First Story: SOOO NERVOUS!

Please give me your honest opinion on it. The _ are for a name of your choosing. Let your imagination shine through! It can be you or whoever you'd like.

It's a One Shot with Big Time Rush's Logan Henderson:

I sat outside of the packed little coffee shop. The cool gust of fall wind blew my curly hair. Even though I was bundled up in a scarf and a navy pea coat, shivers rocked my spine. I took a big swig of my coffee and heard something scratch against the cobblestone sidewalk. I looked up to see a dark haired man with chocolate eyes beam down at me, "May I sit?" I was in awe of him, "Suree," I breathed trying to sound normal even though I could feel my cheeks flush.

"I'm Logan," he said, still smiling at me. He stuck out his hand.

I shook it, "_." Even though it seemed perfect, silence filled my ears through next moments.

"So, are you from around here?" Logan asked breaking the silence.

"Yeah, I live a couple blocks down," I jerked my thumb behind me. I then regretted it. What if this beautiful man was some kind of weirdo or something? I barely even knew him, just his name.

"Cool, I live a bit down there," he pointed to the right. Well, at least he felt comfortable enough to tell me where he lived, "But I'm knew here. I'm starting junior year when everyone goes back to school after vacation."

"Oh that's awesome I'm a junior too, I hope I'll see you in a couple of my classes." Logan was done with his coffee, he posed a question,

"Do you want to go walk around, _?"

"Sure."

I felt amazing parading this gorgeous guy around town with me. Our conversation wasn't as awkward as before, and we were laughing with each other.

Oblivious from my giggling and staring at Logan, I tripped on an uneven plot of sidewalk. He grabbed me in his strong arms, oh my goodness it felt amazing!

"Thanks," I mumbled. He looked at his watch. Nooo!

"Yikes. Gotta get home and help move some more stuff in."

"Oh ok," I said, disappointed that he had to leave now. Too good to be true, as usual.

Logan still had his arms around me, "So there's vibes here right?" he asked smirking. I felt like I was melting inside.

I just smiled at him.

"I'm sorry _, but I just feel, so, so drawn to you. When I saw you I knew I had to go talk to you," he confessed, "Sorry if it bothered you."

"It didn't bother me at all," I admitted flirtatiously half smiling at him.

"Can I take you out tomorrow night?"

"I'd love that!"

Logan reached into his pocket for a strip of paper and asked for my cell number. I gave it to him and will still shocked this could be happening to someone like, like me.

"I'll definitely call you after I get up tomorrow."

He held me back into a tight hug. Instead of letting go he stared at my lips. I leaned up and he pulled me into a passionate kiss. I swear sparks must've flown through the frigid air, it just felt so right kissing Logan. He smiled a crooked smile after locking lips with me for a few minutes.

"Bye _!" he called blowing a kiss as he walked in the other direction.

"Bye!" I called. I actually pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

Epilogue:

It turns out you and Logan were pretty much made for each other. You dated all throughout high school and even went together to both junior and senior proms. Unfortunately, during college you had to both split, you both going to different sides of the country, you to Dartmouth, him to Stanford. However, when you both graduated you came to live with your families back at home. You ran into each other at the same little coffee shop. J Your relationship became stronger and you got married 4 years later. You had a family and let's just say, "You lived happily ever after."