The Move

16 - different time zone

Logan's POV

I woke up to someone shaking my shoulder.

"Logan, your front door just opened," Alex said as we were still on the couch. I looked at my phone, and it was five am.

"I locked it, Alex. It's probably nothing," I said as I laid my phone down and pulled the covers back up to my chin. I laid there until I heard footsteps coming up the staircase.

"What the fuck?" I whispered underneath my breath. I felt Alex slowly pull me towards him so that I was flush against him.

It wasn't until my Dad appeared at the top of the staircase that I realized he must have gotten an early flight.

"Dad, you scared me, I didn't realize you were coming home this early," I said as I felt Alex's grip loosen.

"Sorry kiddo, I knew you were having a fun time last night, so I figured I would just sneak in this morning, and I wasn't even sure you would be here," he glanced behind me and smiled, "Hey Alex, so, how was the dance?" He asked as he leaned against the wall and looked at us. I mentioned some kids were staying over, and honestly, and I don't even know if any of them came back last night because I don't remember anyone ringing the doorbell.

"It was a lot of fun. Now that I am up, I should probably be heading home," Alex said as he pushed the comforter off of him.

"Logan, we need to talk in a little bit. It was good to see you, Alex," Dad said as he walked back down the steps.

I sat up, "Leaving already?" I asked with a pouty face.

"Yeah, I need to be home to talk to Mom, and I have to go do some Sunday morning things at the farm," he said as he stood up and stretched.

"Alright, just call me later," I said as I sat there.

"I will. I want to know why you're in trouble with you're father," he said with a smile.

"I am not in trouble," I said as I stood up and rolled my eyes. I didn't know what my Dad wanted, but it couldn't be that bad. He grabbed his phone and keys and walked down the steps. I followed him as we passed my Dad in the kitchen, making breakfast.

"It was good to see you, Mr. Anderson," Alex said as he passed him.

"I have told you, kid, it's David to you," he said as he pointed his butter knife at him that he was using to cut his banana.

Alex smiled, "Yes, sir, I will see you another time."

"Bye, Alex," Dad said as we walked out of the room and towards the front door. I walked him outside to his truck, and we stood by his door.

"Oh, so you're walking me to my vehicle now?" He said as he pulled me into a hug.

"Yeah, whatever. Text me when you get a chance. I will most likely be cleaning upstairs from the mess everyone made," I said as I thought about all that happened in my room yesterday.

"Have fun with that, I have to go face the wrath of my mother," Alex said with a smile.

"Be safe driving," I said as I leaned into a kiss. He brought both of his hands up to cup my face while we were kissing before moving to pepper my cheeks and forehead with kisses. I smiled and pulled away, "Bye, Alex."

"Goodbye, D1," he said as he opened his door and got into his truck. I walked to my front door and watched him pull out of my driveway and go down the road. I started to go back into the kitchen to see what my Dad wanted.

"Hey, Dad, so what did you want to talk about?" I asked as I sat on one of the barstools in the kitchen island.

"When is the last time you talked to Harper?"