Bella P.O.V:
"Bellarina..."
He breathes out.
"Logan... OH MY GOD!"
I shout, coming to my senses. I jump into his arms as he wraps them around my waist. I breathe his classic cologne in.
We stay like that for a good minute and just squeeze the air out of each other. Pulling back finally, I look at his un-aged face.
"How you doin' then old man?"
He scoffs and raises an eyebrow as I smile playfully.
"Not much has changed since you've gone M.I.A Bella. Same can't be said for you. You look amazing, not that you didn't before. ].. I've missed you more than you can imagine, sugar."
He comments gesturing at me and using my other nickname.
"Yeah well, I needed a full change I guess. I've missed you too, spice."
I half smile using his nickname in return. I so want to tell him about what happened to me.
"Change is good."
"Not always."
I mumble.
"What?"
"Nothing!"
I shout back over the thumping music.
"Well, you look gorgeous Bellarina. Do you wanna go somewhere and talk?"
"Yeah."
I nod as I blush and feel it rise up from my neck.
He places his hand on my lower back and follows behind me as I push through the crowd.
I get a tingle as his hand moves to the side of my clothed waist and touches the edge of my biggest scar over my dress.
Oh god if he knew, if he knew the things they did to me, he would kill them, for Dad and himself.
As we walk more I can feel Logan's cool breath blowing down on me as I push my way through the crowd further. I glance back and notice him giving hard looks to any men or anyone who gets in my way and it makes me smile because I remember that he has and always will protect me.
I reminisce over the memories of me and Logan. How he used to pick me up from school when Mum and Dad couldn't, how we used to play hide and seek and we always knew all of each others favourite places in the house, how he used to take me for ice cream when I got older and when Mum used to have to help or be with Dad in hospital... how he was the only one who comforted me when Dad was ill and didn't think I was being selfish for needing support sometimes as a 16 year old girl... how he was the one I always thought of when I was stuck with Jax...
"There you are!"
A slightly high pitched voice squeals as we just approach the back door. I can just make out a tall blonde model hanging off of Logan's arm.
"Oh... yeah, I was looking for you earlier and couldn't find you, Lucy."
Logan says kind of quietly. Wait, Lucy?! I squint my eyes in the darkness.
"Lucy?"
"Yes, have we met?"
She sticks out her hand for me to shake and quizzically looks at me.
For fucks sake.
"You've got to be fucking joking. It's Bella. Your cousins daughter? Your second cousin? I've met you a load of times. Ring any bell's?"
"Oh Bella! You've been gone for a couple of years, right? You look different. Better actually."
"Thanks, I guess. I can see you haven't changes one bit."
"Thanks!"
She gleams. Oh no hunny, its not a good thing.
"Oh! How rude of me, this is Logan, he knows your Mum, have you met before?"
I scream with laughter in my head but use this as a perfect opportunity to play with her and see if Logan's still as fun as my Logan used to be.
"Oh, only a few times. How do you do, Logan, was it?"
I stick my hand out to shake his and he rolls his eyes playfully and smiles. Cmon Logan, don't let me down now.
He finally sticks his hand out and shakes mine in return. I feel warmth spread across my lower stomach as I try to hold in the giggle.
"Nice to meet you too, Bella, is it?"
"Indeed it is."
"What a beautiful name."
I blush for real. That was no part of acting but I hope he thinks it is.
"Anyway, me and Logan were just going to get another drink."
She says, still clinging onto his arm and looking at him as if he needed to remember and approve.
"Right! Yeah that's cool, I'm just gonna get some air anyway."
"No, Bellarina, really we can-"
Lucy frowns at the nickname, clearly clueless of our joke but she wouldn't notice if it was slapping her in the face.
"It's fine Logan. I'll catch you later or see you at some point for the help with Mum's wedding."
He smiles sympathetically and peels Lucy off his arm to engulf me in another hug. I feel his breath tickle behind my ear as he inhales.
"Mango's. You haven't changed that much."
He whispers and chuckles and I smile.
"You're right, I haven't. And neither have you, you still love blondes."
I kiss his cheek quickly and nod my head to Lucy before slipping outside and giggling to myself mischievously.
