My Best Friend Is a Doofus (A Logan Lerman Love Story) - || Discontinued ||

Chapter 1: Polish Bread and Not-so-polished Girls

"Hey! You forgot your phone!" I desperately ran after his car with a bag of bagels in one hand and a dry-cleaned suit on the other.

Shit. That's Logan for you. 

"Dude, stop the car!!!"

He's not gonna stop unless... unless... 

I threw a bagel at his car.

Well, there goes my lunch. 

 The car screeched to a halt. 

"What the hell's wrong with you?!", I cried out loud. "You owe me a bagel." 

He stepped out of the car.

I can handle him.

I pushed my sleeves up raised my fists.

Wait. What's he doing? He's laughing? Way to ruin my self-esteem...

I could feel my face heat up. "You forgot your phone again, doofus!" I looked away shoved his phone up his face. 

"Well, I wouldn't have to worry about it because you're always here." He flashed his signature smile which could make girls go crazy. But it doesn't work on me. It just makes me wanna puke. 

Then, he pulled me in for a hug.

I shoved him away. "Eew, don't get your germs all over me! Cheesy, much?" 

He laughed again. "You're so cute when you get mad." 

"Yeah, yeah, shut up. Your interview starts in fifteen minutes! Now go!" 

"Okay, I'll go now. You're so bossy!" He chuckled. "I'm gonna miss you, Belley!"

I crossed my arms, showed my middle finger, and mouthed "Fuck you".

I'm Isabelle Stevens, 17 years old, Logan Lerman's "best friend extraordinaire". More like his personal clown. He likes to call me "Belley". It annoys the fuck out of me and he knows that. 

I've known him since we were still in diapers. I support him in his acting career while he cheers me on my modeling projects. We sort of have a love-hate relationship but he thinks that it's purely love. In his dreams... he's my worst enemy...

You probably don't know me because I specifically told him that don't want too much publicity. I don't need crazed fangirls with pitchforks chasing after me 24/7, thank you very much. 

 Suddenly, my phone rings. Great. It's from Mister Movie Star, himself. "What do you want, now?" I yelled directly at the phone. I love doing that. 

"Belley, I need you here as soon as possible!"

"What? Why?" I couldn't hide the concern from my face. He's my best friend, after all. It's a good thing that he isn't here right now.

"J-just come here. Now! No questions asked!" 

"Okay! Hang in there!" I called a cab and got in as fast as I could. 

What'd he do this time?

 ***Thanks for reading my fanfic! Constructive criticism would be great. :)