"I-" He choked out. "I can never tell you how sorry I am. But I do want you to know that I love you. I was selfish and a-" I rose my eyebrows before he could finish. He knew that cussing was one of my pet peeves. Logan smiled as if remembering, "Im sorry, so so sorry. Will you forgive me?" His voice was quiet and lacked confidence.
I wanted to stay mad but Logan had that personality that made it hard to stay mad at him. I nodded my head and smiled.
A giant grin spread across his face. He immediatly jumped out of his chair and grabbed me in his arms. I hugged him back and couldnt help but let out tears of joy.
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"Small fry, two cheese burgers, no onions on one of those, and two sweet teas. Please" Logans voice rang into the little speaker.
After our little rekindling we decided to go out and get McDonalds later. I had texted Blake and told him what happened. He texted back and told me how happy and proud he was of me for trying. I texted back and said thanks.
"Here you go." The boy from the window said handing us our food. His eyes met mine and I gave a friendly smile. He winked at me as his smile grew wider. My smile fell and my cheeks grew hot. This is awkward. Logan must have noticed because he quickly paid and drove off. Thank the good Lord for older brothers.
"So, what was that about?" Logan asked as we waited at a red light.
"I dunno." I mumbled, shrugging my shoulders.
"What do you mean you dont know?"
"I dont know! Okay?" I snapped, turning my head to him. He might be back and I might have forgiven him but that doesnt mean he can mess around with me. Im still mad.
He chuckled and threw his hands in the aires a mock of surrender, "Im sorry. Its just that he left his number on the bag."
My eyebrows furrowed. I turned the bag around quickly and saw the 10 digit number scrawled on the side.
"Ugh!" I groaned throwing my head back against the head rest in frustration. Logan started chuckling again, "Shut up." I grumbled.
The car grew quiet again, it was nice quiet though. I had even started to drift off to sleep. But Logan had to open is fat mouth."So who was that guy that was with you yesterday?"
My eyes shot open, "Who? Blake?" I questioned.
Logan kept his eyes on the road but slowly nodded his head.
"He's just a friend." I stated matter o' factly. I shifted my feet so they were under my butt and I rested my arm on the door.
"Sure.. Just a friend." He said, wiggling his eyebrow.
I rolled my eyes. Yep, I got my Logan back.
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"Clayton! Come down here! Its starting!" I yelled up the stairs. I waited a few moments before hearing his footsteps I smiled to my self in satisfaction and turned to go back into the living room.
Every Saturday night my family and me watch a movie and every week a new person in the family gets to pick what movie we get to watch. Tonight is my turn to pick and being a little book worm and a movie junkie I decided to choose 'Catching Fire'. Yes, I know what your thinking, 'oh she that kind of girl?' And yes, I am that kind of girl, no point in lying.
I settle myself onto the sofa between Logan and Blake.
Blake had come over to our house to drop off a pie that his mom had made. I was upstairs so when my mom answered the door you could say that he was pretty shocked. She almost never answers the door. But when she saw Blake standing there she decided to talk his ear off and then to add onto that she invited him to our family movie night. Hints the term family.
So here we are now my whole family sitting on the sectional. Blake on one side of me Logan on the other and one giant bowel of popcorn on my lap.
Clayton slowly waltzes into the room claiming the recliner."Are we ready now?" I ask as my patience starts to wear thin. Everyone nods and/or says yes. I smile knowing that the movie can finally start. I grab the remote off the wooden coffee table and press play.
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We are about 2/3 of the way threw the movie and my eyelids struggle to stay open.
Im slumped in the couch with my legs brought up by my side. I can feel my head start nodding up and down. If I were more aware of what was going on I probably would be embarrassed of my head nodding, but seeing as though everyone is fixated on the T.V. I don't really give a tiddlywink. I cant take it anymore! I'm just going to fall asleep, it takes more energy to try and stay awake than it does to just fall asleep.
It feels like I've only been asleep for five minutes but the next thing I know my sleeping body is being lifted. I hear a few deep voices conversing but they don't seem angry, they seem content. "I can take her upstairs." One voice says."I got it." Another voice whispers.
They talk a little more and finally come to a conclusion."Night." One of the voices said before ruffling my hair. I swatted at the person, who only chuckled at my inability to succeed. Darn you hair ruffler!
I feel my holder start moving again. We move about 30 paces until we come to a stop. I'm guessing we are at the steps because we start to move slower. Wow this person is good, I know I'm not light feather but they seem really strong and stable.
Thud
Ouch! Goodness! Ok I take it back this person isn't too stable, cause they just rammed my head into the wall.
"Mmmph" I groan in pain but am too tired to do any more.
"Sorry." A familiar voice whispers.
I wrap my arms lazily around the persons neck and slightly open my eyes to see who the culprit is and am greeted by very blue eyes and dark shaggy hair and I immediately know who it is.
We walk the rest of the distance to my room and I am placed in my bed. I snuggled into my sheets and pillow until I get comfortable.But before I go to sleep the last thing I remember is my carrier whisper, "Night squirt." And then kiss me on the forehead.
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Ha did I trick anybody at the end?!?!Hey everybody!!! I know I havnt written in forever but I went to Florida and then had volleyball and tomorrow I leave for camp, sooooo tonight was my only night to write. So to make sure that I dont disappoint you guys and make you have to wait, ugh waiting ;) I whipped this chapter out. Hope you like it!!!
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