Confused Minds and Opened Hearts

(A/N: I am so sorry that I took forever to update, and I won't tell a lie, or make up an excuse for NOT updating, so here's the real deal, I am just butt lazy, haha! Well, I am in the mood to get back into writing, so here we go, Chapter 7! Enjoy!)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT Zoey101 or anything of Zoey101, expect my OC's, Allison Mello, and Derek and Jordan Rodriquez but, I DO wish I owned Matthew Underwood (Logan Reese) err, is he F-I-N-E or what? (Sorry Chase fans, lol!)

(A/N: Thanks to all of my awesome, nice and loyal reviewers; alternachick31, Ginger Lovell, loganreeseroxmysox and more, and PinkPositivee! You all rock, and here's some pie and cookie I BAKED MYSELF! LOL!)

(A/N: Be cautious, there are some minor swears in here. It's not in like every sentence, and I tried not to put so many, but it's just a little warning. Anyway, here's Chapter 7, and trust me, it's a good one! Wink, wink!

Chapter Seven- The Claws Come Out for Logan

Allison's POV

Logan and I were chatting about my house for a while, but really, I was just trying not space out, (which I admit, I did a couple of times…) because I kept staring at him. I can't help it, he was just born hot, just like me, so that's why we would be perfect for each other, but, yet, that's the problem. I feel like, if I start to like Logan, Dana, my best friend, (Well, if she is my best friend, and doesn't hate me because I am kind of flirting with her boyfriend. Well, wait, I don't really know if Logan and Dana are an item, and I know everything when it comes to people getting together, and I am always right, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?) I glanced over at Dana, to see what she was doing, and she was digging into her purse, trying to find something. She's probably trying to find a fingernail file. Ah ha! I knew it! She pulled it out, and started filling her nails. I knew this because I remember when we hung out, and some one was being really boring or annoying (Ha, rhymes!), she would always used to do that when she was bored/and or/annoyed. She glanced up at me, to see that I was staring at her. She looked like she was ready to tear my head off, grab Logan, and get the hell out of here. Well, too bad for her… hehe! Did that sound evil… oh well!

I don't know why I get like this, and maybe this is why I have lost a couple of my best girl friends. I mean, I am very popular and I still have best girlfriends, it's just that I lost some, but they never gave me a reason why. My mother says it's because people they were jealous of me. They were sick of me being, well, me, and so they couldn't take it, and like that, we are not best friends anymore. This thought made me pout slightly, but I don't think that's the reason, (although, that's what I would like to believe.) I think that I lost some of my best girlfriends because I always steal their boyfriends, and I make them believe that their boyfriend was hitting on me, but really, I was hitting on them. I don't mean to do this, but it's like, an addiction, you know. I was just a born natural to do what I do, and I can't so myself. What I am kind of saying is that I am a liar/backstabber/boyfriend stealer. That thought made me giggle. Yeah, right… that's ridiculous. I don't do anything like that, that's, that's just plain, mean. I smirked to myself, and then I asked Logan if he wanted a quick drink, and oops, I forgot to ask Dana, but that doesn't matter, because he accepted anyways. So we walked upstairs and I made him and Dana a drink. We sat in the living room, chatting and laughing, flirting, chatting and more laughing, and some more flirting, and… well you get the pattern, right? After a while, I realized it was getting late, and although I could talk to this guy forever (but knowing myself, I would of made a move on this guy already, if (coughDANAcough) wasn't here, and sadly, I had to kick them out, (but I obviously said it nicer!) I walked them to the door, and I told them I would see them at the party. Logan smiled, and the pair walked to the car together. I shut the door, and leaned up against the door, thinking about Logan. "I am sorry, Dana-" I said aloud, "but, at the end of Saturday night, (today was Wednesday), Logan will be wrapped tightly around my finger and pretty princess, there is NOTHING you can do about it." I smiled evilly and thought, 'I need a nice bubble bath right about now.' I headed upstairs to my room, grabbed my radio and all of my supplies, walked into the bathroom and closed the door, started the bath, plugged the radio into the wall and turned it on, stripped my clothes off, and into the warm water I went. I relaxed and closed my eyes, listening to the music coming from the radio, and thinking about the hottie that was just in front of me, and the one that will have his lips captured in mine in three days. Mmmm… Logan.

Dana's POV

As Logan started the car, and we were driving, all I could think about was her. Err… I knew going to her house was a bad idea. She was all over HIM! She was flirting with him, batting her eyes, and giving me the 'I-am-so-much-better-than-you-so-you-can-leave-now-but-leave-the-hottie'. How DARE HER! The only one that can do that is Lo- haha, you thought I was going to say Logan right? Well, you're WRONG! I was going to say, umm… erm, love can make you do crazy things, and that's why I hate Allison now. Yeah, that's what I was going to say, hehe. Well anyways, I was soooo effing bored, so I started filing my nails. Hey it's not my fault that I had nothing to say, but Allison was going at him, flirting and shit, and even though I wasn't listening, I would stare at them a casually, to see if Logan was REALLY listening, and as scary as it is to think that Logan was ACTUALLY listening, well, he was. I want to scream SO bad right now, and I want to rip all of her fugly hair out of her effing hair, and I want to bit her big, fat head off, and feed it to the pound! Oh damn, what the hell, I clenched my fist and banged it on my leg so hard, that after, it felt like it was bleeding, but really, there was a huge bruise near the upper part of my thigh.

"Are you okay?" Logan asked me. I looked at him with furry as he pulled up into the parking lot of PCA.

"Yeah, I'm fine, it's just every once in a while, I like to take my anger out of myself, and give myself a huge beep bruise!" I swore, but I was effing pissed. Logan parked the car, and looked at me.

"Dana, what's your problem? You have been acting all weird since we arrived at Allison's house, what's up?" Logan asked politely.

"That's the effing problem, Logan. SHE'S the problem," I said.

"Who, Allison?" Logan questioned.

"No, her twin," I said sarcastically.

"I am just trying to help, Dana, my god!" Logan said furiously. He grabbed his keys and opened the car door, and started to walk away, when I called for him.

"Logan, wait, no, you don't get it, LOGAN REESE get your ass back here," I screamed. Logan stopped dead in his place, his back towards me. I opened my side of the car door, and stepped out. I shut the door, and ran towards him.

"Logan, I love you," I said.

"What?" He asked, as the clouds started to get dark grays and blacks.

"You heard me,-" I said. "I love you, Logan Reese, and that's why I don't want you all over Allison, because I want you to be mine, I love-" I didn't get to finish the rest of my sentence, because he grabbed the two sides of my face and captured his lips in mine, in a soft, but sweet and innocent kiss. After 10 seconds (Yes, I was counting, I know, so dorky right?) he broke the kiss apart, and I still had my eyes closed, when suddenly, he grabbed the right side of my body, and whispered in my ear softly, the five words I have been dying to hear ever since I got to PCA, "I love you too, Dana." At that moment, I quickly opened my eyes, and stared into his brownie chocolate eyes, to make sure he was for real. He nodded a couple of times, slowly, and I formed a mini smile on my face, and it got bigger, until he kissed me. Now, it started to thunder in the sky, and light rain drops began to come down.

"Shit," I whispered to Logan.

"What?" he asked. I pointed to his black Viper in the parking lot. It had the top all the way down, because a certain someone forgot to close it, but we won't name names now will we?

"Ahh," Logan said with a small smile. "Fuck it," were the last two words that were said between us for a while. We started into a deep make out, and then, when it really started to pour hard rain drops, we ran onto the grass, our lips never losing contact. We ran under a tree, and he laid me on the wet grass. He was on top of me, and we were just staring into each others brown eyes. It was like Heaven, and after 3 minutes or so, he broke contact, and looked up at the dripping wet tree that we were under, and he smiled. He looked back down at the girl, (COUGHCOUGHME!COUGHCOUGH) that he was sitting on, and as he was making his lips towards mine again for another kiss, I (well I don't know about Logan) heard a banging noise. We both turned our heads, to see the two BB's, (A.K.A Zoey and Nicole) staring at us through the big glass window in our dorm, making out under the big tree, with Logan (My man) sitting on me. They were smiling, giggling, and screeching (well, that was Nicole) and we smiled and waved back. By Zoey's handmovent, she urged us to go on. 'They must think this is some mini, drive in, free movie, well, wait until I get up there, and then they will see what a free movie really-" Logan cut my thoughts off, as he kissed me again.

"I heard that," Logan said after we kissed, with a smile.

"What the hell are you talking about," I asked. Hey, I was in the mood for swearing, leave me alone!

"I heard when you said, 'They must think this is some mini drive in free movie, well, wait until I get up there, and then they will see what a free movie really-" but this time, I cut LOGAN off in a passionate kiss.

"Haha, very funny," Logan said sarcastically after I kissed him.

"Well, if you want our relationship to work, you GOT to stop cutting me-" Son of a bitch, he cut me off AGAIN! With another effing kiss! Err… "-off," I finished. He smirked his cute little smirk, again! I shook my head.

"You are incredible, you know that?" I questioned.

"Yeah, I heard it before," Logan said with a smile.

"You know what the BEST thing for you to do right now, is?" I asked freshly.

"What's that?" he asked while raising his eyebrows.

"Shut the hell up and kiss me," I said. He pretended to zip his mouth shut and lock the key and throw it away, and then he kissed me, and mmm… was it the best one yet. It was really, hot and steamy, just-like-him. After a few minutes, he started to get a little PG-13 on me with his kisses. He pushed his soft tongue up against my lips, begging for an entrance, but hell no, if he wanted some MORE sugar from me, he's got to work for it, and damn, he worked it. He somehow started to tickle me, and I giggled and opened my mouth a little bit, and it was enough for his tongue to slip into my mouth. 'Shit' I thought. He back away for a few seconds, smiling at me.

"I know your type, Dana, and I KNOW you liked that," he said. I knew EXACTLY want he meant. Well, if he knows my type, it's that he has to work for everything he wants from me, INCLUDING a French kiss.

"I know you know my type, and I know you know I liked that kiss," I said quickly with a wink, and then I bit my bottom lip slightly, just to add, I don't know, sexiness. Haha!

"Damn you, Dana, damn you," Logan said, as he kissed me AGAIN! I swear to god, we made out for like two hours, and we were all dirty, literally, from all of the rolling around we did on the wet grass and wet dirt.

"I swear to god, Logan, if I can't get all of the grass and dirt out of my hair, I am blaming you," I said with a small smirk.

"I am blaming you, expect for my hair," Logan said right back. I shook my head, and then I started to shiver. I thinking he noticed, and since I was one the bottom, he got off of me, and leaned his back against the tree trunk. He left a space in between his legs, and he raised his eyebrows to see if I could come into his arms, and of course I did. I crawled over to him, on my hands and knees, and since I was wearing my strapless black shirt, when I crawled towards him, I could totally tell he was looking down my shirt, but, I wore a strapless black bra underneath. I looked down at my boobs, and he looked at me look, and then he looked up at my face, and a tint of light pink came to his cheeks. I smiled with a glint in my eye, sort of telling him that it was okay to look, since now I was his girlfriend and all (well, we didn't really discuss that yet, but I totally know he wants me), that well, he could look at me, but not touch. I am very picky, and just letting Logan French me, surprised even myself.

"It's okay to look, Logan, just, keep your paws off," I said flirtatiously. He giggled his cute giggle, and then bit his bottom lip. Go, Dana, go Dana, it's your birthday, it's your birthday. 'He's so into me, I know it,' I thought.

"Are you going to keep me waiting, or what?" he asked curiously.

"Right," I said. I made my way over to him, and I snuggled up into his muscular arms. He was warm and inviting, and we just watched the rain fall under the tree. He rubbed my arms to scare away my goose bumps, and his palms were very warm. I turned my head, and looked up at him, and he looked down at me, and there was the eye lock again. I turned away after a few minutes, and I asked him this;

"So, does this mean we are together?" I asked him, waiting nervously for an answer.

"No, I just tell every girl I make out with that I love her," Logan said jokingly and sarcastically, but unfortunately, I didn't take that as a joke, so I stood up and started to leave.

"Hey, Dana, where are you going?" Logan asked me. I turned back to him, with a few tears in my eyes, and I was frowning. 'I thought he loved me' I asked myself. I started to slightly jog away from him, rubbing my arms to keep me warm.

"Baby, where are you going?" Logan asked me. I didn't respond. "Dana, what's wrong? Is it something I said?" Logan questioned me again. I looked up at him.

"I thought I was different, you told me you loved me, and you lied, about a thing like love, you are low, Logan, very low," I said coldly, and I started to run away.

"Dana, Dana, wait, please, please," Logan pleaded.

"I have nothing to say to you!" I said.

"What's wrong, why are you crying?" Logan asked.

"You said you tell all of the girls you make out with, that you love them, well, you made out with me, and…-" I couldn't continue, I was a mess, a wreck, an idiot, an everything! I was so confused, and I got MORE confused when he started to laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked.

"It was a joke, babe. You really think I tell every girl that I love them? Well I don't, and if you think I do, well then, you're all wrong. I told you I loved you for a reason. I said it because I think you're special, beautiful, different, in a good way, unique, hot, a good friend, and an awesome athlete, an overall gorgeous and wonderful person. You're everything and my heart belongs to you, Dana, and, well, will you please, be my girlfriend?" he asked. I started he sob a little after he made that wonderful speech, and I was about to say "yes" but then he cut me off by saying,

"Come with me," he said as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to Bradford Hall.

"Okay," I answered.

Bradford Hall/ Room 32

Logan's POV

I dragged her into my dorm, and told her to close her eyes. She did as told, and I went over to my bureau, and grabbed a little black, velvet box in the second drawer. I put it behind my back, and I went over to Dana, and grabbed her shoulder, and placed her into the middle of the room. I teased her by rubbing the black velvet box up against her skin, and she smiled. I bent down on one knee and placed the box in my hand, as if I was purposing to her.

"Dana, open you eyes," I told her. She opened them and she got wide eyed.

"As I said, Dana Cruz, will you be my girlfriend?" I questioned her with a smile. She placed her left hand over her mouth, and she started to jump up and down, scream into her hand, cry, it was just a mix of emotions, and it scared the hell out of me.

"OF COURSE I WILL!" she screamed. She looked at the ring, as I slipped in onto her finger, and I am proud to say, I had to custom made and fitted exactly for her size. It was a gold band, and engraved into a huge (I mean like HUGE) white diamond, were the letters DC Loves LR and then a heart. I had the same, expect it was just a gold band that said LR Loves DC. I smiled at how happy she was. She was so cute. As my reward for my ring-picking-out-talent, she gave me the best effing kiss I have ever gotten from any girl in my life. It was looking like she would even do something stupid like actually 'do it' with me, but I wouldn't blame her, haha! Well anyways, back to my story, as I said, she gave me the best kiss I have ever gotten from a girl. It was rough, steamy, hot, sexy, and SHE French kissed ME! Whonew she could be a great French kisser? Her tongue was like, like I died and went to Heaven. It was so soft, and it wasn't too thick, yet it wasn't to too thin. It was the perfect size tongue, just like she is the perfect girl. Hey, I am Logan Reese, I notice these small little details, you know? Well, anyways, after a while of making out, we both took a break.

"How was that for a thank you present? From me to you," she asked me, and she was still panting from our steamy kiss. I smiled.

"It was the perfect gift, just like you are," I answered back. She bit her bottom lip again, and blushed. I smiled at her, and she smiled back.

"Do you want to lie on my bed?" I questioned.

"Yeah," she said. While she climbed my stairs to get to the top bunk, I put on soft, slow music, to listen to. She smiled, and patted the bed, to urge me to join her on my bed. I smirked, and dimmed the light in the room. After a while of making out with the girl of my dreams, here we were, making love to each other, and of course, I used protection. That was, by far, the best present I have ever gotten from a girl, in my entire life. After time went by, it was about 1:00 A.M, when my angel finally went to sleep. The guys came into the dorm, only to find me and Dana, lying in my bed, naked. (Thank god to whoever invented blankets, covers, sheets, etc)

As the guys walked in, I put my index finger over my lips, to tell them to be as quiet as possible. If Dana woke up, and saw the guys looking at her naked, she would have an effing bitch fit, and we don't want that, now do we? Chase and Michael were all trying to take a peek at my girlfriend… yeah right. I gestured, with my hands, for them to get in the pajamas, and go to sleep. The both smirked at me, and before I knew it, the boys (including I) were asleep. Ahhh… was I going to sleep like a baby tonight, or what? 'I love you, Dana' were my last thoughts, before I drifted asleep to think about, her…

(A/N: One of my best chapters, right? Well, I think so. I cannot believe I made Dana and Logan kiss and have sex in the same chapter! I am incredible! I am sorry I didn't go into detail with Dana and Logan 'doing it', but I am not an expert on that, and I needed to make it PG-13, so I am sorry if you guys wanted a good and detailed description on the sex, but I don't do that in this story, sorry! lol! Well, I wanted to know your opinions on this story, and your overall thoughts and ideas to make the story better, and I just might consider putting it into the story. I also want to know what your favorite chapter was, and why? I think, so far, this was my favorite chapter because it had the most action and romance! That's my opinion, now I want to know yours! So, all you have to do, is click the pretty, light purple button that says 'Go' and then write what you want to say about my story in the box provided, press Submit Review when you are done, and bada bang, bada boom! You are all set! So, what are you people waiting for? Review already, damn it! haha!)