October 25, 2017
“Mik, Jonah’s here!” Logan yelled.
“Okay, give me a minute!”I walked out of the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a short pinkish nude dress with some matching heels. I had curled my hair and done my makeup. Jonah said he wanted to take me out somewhere fancy, even though I tried to convince him not to. I grabbed a clutch and put my phone, keys, and a tiny wallet thing with my driver's license and some cash. I sprayed a few more squirts of perfume on me before walking out of my room and down stairs.
“Logan, you don’t have to interrogate him,” I said, seeing Logan having a seemingly threatening conversation with Jonah.
Jonah looked up and saw me. “Woah.”
“You don’t look too bad yourself,” I said, tugging on his tie.
“You look good, Mik.” Logan gave me a hug. “Have her back by one,” Logan told Jonah.
“Logs, we’ve gone on multiple dates before, why are you doing this now?”
“Because this is the first time I have had the chance to talk to the dude beforehand.”
“Whatever.” I looked over at Jonah. “You ready?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah. Let’s go.” Jonah grabbed my hand and we walked out the door.
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The waiter set menus down in front of us before wandering back into the kitchen.
“I can’t pronounce half the words on this menu,” I said, looking down at everything.
Jonah had taken me to some fancy Italian restaurant on the edge of L.A.
“Glad I’m not the only one. I think I’m just going to get this,” he said pointing to some type of pasta. “It looks good.”
“I’ll get the same thing,” I said, agreeing.
The waiter came back and I had to cover my laughing from Jonah trying to say the name of the pasta. He eventually gave up and just pointed at the picture. After he took our orders he nodded and went back to the kitchen.
“Was it really that funny?” Jonah asked, looking at me covering my face and laughing.
“Yes! Your face got so red, it was hilarious,” I laughed.
“Jonah shook his head and smirked. “You know, I may not know how to say the fancy Italian food names, but I can say one thing in Italian.”
“Oh, and what's that?”
“Ti amo.”
“Ti amo anch'io. Grazie per stasera, questo è davvero bello,” I said, smiling.
Jonah gave me a confused look. “I have no idea what that means.”
“It means ‘I love you too. Thanks for tonight, this is really nice.’”
“I didn’t know you could speak Italian.”
“That's what I take for my second language class. Just like you speak French, I speak Italian.”
“Why did I not know this?”
“Because there has never been an occasion where I need to speak Italian.”
“Okay, well, I know I say speaking French makes a person 10 times hotter, but now that I’ve heard you speak Italian I think I'm changing my mind."
I laughed and put my head down on my hands. “You’re something else, Marais.”
“I know.”
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I walked into the apartment and saw Logan sitting on the couch, editing his YouTube video.
“There you are. It’s 1:15, where were you?”
“Logan, this is L.A., there is bad traffic and you know that.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Why are you so agitated all of a sudden?” I asked, sitting down beside him. “You have never paid much mind to our relationship and then all of a sudden you are super over protective.”
“I know, I know, and I’m sorry. I don’t know what it is. I just feel like I haven’t been playing the role I’m supposed to in your life. Lately I just feel like I’ve been letting you down and like I’ve not been there to protect you.”
“Logan, if you were playing the role you are supposed to you would be my cousin that I see every two months for a birthday or holiday. You let me come here, to L.A., and live with you. You are so much more than a cousin, you are my older brother. You don’t need to be super overprotective, though. You know that Jonah is a good guy and he wouldn’t hurt me on purpose.”
“Yeah, I know. Sorry Mik.”
“Don't be. Hey, isn’t Brendan supposed to be editing that?” I pointed down to his laptop.“Yeah, but he was up late last night and had a long day today, so I told him to go to bed early and I would do it.”
“Okay. Well, I’m going to go to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay, night Mik.”
“Night Logs.” I went up to my room and removed my dress. I changed into a pair of sleep shorts and one of Jonah’s t-shirts. I took off all my makeup and threw my hair up to a pony tail before climbing into bed and drifting off to sleep.
💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙It is with a heavey heart that i say Chasing You is close to an end.
HA im not telling you how many more chapters are left, but i will say its less than 20 and more than 5. Thats all you get.
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Chasing You ↠ Jonah Marais
FanficHe's in a band. She could care less. She keeps to herself. He shares everything with his fans. Shes been running around his head. Hes been the last thing in hers. He's liked her from the start. She hasn't even noticed him, or so he thought. *Comp...