*When i wrote the first chapter of this story, i had no clue what to call it so i just thought of a random song title. After thinking about what would happen in the next chapters, i decided to just put the song in the story so it would have some connection. Enjoy and thanks for the reviews :)

*Logan's POV*

After 3 hours, I finally woke up. I decided to go downstairs and get something to drink. I had figured that since Carlos had this amazing apartment, people were over here a lot. It just seemed like the kind of place where you'd have guy's night and parties every week. As I went to the fridge, I expected to find different kinds of beer, junk food, etc. I was shocked when I opened it. The whole fridge was full and neatly organized. I looked through everything and decided on having mango juice. I got a cup and set it on the counter. I found a note sitting there.

Logan,

If you're reading this, then you must be awake. I had some important things to take care of. I should be back around 4:30, 6 at the latest. I told James to give you my number, but just in case he forgot...its 555-1315. Text me if you need anything and make yourself at home!

Carlos

P.S. If James calls you, DON'T ANSWER! We kind of had a fight. I'll explain when I get home.

I had no clue what to do. I entered Carlos's number into my phone and then wondered around the apartment. I decided that I would go into the music room. In the room, there was a piano, drums, and 4 guitars. I was so nervous. I didn't want to touch anything. I had to make sure that I didn't break something. I was so happy that Carlos decided to let me live here. I had to act on my best behavior if I wanted to stay. That means no flirting, no touching...nothing! I didn't even know if Carlos liked me! I mean sure, he said he can't stop thinking about me, but that could just be because of how traumatic the whole incident was. It caused him to lose his job and I'm sure it somewhat affected his friendship with James. I sat down at the desk in the room and noticed some sheets of paper. It was song lyrics and piano music. I could tell it was Carlos's handwriting so I decided to read it.

One Day at a Time (rough draft)

They say two wrongs are never right, but nothing's final
A thousand thoughts, a million fears and I still smile
When you run too fast to never see the colors of every memory
Slow down the world, live another day

I remember how it used to be
Out there chasing cars and broken dreams
I told myself don't look back this is your life
Someday I'm gonna fall in love for the first time
I remember every piece of me
Everything was perfect and complete
So I'm gonna take it
One day at a time, one day at a time

Ultraviolet record highs and lows
It's easier to stop and let it go

So, I remember how it used to be
Out there chasing cars and broken dreams
I remember every piece of me
Everything was perfect and complete
So I'm gonna take it
One day at a time, one day at a time

"You like it?" I jumped when I heard his voice from the doorway.

"Yeah it's amazing! I'm so sorry...I shouldn't even be in here. I won't blame you if you want to kick me out!"

"Kick you out? Are you serious? Just because you saw my song. It's okay. Also, you have every right to be in here." He held up a sheet of paper.

"What's that?"

"It's a copy of the new contract for the apartment. It states that you are now a co-owner of this fine apartment."

"But I thought you rented this place..."

"I do but after you live here for more than a year they give you an "ownership contract". It's just lists a bunch of policies and stuff. But since you will be living with me...your name is now on it too."

"I thought we were just trying this out..."

"The reason I was gone earlier was because I was researching you. Checking your background, police record, and I even called a few people to ask about you. I know enough information to conclude that you will be an amazing person to live with!"

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Thank you so much!" I couldn't resist the urge to run over and hug him. Thankfully he hugged back.

"I'm thinking that we should celebrate."

"Okay. What do you have in mind?"

"It's only about 5 so how about he go swimming in the pool for about an hour, then we can go out to eat, and after that maybe go see a movie or something."

"That sounds perfect but I don't have anything to go swimming in."

"You can borrow something from me."

"Okay. So when would I be able to go back to New York and get my stuff?"

"Doesn't really matter. I was thinking that I could go with you and help you pack. We could use one of those shipping pods that you fill and then it gets delivered."

"Okay. Sound good." I couldn't stop smiling. This had been the best day and it was about to get even better!

Sorry it's short, I'll update soon!