Chapter One: All The Time Baby.
He sat up against the bark of a tree as the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen slowly and sultry approaching him with a wine bottle in hand.
'I can't believe this is happening.' He said with a drunken laugh which she soon reciprocated.
'A dream come true?' she said sitting down next to him on the grass with a drunken, evil smile.
'Oddly enough, yes.' He said running his hand through her soft blonde hair.
'So guys do go for the weird ones?' She laughed to herself.
'I wouldn't call you weird.' He replied removing her thin cardigan.
She raised an eyebrow and leant in to whisper into his ear. 'Then what would you call me?'
She heard his breathe hitch as her breath sent tingling sensations all through his entire body.
'Fucking gorgeous.' He replied breathlessly.
'Good answer.' She kissed him lightly on the mouth. He was tender to begin with, focusing how gloriously soft her scarlet red lips were and how they felt on his. He took her face in his hands and gently played with her hair. Their lips parted momentarily and she gave him a devilish smile. She bought her mouth back to his and nibbled lightly at his bottom lip. It was in that moment, his drunken haze broke and he realised just how many times he had fantasied about the girl in front of him. He begun to kiss her more urgently, worrying that soon she would come to her senses and go back to the party. Surprisingly she followed his lead and lifted herself onto his outstretched lap. She then went on to start to gently kiss and nibble his neck; an act that caused deep moans to escape his throat. She left a trail of kisses from his jaw to his collar bone, undoing shirt buttons as she went.
'You seem so different.' He said quietly.
'I am different.' She replied sitting back slightly.
'What's changed?' he asked, caressing her waist.
'I don't care anymore.' She replied bluntly. 'I'm doing what I want for a change without any expectations.'
'What do you mean?' he asked.
'I mean that I know what this is. It's fun and at the end of it I'll merely be another name on your list and you'll be another one on mine. The furthest this will be is that we'll still flirt and maybe it will happen again at a party if we're both up for it. Nothing more.' she replied with a drunken smile and returned to his neck.
He felt a felt a strange pang in his chest, although he knew that that was normally how things went and she had spoken nothing but truth, he felt different. He felt as if had anybody else had said it, he would have been fine but hearing those words float effortlessly from her beautiful lips seemed wrong. He'd seen her, laughing, smiling and loving everything. She was known to be so open to love yet now she was something entirely different. She was the strange object of his fantasies but he suddenly realised that she was different. He saw her differently. He saw her getting out of bed and smiling tiredly after staying at his house, he saw her wearing his shirt on a Sunday morning and panicking about where her car keys were so she could get home and her dad would not worry. He actually wanted to see her.
'What if I don't want that?' He asked hesitantly.
'What?' She said, retreating from his neck. 'Am I doing something wrong?'
'Oh god no, you're being amazing.' He said taking her face in his hands, she gave a relieved smile and took another gulp of wine from her bottle. 'But what if I want more than that…'
'Excuse me?' she said nearly chocking on the sugary alcohol.
'Want if I don't want you to just be another 'name on my list.'' He said carefully.
'And I thought that I was the drunk one.' She said with a laugh.
'I'm being serious.' He replied.
'When have I ever said that anything more was actually on offer?' she replied incredulously.
'What do you mean?' he asked confused.
'I've had my heart broken enough times in the past couple of months to know that it's shit and horrible and painful and that I don't want it to happen again.' She replied. 'I don't want a relationship.'
'What if this time it was different?' he asked.
'What do you mean 'this time'? There is no 'this time'. There is right here, right now and maybe some times in the future but we aren't going to have one continuous timeframe binding us together love.' She said heartlessly. 'That's the way it always is with you and that's how I like it.'
'Well what if I'm not okay with that anymore?' he replied, offended.
'Oh come on, I know what you're like. You're not particularly boyfriend material. If I wasn't at this party, you'd be in this exact spot with an entirely different girl and wouldn't even be thinking about me.' She replied, getting off his lap.
'Yes I would!' he blurted out and clasped his hand around his mouth. She looked at him in shock.
'Are you trying to tell me that you like me?' she asked curiously.
'I think so and come on, you like me too. I can tell by the way you talk to me..' He said nervously.
'That doesn't mean anything.' She replied frankly.
'I don't care. I like you.' He replied.
'You seem to think that those are some magic words that will make me think that you're amazing. do you know how many times I've been told that I'm liked? It always turns to shit in the end.' She said taking another gulp of wine.
'I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't hurt you.' He said taking her hand.
'Don't touch me! You know how many times I've been told that as well? It means nothing to me.' she grabbed her bottle and got up. 'I was happy for this to be meaningless, why did you have too fuck that up?'
'How are you angry at me for liking you? I can't help it!' he replied, following her..
'You like me because I'm unattainable. You like me because I don't want you. The moment you have me you'll get bored and move on. I'm sick of being that girl, the one that's dumped for something better!' She shouted angrily.
'Calm down.' He said scooping her into his arms. 'I didn't think, I was that bad.'
'Oh you're awful Logan.' She said with a small laugh.
He kissed her forehead lightly. 'Have I really fucked things up?'
'I don't know.' She said quietly.
'I guess we can't go back to getting off on the floor and you taking off my shirt can we?' he joked while holding her at arms laugh.
'Hmmm, I don't think so.' She said scrunching her nose and shaking her head. She smiled and began to walk off.
'Veronica Wait! What the hell are we to each other now? What's going on?' he called after her. She stopped, turned and ran back to him. She once again kissing him breathtakingly and smiled.
'I don't know looks like we'll have to wait and see.' She said and ran away back off to the party, leaving him alone, confused and completely sexually frustrated in a field.
*** alone in the field with Logan***
He couldn't figure out what the hell had gotten into Veronica. She was never one to get particularly wasted at a party. He knew that he hadn't made her life all that perfect since Lilly died, Duncan dumped her, and he turned everyone at Neptune High against her for taking her fathers side in Lilly's murder investigation.
He couldn't believe that he just admitted to Veronica fucking Mars that he wanted something more that just a random one time hook-up. That he actually wanted something more with her.
Logan couldn't help that she got under his skin and made him feel all hot and heavy inside. There was just something about her that turned him on.
He would never tell anyone this but her really did regret that he had made her life a living hell. He wished he would have stuck around and supported her decisions. Especially after mom took off after her father lost his job as the local county sherif.
So many thoughts crossed his mind that he had to go find her and tell here that he was sorry and he just wanted her back in his life. He didn't want to play the jackass card anymore. He wanted Veronica Mars. He wanted Veronica to be his.
And he would make that happen if it was the last thing he did. Collecting his thoughts he started towards the house where the party was still in full swing.
Bumping into one of his best buddies Dick Casablanca he patted him on the back and had a serious look plastered on his face. 'Dude have you seen Veronica at all tonight?'
Dick was take aback by Logan's question. Since when did he ever care about Veronica Mars. Shrugging his shoulders he pointed his fore finger in the direction of the pool house. 'She stumbled that way about ten minutes ago. She seemed extra drunk protect you sack bro!'
Logan smirked and laughed Dicks last comment off, he was just being Dick. Tapping his shoulder and smiling. 'Thanks man, see you on the flip side.'
After receiving Veronica's where-abouts he stumbled off In the direction of the pool house.
Walking up to the main door of the pool house he heard giggling going on inside the room. Walking in he found Madison Sinclair, Caitlin Ford, Carrie Bishop, and Shelly Pomeroy all standing around Veronica on a bed taking photos of her in compromising positions. 'Slut. Whore. Nobody likes you. Freak.' Various mean and hurt full comments were being made towards her.
Logan had had enough and cleared his throat. 'Get the fuck out!'
The girls turned around and looked at him. His face turned angry quickly. 'Did I stutter? Get the fuck out! Now!'
The girls quickly walked out of the pool house and Logan went to Veronica's side. She was passed out probably because of the amount of liquor she had consumed tonight.
Logan felt his heart break as he sat next to her and pulled her sleeping form into his embrace. 'Ronnie what have you gotten your self into?'
To Be Continued...
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