A/N : Anything in italics is a flashback.
Chapter One
Logan struggled to find the doorknob of his bedroom door as his lips were stuck to Camille's. The boys and Katie had gone out for the day and Mrs. Knight was at the gym for an hour. It had been almost a year since the boys had moved to California to become a band. They were forced to leave everything behind, their friends, family and lives. Logan had an on again off again relationship with Camille Roberts. He never thought of it as anything too serious.
Logan finally found the doorknob and opened the door with one swift motion, pulling Camille into the room and closing the door, pushing her against it. Camille began kissing Logan's neck. She pushed him on the bed, crawling on top of him, continuing to kiss every area of exposed skin she could find. Her hands wondered everywhere. "Stop." Logan said clearly not enjoying that was going on.
"What?" Camille asked.
"Stop." Logan repeated. He pushed her off of him and sat up. He put his face in his hands and took a deep breath. He found himself thinking about Tori.
Tori was his best girl bud in Minnesota. He regretted leaving her behind when they came to L.A. but it was James' dream to be a pop star and he knew he couldn't let his friend down so packing his entire life up and moving was the best thing to.
"I'm sorry, I can't do this." He got up and left the bedroom leaving a confused Camille behind. He sat down on the couch and put his face back in his hands.
Logan was sitting at his desk in his room quietly doing his math homework. His phone rang. He checked the caller ID, it was Tori. She should be on her date with Chad tonight why was she calling him? He thought. He answered. "Hello?"
"Hi." Tori sniffled. "I need you. I'm outside."
"What? What's wrong? Why aren't you out with Chad?" Logan asked her walking over to his window. He looked out and saw her standing there. She looked upset. "Come around back. I'll let you in." Logan ran to his backdoor to let her in.
Tori was a mess. Her makeup was everywhere and she was shivering from the cold. She flung her arms around Logan. He hugged her back immediately. "What happened?"
"I should have known not to go out with an older guy. They're all pigs."
Logan let go of her. "You want some hot chocolate?" he asked.
"Why is it that you always know how to make me feel better?" she asked.
"Because I'm your best friend." He said with a smile. "Go upstairs, I'll be up in a sec."
Logan grabbed some mugs and made two cups of hot chocolate. He carried them up the stairs and into his bedroom. He handed the mug to her. She was sitting crossed legged with blanket over her legs on Logan's bed.
"Okay. Tell me what happened." Logan said sitting on the edge of the bed taking a sip of his hot chocolate.
"I don't want to talk about it." Tori said looking away.
"Tori." Logan said scooting closer to her. "Tell me? Please?"
"He took me to a drive in movie. At first I thought it would be lots of fun but he didn't want to watch the movie. He just wanted me to get in the backseat so he could get in my pants. I refused and he kicked me out. Then I walked here." She looked down into her hot chocolate.
Logan put his mug on his night stand and sat next to her. She rested her head on his shoulder.
"I couldn't give it up that easily." She said. "I want my first time to MEAN something. Ya know? I want it to be with someone who I really care about and…and… love. You know what I mean?" she looked up at him.
He looked at her. Her eyes were red from crying. "Yeah. I know what you mean." He stroked her hair.
"Logan. Why are you the best guy in the world?" she asked.
"Genetics?" he answered with a laughed. Tori giggled and took a sip of her hot chocolate.
"Can I stay here tonight? I just don't want to be alone tonight…" she asked finishing her hot chocolate.
"Of course. I'll let my parents know." He grabbed her mug and his and walked out of the room.
He came back and walked to the dresser and grabbed her some track pants and a t-shirt. He handed it to her. "You know where the bathroom is." He said flashing her his million dollar smile.
She left the room and Logan changed into some shorts and a white v neck.
Tori knocked and entered the room. The clothes were only about a size too big. She sat down on the bed.
She heard Logan laugh. She turned and found herself face to face with him."Why are you laughing at me? Tori asked.
"No reason." He said.
Tori found herself getting lost in his eyes, those beautiful big brown eyes. She leaded forward and kissed him. It started out gentle and sweet but soon turned rough as Tori pulled Logan on top of her. Logan pulled away from her gasping for air. "Well, I didn't think my first kiss was going to be like that…" he said.
"Me either." Tori said. "I'm sorry. I just… got caught up the moment I guess…" she trailed off and Logan kissed her again.
Tori's hands wandered around Logan's neck and back exploring the foreign territory, pulling on the hem of his v neck.
Logan's hand, made its way up the back of her shirt when she stopped him. "Logan. Stop. I can't… I mean I want to with you but not now."
Logan looked her straight in the eyes. "okay." He said rolling off of her.
"Logan, I really want it to be you but not after the date from hell. I want it to mean something not just because I'm upset that some jerk tried to get in my pants." Tori said fidgeting wither fingers.
"I'll wait." He said.
Tori cracked a smile. Her eyes lit up with an idea. "How about we make a pact? We'll be each other's firsts so that we don't regret it?" she proposed.
"I like that idea. Deal." Logan said holding out his pinky. "Pinky swear?"
Tori laughed and locked pinkys with him. "Pinky swear." She said.
Logan heard the door open and close again. "Yo, what happened with you and Camille? She didn't look happy…" James said as the boys and Katie filed into the apartment.
Logan looked up from his hands. "I gotta call Tori." He said grabbing his phone. He walked into his bedroom leaving the boys completely confused. He pressed T on his speed dial and waited to hear the ringing.
"Hello?" Tori said on the other line.
"Hey, it's Logan. I need you."