Logan

83. I Felt A Pull

*Logan's POV*

I opened my eyes, and cursed myself when I noticed the sunrise coming through the shades of Natalie's window. I checked the time and it was around 7 a.m, thankfully I'd only taken a small slumber.

I then looked down to see Natalie resting her head against the crook of my arm, the sounds of her sleeping peacefully gave me some solace. I swept the dry french fries into the garbage bin, and cleaned up the soda and slushie from last night. I scrawled a note and left it on her pillow, easing the door closed as I walked out.

"Logan... what..." I jumped, and turned around to see Alex walking back to his room from the bathroom, "Why are you here? I mean... it's okay you're here, but... how? I didn't see your car outside."

I stepped further into Alex's room, "Dude you scared me, actually, Natalie had a bad dream last night. She called me, so I just came over for a bit. I fell asleep. I didn't mean to, I swear."

Alex nodded, wiping some sleep from his eyes, "Okay, well... just, you know, don't make a habit out of it. You're still with Whitney, I... I don't want my sister to get confused."We exchanged a look for a couple moments, and I looked away, his eyes bulged out, as if he could sense what I was thinking. "Hold up. Logan, are you still, I mean, do you still have feelings for my sister?"

I looked around a bit, dodging the question. "Listen, I know she's with Aeron. I know I'm with Whitney, but I don't know, I felt a pull."

Alex rolled his eyes, "A pull? Logan..." he sighed, "I don't know if I should... you know what? If you're going to keep up with this 'pull' business, you need to dump Whitney. She's Kellan's daughter, that means we have to play nice and not fuck things up. Okay?"

I held my hands up in surrender, "I know, I know. I've already thought about it, you know? I already took things too fast, so I have to slow things down."

Alex nodded, "Yeah, you do. You should probably go before she wakes up."

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*Whitney's POV*

Logan seemed weird when this afternoon he came to pick me up, not opening the door for me, or giving me a kiss on the cheek when I sat next to him in the passenger seat. I was going to see Kellan, while he opened he was talking to me about his family tree. I felt anxious when Logan continued to stay silent.

"Logan, what's going on? Are you alright?" I took another look in the mirror, touching up my lipstick as we started heading toward The Iris.

He nodded, "I'm fine."

We sat in complete silence for the whole drive, and only when he parked in the parking lot, he turned to me.

"I have to tell you something."

My breath suspended, I had a feeling. "What?"

"Please don't be mad at me."

"Oh, you're scaring me, Logan, out with it."

"I slept at Natalie's house last night."

There it was, like a slap to the face. "What? What do you mean, you slept at her house? Did you-did you CHEAT on me?!" I felt intense anger in my cheeks.

Logan shook his head, "I just fell asleep there, I swear. Nothing happened between Natalie and I."

"That's where you went last night, wasn't it? You went to her house? So what do you mean you fell asleep? Did you crash on the couch?"