Natalie eventually nuzzled her face against my shoulder, her arm stretching across my chest, and I couldn't resist touching her hair, my fingers softly combing through it and then tucking a piece carefully behind her ear. I hadn't meant to fall asleep, but finally being here, holding her... It was everything I'd ever wanted, but had been too stupid to do anything about until now.
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*Natalie's POV*
If it wasn't for the fact that I could still smell him on my sheets, and that I saw his black jacket laying on the floor by my bedroom door when I got up to head to the bathroom, I would have convinced myself that last night had been yet another cruel dream...
It was pouring rain outside... and the sound of it hitting the bathroom window was oddly calming as I finished combing through my hair with my fingers. I leaned forwards against the counter, concentrating on how red my eyes still looked after all the crying I'd done. Logan hadn't said another word to me after I'd invited him into my bed. He'd just held me, his hands occasionally adjusting their grip when I would shift against him.
I could hear his voice trailing up the stairs, and I decided on heading down to get a cup of coffee to try and calm my nerves.
"She was like..." Logan trailed off as I walked around the corner, and then when I saw the same girl from the other night sitting across from him and my brother...
"You're fucking kidding me..." Alex looked up from his coffee, a bewildered look on his face as he looked back and forth between the people at the table and me "You're such an asshole Logan!"
"She came over to have coffee and talk about some details of our next show..." I shook my head at Alex, tears streaming down my face, my vision blurring with anger "Natalie what's going on?" Logan started getting up from his chair, his body language telling me he was about to say something but I spoke up before anyone could talk.
"It's your fault." I pointed at her, with her stupid perfect hair... and her perfect body "Why would you bring her here?! After... after everything that you said to me last night?! I can't... I can't do this..."
"Natalie wait..." Logan yelled after me as I slammed the front door shut and ran down the sidewalk towards the small grove of trees we lived close to. I wanted to be alone, away from everyone, especially him "Would you please just listen to me and let me explain what's going on?! Victoria is gay Nat. Alex met her at a pride thing years ago and that's how I know her. I would never... I would never do that to you." I finally stopped running when I reached the edge of the trees, my clothes were already almost completely soaked through...
"I don't believe this. Was it all just a fucking game to you?! How many times can I fuck with Natalie before she breaks? You're such an... you're such an asshole Logan!" I continued to yell at him, streams of curse words, letting out all of my built up frustration on him. And he took all of it.
"I meant every word of what I said last night Nat! Every goddamn word!" He made a futile attempt to move his hair from his face, and then let out a sigh as he walked closer to where I stood "No girl has ever given a shit about me... I'm just a hot guy to them, some sort of... some sort of toy they can play with for a while before they get bored and throw me away but you, you've seen me at my worst. Like when my dad got sick..." Logan shuffled his feet around in the mud, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets at the same time "And you've always been there for me." He took in a sharp breath "And, and then when all that stuff happened with your ex, Natalie, I wanted to hurt that guy but I didn't because Alex told me not to go there." The rain seemed to be coming down faster now, and I was constantly blinking to keep it out of my eyes. Logan was now so close I could feel the warmth coming off of him "But I'm here now, and I'm putting it all out there. No more bullshit." He moved his left hand up to my cheek, and then suddenly his lips connected with mine, softly, his fingers carding through my wet hair, tugging on it slightly right as he pulled away, leaving me breathless and shivering in the air that seemed to be getting colder by the second "No more bullshit?" Logan questioned as his hand now rested against my neck, his fingers still entangled in my hair. My heart was racing so fast, that I couldn't even manage a proper response. The rain was finally slowing down, and he softly ran his thumb across my bottom lip before reaching for my hand and pulling me back towards the house "We need to get out of these wet clothes..."
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Alex had attempted to stop us as we hurried past the kitchen and up towards my room, but we'd both ignored him. Probably because I was fairly certain Victoria was still there and I wasn't quite ready for that confrontation, after I'd made such a scene earlier "Towels?" I motioned towards my closet as I stood with my back to the door, my entire body trembling "Your lips are turning blue..." Logan handed me a towel first, his eyes never leaving me as I attempted to dry my hair with my shaking hands, only to have his own stop me.
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Logan
Romansa"My sister loved you. Probably still does. But I don't know if you can fix your fuck up this time." ***Notice*** I do, on occasion during this story, use lyrics to songs. I do not, and will never, claim to own any part of these. All credit goes to...
