Disclaimer: If only I owned Quogan. Sighs
Author's Note: I wrote this a while ago, right after watching Chasing Zoey, and I actually forgot about it. So here it is, tell me what you think. I got this idea out of Logan promising Quinn they could sneak away. So what if everyone knew they were together now? Every couple can use a little privacy. Here you go, Quinn's realization during prom:
I Couldn't
By BeMySpiderman
I couldn't believe he had shouted those words in front of everyone.
I couldn't believe Logan Reese hadn't, for once, thought about what everyone else would think.
I couldn't believe I was in love with him.
And I couldn't stop smiling.
As we danced, everything seemed to last forever. The way his hair bounced, and the way his hands made slow sweeping motions across his face.
The way I giggled almost every time he looked at me.
Oh God, I was turning into Lola.
If someone had told me last year that I was going to fall in love with Logan Reese, I would had laughed in their face, told them I hated him and rendered them unconscious by applying a quick up-and-across pressure to their inner elbow.
A month ago, I would've denied it.
Now, I would just smile and nod, like some blubbering idiot. Because that's what Logan made me do.
I couldn't remember ever being this happy with Mark.
I couldn't remember ever truly being unhappy with Logan.
But as we danced, and as I couldn't stop grinning, Prom was slowly receding, and I knew soon we'd have to face everyone.
Tonight would consist of confused stares, questions like "Is this a joke?" and "Are we being punked?" and not-to-mention, our best friends slowly piecing together our puzzle.
Who knew what tomorrow would hold? Maybe Zoey and Lola wouldn't be upset, maybe they'd just be shocked… maybe they would get used to it.
"Quinn?" I heard Logan ask, interrupting my mental rant.
"Yea, baby?" I smiled.
He looked deep into my brown eyes: "I have something to show you?"
I furrowed my eyebrows: "What is it? Not another idea-"
"It's a good one," He repeated, like he had, on so many other occasions.
"Okay." I whispered over the music. And hand in hand we silently slipped away.
"Where are we going?" I smiled, as Logan led me aimlessly around campus, all the time covering my eyes.
"Shh… we're almost there."
"Yea, but where is 'there'?" I replied.
"You'll see. Goodness, Quinn Pensky, get some patience." He teased.
Solemnly, I bit my lip. I was an impatient person. I was just about to open my mouth and voice some smart reply when Logan announced: "We're here!" He slowly withdrew his hands from my face, "TA DA!"
The bench where we had first kissed was downed with streamers, ribbons, and slow flashing lights. I spun around; staring at changing colors and flowers Logan had decorated the whole area with. "This is…"
"Amazing? Fantastic? So romantic you can't believe it was me?" Logan looked deep into my brown eyes. "Which one?"
I felt my lips meet his subconsciously. And together we gently fell onto the bench. Before getting swept up in the kiss. Our moment was so coldly interrupted seconds later by someone far away announcing the last song of prom. Logan pulled away from me, eyes shining: "Let's dance."
As Logan held me in his arms, I couldn't help but feel something I'd never felt before. The tummy flips, the weak knees, the fluttering heart. And all things that I had passed off as symptoms of mono when Lola ever tried to explain to me how it was with Vince, seemed too real to not be a part of us. And our love.
As the song dwindled to an end, Logan caught on to what I was thinking: "I love you, too." He whispered.
And I just couldn't believe it.