Falling for the Quarterback

{"Things are changing"}

//Edited//

"We're going ice skating!" I smile squeezing his arm that I'm holding onto as we walk up to the rink. I jump up and down in excitement because I've never been before but I'd always wanted to.

"I take it this is your first time" he chuckles taking my hand as he walks us over to get some skates. I smile nodding my head. He pays for our skates and helps me lace mine up.

He walks us over to the ice and I watch as everyone looks happy skating and the sound of the many skates gliding against the ice fill my ears. Logan is the first to step onto the ice but I hesitate a little. I really don't want to bust my ass in front of him.

I have a lot of pride and that happening with definitely put a dent in it.

"Come here" he chuckles holding out his hands for me to take.

I carefully walk myself closer to him and grab his hands tightly as he gently guides me onto the ice. He smiles pulling me closer to him so that my back is flush against his torso and he begins to slowly skate following the direction of the crowd. He moves his feet side to side and I keep my eyes on them to copy his actions.

"You're pretty good at this" I say to him once we make it a full lap around the rink.

"I've had some practice" he shrugs "Now here, take my hand" he skates over to my side instead of being behind me and grabs my hand. So now I have to actually try without his direct guidance.

"Logan I'm gonna fall on my ass" I look up at him and pout, trying to sucker him into holding me again.

"No you won't you'll be fine" he chuckles.

I stick out my bottom lip and stare at him letting a small crease form between my eyebrows.

This should definitely work.

"Don't look at me like that" he shakes his head and looks away from me.

It's working.

"I'll feel better if you stay behind me" I try to persuade him but as soon as the words leave my mouth I know I've lost.

I should've chosen better wording damnit!

"I'd rather be behind you doing something else" he smirks wiggling his eyebrows.

I roll my eyes in defeat as he pulls me by the hand and makes me skate next to him.

It's going fine and I'm starting to get the hang of it. It's a lot easier than I thought and I have yet to bust my ass so my pride is still intact. We skate two more laps and when we start the third lap someone skating in the opposite direction of everyone else plows right into me knocking me right on my ass.

Great.

Fuck that hurt.

I groan on the ground while Logan looks at the guy sending him a very deadly, murderous, glare.

"Watch where the fuck you're going!" Logan barks at the man before bending down to help me up. 

The man quickly apologizes and then skates off with a bit of freight still remaining on his face. 

"You okay?" Logan asks while pulling me up.

"Yeah I'm fine, my ass isn't though" I chuckle and let go of his arms now that I have regained my balance. I spot someone with hot chocolate and immediately start craving it.

"We can do another lap or go get some food, whatever you want" he says reading my mind.

"Food please" I smile up at him.