Logan Paul Imagines

Whooops,

No, I did not misspell the title haha.

You and Logan were at the club since both of you got bored. "I'm gonna go o the bathroom, ok?" Logan says, putting his drink on a table. "Ok, I'll be here," you reply, smiling. He smiles and kisses you before walking away to the bathroom. You continue to wait for him, listening to the loud music. Suddenly you feel a hand on your waist, one that was not familiar, and you saw a stranger quickly walk in front of you and kiss you. You quickly back away, pushing his hand off of your waist. "Excuse me?!" You say, wiping your mouth with your hand. "Whooops," the man slurs, walking towards you. All of a sudden, you see Logan come into view and harshly push the stranger, which caused the drunk man to stumble away. Logan rushes back to you, pulling you into a hug. "I'm sorry for leaving you," he says. "It's ok, it wasn't your fault." You say, rubbing his back. He breaks away from the hug. "Did he touch you?" He asks, looking concerned. "Yea..." you say, sighing. "That fucker, no one else should be putting their hands on you," he says, getting angry. You put a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. "I'm allowed to touch you though, right?" Logan asks, calming down and looking into your eyes. You smile, "Logan of course, I'm all yours," you say, kissing him. "Ok, good," He says. He smiles and puts his hands on your hips, kissing you back.