OBLIVIOUS | FanFic: Logan Paul |

I'd Never Leave You |7|

| Strong Language |

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He's so tense.

I thought to myself. Logan had fallen asleep nearing the end of the flight. I didn't dare to wake him though.

He's been through so much already. I remember the last few nights before we boarded the plane. He would yell in his sleep, flailing about.

It horrified me to the core.

I had only known him for a short period of time, but I cared so deeply for him that I would risk everything for him.

Was it love?

No. It couldn't be, I don't believe in love at first sight. But--

No, not even an option.

The plane began to descend and the pilot told us over the intercom to remain seated while we were pulling into the airport to connect to the terminal.

Logan, still fast asleep, shifted his body so that he was now resting on my shoulder.

We were in business class and had our separate seats. But at one point, about halfway through the flight, Logan had asked me to sit with him.

This was shocking to me because we were already sitting next to one another. But he wanted me on his lap. There is only so much room in a business class seat.

But, of course, I accepted his generous offer. I was sitting in his lap, a blanket from the overhead compartment draped over our bodies. He is a big dude, and I am tiny. I hated taking up space in his seat but,

Then again, he offered.

Once I had moved out of my seat Lydia had taken my spot. She was very uneasy, I could tell.

I guess you could call it sister intuition.

Right now, the plane has stopped moving and my ears are still popping from the change in elevation. Logan, not moving whatsoever, is releasing faint baby snores through his mouth that is open just a little.

I beamingly smiled, trying to hide the fact I have to wake him up.

But first, I have to Snapchat this.

I scan my surroundings looking for my phone. Seeing it in the cup holder of the seat next to me. I pick it up and swipe on the screen sliding through my home page for Snapchat.

I opened up the app and put the pink heart filter on him, showing his very sleepy face. I smiled and brought my phone to his face.

"He's had a rough few days." I whispered to the camera putting both of us in frame. I smiled and ran my fingers through his wavy, dirty-blonde locks, releasing my thumb from the record button, stopping the video.

I watch the video and save it to my memories, publishing it afterwards.

I decided enough was enough. I lightly shook Logan, whispering to him,

"Logan, we're home, wake uppp..."

He shifted on my shoulder gripping the blanket and snuggling me more. I smiled, the cuteness almost overwhelming me.

"Logan, c'mon. Don't you wanna get back to maverick and Kong?"

At my words his eyes shot open, he was pretending the whole damn time. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes to get out of his groggy state.

"You're awake sleeping beauty." I teased with a slight smile. He gave me one in return, which took me by immense surprise.

He's... smiling.