the chase saga

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YOUR POV:

me and logan were sitting in English watching a movie about king arthur or something. i could barely focus on the movie. about a million things were racing through my mind, and i could tell logan could notice i wasnt ok.

"whatcha thinking about", logan asked, whispering into my ear. i shook my head, telling him it was nothing. i was worried about me and chase, but i didnt need logan worrying about me. i tried my best to just focus on the movie, but it wasnt working and logan wasn't making it any better. he kept scooting his chair closer to me, making his presence known.

"logan what are u doing," i asked.

"nothing just ummm... trying to get to my back pack real quick,". he dug around in his back pack to get what it sounded like paper. i was right. he put the paper on table and wrote a small sentence. "please talk to me". i didnt really feel like talking, but i guess it wouldnt hurt to. "im worried," "about what". i decided to whisper this time, it was to much to write.

"about chase, and..... me," "he loves y/n, and you know that," but does he really. ive always wondered that.

"i know but," "no buts.... he loves you, he never stops talking about you, and.... even i..... love you." i looked at him. surprised. why would he love me. i looked at him, he looked sad. i smiled at him and whispered in his ear.

"thank you," "thank you for what," he asked. i shook my head, letting him know that it was for everything. i took his hand and held it in mine. the warmth of his hand was all i needed rn. he smiled back at me, and we both payed our attention back to the movie. i love logan. i just dont know in what way.