's about time?" He asked as he followed you into the room.

"I feel like you've just been holding it in, like you're scared to say anything to me. I was about to do it myself." He just stared you in disbelief. He couldn't believe your reaction.

It's like he wanted a whole different reaction than what you gave him. "Are you saying your not gonna miss me?" He asked, a little disappointed.

You just shrugged your shoulders.

Man, was this guy giving a headache.