Logan Paul Imagines

teen choice awards(requested)

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"Emely! Emely! Over here!" Paparazzi was screaming my name as I walked onto the red carpet, my dress flowing behind me and my hair blowing in the wind. I pulled my signature smile as lights flashed in my face.

Three body guards were standing near by, as last time I hit the red carpet, nearly fifty fans snuck in and swarmed me. I still had marks from the grabbing me.

"Emely, how are you feeling after wrapping your new movie?" I looked up slowly to see a reporter, her smile fake as ever.

"It is absolutely amazing, I am so proud of all the hard work put into it," I replied easily. "Thank you."

I stepped away from the camera, shrugging my shoulders. I went inside to a closed off area, for "celebrities" only, and collapsed onto the couch, wiped out from the day.

Logans POV

Lights blinded me immediately as I stepped out onto the red carpet. I ran a hand through my hair as I smiled, allowing reporters to interview me. I heard people nearby screaming someone's name, and I tried to look to see who it was, but no face matched the name.

"Emely! Emely!" It seemed like hundreds were swarming this girl, and I wanted to get a closer look. I pushed past the paparazzi, but by the time I got there, she was gone. I rolled my eyes as I snuck off to a back room, where most people stayed.

The second I walked in, I saw a beautiful girl.

Emely's POV

I looked up from my phone as I saw someone walk in.

He looked me up and down then smirked. "Hey, I'm Logan, Logan Paul."

"Hey." I stood up, shaking his extended hand. "I'm Emely."

"So you're the one everyone was screaming at," Logan said.

I smirked. "I guess so. Do you need help into the main area, because this is VIP.

"I'm famous!" Logan said, defensive.

"Oh, okay." I sighed, plopping back onto the couch.

"Do you want to go out sometime?" Logan blurted. I looked up at him, shocked.

"Sure," I shrugged. "Maybe."