Veronica's POV
My heart was racing. Logan says he's sorry. Is it true? Is he really sorry?
I walked out of the kitchen not even thinking what I was doing. Before I knew it, I was in the elevator pressing the button for Logan's floor. Getting out of the elevator, I nearly ran to his door. As soon as I approached the door, it opened. Logan stepped out of his room with a little girl behind him.
He was speechless, and his mouth dropped open.
"Veronica, uh, uh this is Heather. Heather, meet Veronica." Logan said.
"Hi! Did you know that Logan's sorry! Did you hear the song! He told me he loves you! Do you love him?" she said fast.
"More than you can imagine!" and with that I pulled him into a passionate kiss.
"Veronica, I'm so sorry. I was being an ass! I didn't mean to hurt you! I love you too much!" he said out of breath.
"I know. I'm sorry for bitching out on you. Logan I can't pretend that what you did didn't hurt me though, because it did. But not being with you hurt me 10 times more!" I said, kissing him again.
"Uh, excuse me? Are you going to the gym or not?" Heather asked.
"I am now aware that we just made-out in front of a nine year old!" I said laughing.
"Uh, I'm eleven!" she said with attitude.
And with that the three of us walked to the elevator, with Logan holding my hand. Now everything was back to normal.