As I stand here with my arms wrapped around Logan's neck, I realize that he's been the one all along. I never thought about dating him before. Maybe a little flirting back and fourth but never dating. I feel like it would be weird considering we grew up together...
"Why are you cheeks and eyes all red?" He asks looking confused.
"It's nothing.." I tell him as I look away.
"Carter, I'm not Dylan. You can tell me when something is wrong. I won't hurt you like he did." Logan tries to tell me.
"It's my hands, they hurt." I tell him as I start to tear up again. I release my arms from his neck and try to break free of his inclosed love.
"Well, yea, thats what happens when you get into a fist fight sweetie." He tells me.
"I didn't want you to think that I was crying over Dylan." I tell him.
"I know you weren't." He says.
"How?"
"From our conversation outside before all this happened, it doesn't surprise me.."
"Oh," I quietly say ask I look down at my hands and examine them even closer.
"Hey," He pauses. I look up without saying a word. "You're beautiful." He smiles. I smile and feel myself start to blush.
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General Fiction16 year old Carter thought her life was falling right into place. But what happens when one night turns into something bad the next week. Can she work everything out? Or does it all fall apart?
