Logan Paul One Shots

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You've been best friends with Logan for a few years now. Ever since he started vlogging. You get along with each other so well, you quickly caught on to that vlog life, you can't even remember a time when you didn't know him. 

When Logan asked you to move in with him, along with Evan and Brendan, you couldn't help but say yes.

There was more than enough space for the four of you even with all his friends there. Sometimes Andy and Mike stayed with you guys, too and, even though you were the only girl, you couldn't have been happier. 

Logan's new house had plenty of room. What it also had? Plenty of space to hide. 

"I'm going to go take a nap. I'm tired!" You exclaimed as you and Logan both arrived home after a long day.

"Looks like we're the only ones here. Hey, are you hungry? I'll pick up some pizza." 

You nod your head and, promising to be back soon, Logan heads back out, leaving you alone.

Heading upstairs, you somehow manage to find your bed amongst your exhaustion. You helped Logan film for today's vlog all day--it was Brendan's day off--and you could barely function.

Nothing like sleep and some food won't fix, you think to yourself as you drift off to sleep. 

"Y/N, I really like you! I've always liked you," Logan says, giving you a hug. 

As you're about to answer him, a loud noise jolts you awake. Confused, you sit up in bed, trying to make sense of was it real and what is not. 

Did I just have a dream about Logan? You think to yourself, bewildered. 

"Y/N!" Logan's voice shouts at you downstairs. That's probably what woke you up.

Still in a dream-like state, you slowly make your way out of your room and down the stairs to find out what he wanted.

Finding Logan in the living room, you make your way towards him as he turns to look at you. 

"Y/N! Thank God!" He grabs your wrist and whispers, "Someone I don't know is sleeping on the couch."

Confused, you look behind Logan to see a form with his back towards you fast asleep. 

"You didn't invite him over, did you?" Logan asks. You can hear the worry in his voice. 

You shake your head slowly as your heart starts racing. "No, I definitely did not." 

"I'm going to call the police. Come with me."

He guides you into the kitchen, pressing the three numbers on his phone, and talks to the officer. That's when you notice that he hasn't let go of you yet. His fingers dig into your arm and his grip still holds steady. 

After explaining the situation, and confirming that someone is on their way, he hangs up and you both walk back towards the intruder. 

Logan pulls you back so that you stand behind him as the guy stirs awake. 

"Yo! Who the FUCK are you?! Who the fuck ARE you?!" Logan yells, half threatening, half shook. 

The unwelcomed intruder turns to look at the two of you standing there and you are so thankful that you have Logan there.  

Was this guy here while I was here by myself? 

"He might have a weapon of some sort. Shit," Logan curses as he speaks low for only you to hear. Logan is still in his protective stance and you would feel honored if you weren't still so afraid.

Everything is a blur as the police arrive. They escort him out, ask if you guys want to press charges, it's all a mess. 

When you're finally alone, and Evan and Brendan finally come back, that's when Logan starts getting really frustrated. 

"He just came waltzing into our house like he owned the place! My man charged his phone and everything! What if he hurt someone? Fuck, I left Y/N alone with him in the house!" 

You've never seen Logan this upset before. Taking his hand, you look him in the eyes and keep repeating to him until he calms down, "I'm okay. We're okay."