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still in the senior parking lot

your POV:

after getting a phone call from chase's mother, my heart sank to the bottom of my feet. my whole life felt like it was crumbling to pieces, not even fixable with super glue. logan could see the terror in my eyes as i hung up the phone, he tried to pull me into another hug but i backed away. my body went numb, feeling nothing more then the coldness overcome me. almost falling to the darkness, Logan grabbed my hand. pulling myself to him, instantly lanching my self to his shoulders. i have to tell him what happened.

"chase's mom just called me", i cried on his shoulder. "she said that...t chase got hit by a car...... tr....trying to come find me". i was barely able to get the last few words out of my mouth. it was eating me inside to know that chase got hurt. shaking violently at this point.

"oh my god," is all Logan could mustar out to say. at this point i was only looking at logans chest, trying my best to keep calm but it wasnt working to well. his gaze was burning into my scalp.

"it.....its gonna be ok, chase is a strong guy and he... he loves you," those words felt wrong to me. he loves me. loved me. loved us.

"no he doesnt," i said looking him in the eye.

"yes he does," "no he doesnt," i broke down again.

"if you really think he doesnt love you then why are you all he talks about, he never shuts up about how your so gorgeous, and smart, and your smile lights up his day, and... and." he stopped for a minute.

"i mean fuck your his whole world," he a chuckled a little. i guess i never really knew how he felt about me. about us. i would do anything to kiss his lips again. to hold his hands. to be us. us again.

3 pr3 coming sooooonnn.

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