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Note: The lyrics in this chapter are from 'Timberwolves at New Jersey' by Taking Back Sunday.
Time Warp: Chapter 10-Unexpected Changes
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Literate and stylish
Kissable and quiet
That's what girls dreams are made of....
....That's all you need to know
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After about an hour of watching tv, Hallie started to drift off to sleep. She glanced sideways at Logan, noticing that he didn't look tired at all, but deep in thought as he stared off into space in the direction of the tv. She unwrapped herself from Logan's arm and the quilt around them, pushing the remains of the blanket over him.
"What're ya doin'?" Logan looked over at Hallie, breaking from his lost daze.
She smiled at him, then yawned. "I'm gonna hop inta bed before I fall asleep on you again."
Logan nodded, figuring she had her reasons for wanting to be alone. It didn't bother him either way, it's not like there was anything going on between them, just friends offering eachother comfort.
Hallie raised her hand, wiggling her fingers in a tired wave as she shuffled off to her room. "Night."
"G'night." Logan mumbled, watching as she walked into her bedroom, not even bothering to shut the door. He guessed it had something to do with feeling a little safer that he was there, and wanting to make sure she could see him from her room. With a slight shrug, Logan let out a long yawn, then turned off the tv, leaving the room in total darkness. He was feeling a little warm, so he stripped off the sleaveless tee and tossed it over the back of the couch. Leaning back on the cushions, he adjusted the pillows before pulling up the quilt half way and closing his eyes.
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Hallie rolled to her side and tiredly pried one eye open to stare at the clock. She yawned and slowly sat up, again hearing the sound that had woken her. Her eyes widened, making her fully awake and she cringed against the headboard of her bed. It was a pained kind of howl. Her eyebrows furrowed in concern and she flung back the blankets and crawled out from her warm bed.
Hallie's eyes widened in awe when she stepped into the main room where Logan was sleeping. He was sitting upright on the couch, thrashing about and roaring, with what looked like knives protruding from his knuckles. She cautiously approached the back of the couch, careful to avoid his flailing arms. "Logan?" she called tentatively. Hallie frowned, then watched as he retracted the strange claws, but still kept his hands clenched into fists as he breathed heavily. She gently placed a hand on his bare shoulder that was slick with cold sweat. "Hey, Logan? You okay?"
He flinched, then threw himself backwards against the pillows, his back arching as he gripped the side of the couch tightly. "NOOOOO!!!" he howled, his face twisted in agony.
Hallie gasped, her sympathy outruling her judgment. She came around the couch and covered her hand over Logan's that was clutching to the cushions. "Logan, wake up!" she yelled loudly.
Logan loosened his grip on the couch, his eyes remaining clenched shut and his face still twisted in pain. His heavy breathing started to slow down as he visibly relaxed, then his eyes opened abruptly as he lay back against the pillows. He found himself staring into Hallie's confused and worried hazel eyes. "Hallie?" he rasped, his throat raw from yelling. "What...what happened?" Logan's eyes suddenly looked fearful and he sat up quickly, grabbing hold of Hallie's shoulders. "Oh god, are you okay?! Did I hurt you?!" he asked frantically.
"Logan, no, I'm fine, really!" she told him, trying to calm him down. Hallie held onto his arms that were still on her shoulders.
He sighed heavily with relief and dropped his arms, then swung his feet over the side of the couch, letting them hit the floor with a light 'thump'. Logan rested his elbows on his knees and buried his face in his hands, shaking his head and cursing quietly to himself.
Hallie frowned, then sat next to him on the couch and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?"
Logan growled lowly in frustration with himself, then sighed, glancing at Hallie. "Yeh. I'm sorry if I scared ya Hal. I'm sorry 'bout all this." he abruptly stood, then grabbed his bag from the floor on the side of the couch.
"Where are you going?" Hallie asked, watching him from her seat on the couch as she sat unmoving.
"I better go, I don't wanna cause you more trouble. I could've hurt you." his jaw tightened and he gripped the handle of his bag, then started for the door.
"Wait!" Hallie scrambled over the back of the couch and grabbed Logan's shoulder. He turned to her and she looked into his eyes, seeing the fear. He was afraid of hurting her, afraid like he'd known what it was like to hurt someone he cared about. "I don't want you to go." she told him truthfully.
"Hallie-" Logan started to protest, but she wouldn't let him.
She cocked her head to the side and half smiled. "Stay, please? You make me feel safe." Hallie grinned with a short laugh. "I know it's corny but ya do okay?" she grabbed Logan's arm and started pulling him back to the couch.
Reluctantly, Logan sat down and Hallie hopped onto the cushions beside him, a broad grin on her face. She reached to the floor and pulled up the old quilt that had fallen, then wrapped it around herself and Logan. "This is better."
"Hmph." he grumbled, staring at her.
Hallie smiled, easing herself against Logan's chest once he finally relaxed. "We could go lay down in my bed if ya want, it'd be more comfortable." she raised her head, looking at him unsurely. "Just to sleep, nothin' more." she added, seeing the uncertainty in his features.
"Uh.." Logan mumbled, starting to feel really unseasy about that idea. He looked sideways, his eyes unfocused, then he met her hazel eyes again, readying himself to tell her the truth about him. "I gotta tell ya somethin' Hal."
Hallie pulled away from him slowly and leaned against the back of the couch. "Yeh?"
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Note: CLIFFHANGER!!! mwahahahaha!!! *runs from readers* Don't forget ta review! x_0 *sneaks away*
Note: The lyrics in this chapter are from 'Timberwolves at New Jersey' by Taking Back Sunday.
Time Warp: Chapter 10-Unexpected Changes
*****
Literate and stylish
Kissable and quiet
That's what girls dreams are made of....
....That's all you need to know
*****
After about an hour of watching tv, Hallie started to drift off to sleep. She glanced sideways at Logan, noticing that he didn't look tired at all, but deep in thought as he stared off into space in the direction of the tv. She unwrapped herself from Logan's arm and the quilt around them, pushing the remains of the blanket over him.
"What're ya doin'?" Logan looked over at Hallie, breaking from his lost daze.
She smiled at him, then yawned. "I'm gonna hop inta bed before I fall asleep on you again."
Logan nodded, figuring she had her reasons for wanting to be alone. It didn't bother him either way, it's not like there was anything going on between them, just friends offering eachother comfort.
Hallie raised her hand, wiggling her fingers in a tired wave as she shuffled off to her room. "Night."
"G'night." Logan mumbled, watching as she walked into her bedroom, not even bothering to shut the door. He guessed it had something to do with feeling a little safer that he was there, and wanting to make sure she could see him from her room. With a slight shrug, Logan let out a long yawn, then turned off the tv, leaving the room in total darkness. He was feeling a little warm, so he stripped off the sleaveless tee and tossed it over the back of the couch. Leaning back on the cushions, he adjusted the pillows before pulling up the quilt half way and closing his eyes.
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Hallie rolled to her side and tiredly pried one eye open to stare at the clock. She yawned and slowly sat up, again hearing the sound that had woken her. Her eyes widened, making her fully awake and she cringed against the headboard of her bed. It was a pained kind of howl. Her eyebrows furrowed in concern and she flung back the blankets and crawled out from her warm bed.
Hallie's eyes widened in awe when she stepped into the main room where Logan was sleeping. He was sitting upright on the couch, thrashing about and roaring, with what looked like knives protruding from his knuckles. She cautiously approached the back of the couch, careful to avoid his flailing arms. "Logan?" she called tentatively. Hallie frowned, then watched as he retracted the strange claws, but still kept his hands clenched into fists as he breathed heavily. She gently placed a hand on his bare shoulder that was slick with cold sweat. "Hey, Logan? You okay?"
He flinched, then threw himself backwards against the pillows, his back arching as he gripped the side of the couch tightly. "NOOOOO!!!" he howled, his face twisted in agony.
Hallie gasped, her sympathy outruling her judgment. She came around the couch and covered her hand over Logan's that was clutching to the cushions. "Logan, wake up!" she yelled loudly.
Logan loosened his grip on the couch, his eyes remaining clenched shut and his face still twisted in pain. His heavy breathing started to slow down as he visibly relaxed, then his eyes opened abruptly as he lay back against the pillows. He found himself staring into Hallie's confused and worried hazel eyes. "Hallie?" he rasped, his throat raw from yelling. "What...what happened?" Logan's eyes suddenly looked fearful and he sat up quickly, grabbing hold of Hallie's shoulders. "Oh god, are you okay?! Did I hurt you?!" he asked frantically.
"Logan, no, I'm fine, really!" she told him, trying to calm him down. Hallie held onto his arms that were still on her shoulders.
He sighed heavily with relief and dropped his arms, then swung his feet over the side of the couch, letting them hit the floor with a light 'thump'. Logan rested his elbows on his knees and buried his face in his hands, shaking his head and cursing quietly to himself.
Hallie frowned, then sat next to him on the couch and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?"
Logan growled lowly in frustration with himself, then sighed, glancing at Hallie. "Yeh. I'm sorry if I scared ya Hal. I'm sorry 'bout all this." he abruptly stood, then grabbed his bag from the floor on the side of the couch.
"Where are you going?" Hallie asked, watching him from her seat on the couch as she sat unmoving.
"I better go, I don't wanna cause you more trouble. I could've hurt you." his jaw tightened and he gripped the handle of his bag, then started for the door.
"Wait!" Hallie scrambled over the back of the couch and grabbed Logan's shoulder. He turned to her and she looked into his eyes, seeing the fear. He was afraid of hurting her, afraid like he'd known what it was like to hurt someone he cared about. "I don't want you to go." she told him truthfully.
"Hallie-" Logan started to protest, but she wouldn't let him.
She cocked her head to the side and half smiled. "Stay, please? You make me feel safe." Hallie grinned with a short laugh. "I know it's corny but ya do okay?" she grabbed Logan's arm and started pulling him back to the couch.
Reluctantly, Logan sat down and Hallie hopped onto the cushions beside him, a broad grin on her face. She reached to the floor and pulled up the old quilt that had fallen, then wrapped it around herself and Logan. "This is better."
"Hmph." he grumbled, staring at her.
Hallie smiled, easing herself against Logan's chest once he finally relaxed. "We could go lay down in my bed if ya want, it'd be more comfortable." she raised her head, looking at him unsurely. "Just to sleep, nothin' more." she added, seeing the uncertainty in his features.
"Uh.." Logan mumbled, starting to feel really unseasy about that idea. He looked sideways, his eyes unfocused, then he met her hazel eyes again, readying himself to tell her the truth about him. "I gotta tell ya somethin' Hal."
Hallie pulled away from him slowly and leaned against the back of the couch. "Yeh?"
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Note: CLIFFHANGER!!! mwahahahaha!!! *runs from readers* Don't forget ta review! x_0 *sneaks away*