A/N – Okay, I decided I'd do it. I wanted to do the same story in Logan's POV. I didn't get that many reviews on the last part of it. C'mon and review guys, it makes me happy!

A/N2- I sort of flipped some of the lyrics around and repeated some of them, if you want the lyrics in the right order go here: http/ – If I owned them, would I be writing fan fiction? Probably… but yeah I don't.

Song – Again I go unnoticed – Dashboard confessional

Italics – Song Lyrics

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So quiet
another wasted night,
the television steals the conversation
exhale,
another wasted breath,
again it goes unnoticed.

She's changed since we were together. She was good with me; we brought out the best in each other. She thought I had changed, but she told me I wasn't to blame. With everything going on with my dad, my mom, Lilly. I was a wreck. She said I was going crazy, that she couldn't handle me anymore. That was it she broke it off. Was I mad? Of course I wasn't only mad I was upset. I was losing the one person that I loved. Everyone else was gone. After our breakup she got back together with Duncan. She tried to be that picture perfect girl that she used to be. I couldn't handle them being together, I wasted my nights screwing Kendall or playing X-box with Dick.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired
cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break
out of touch, out of time.

I was being accused of murder, and that didn't go down well in a town like Neptune. She was my last hope and I needed her help. When I first asked her she was hesitant. I couldn't let her say no, so I begged. I told her that I needed her, that she was the last one that could prove me innocent. So she agreed.

Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't read your rolling eyes
out of touch, are we out of time?

I picked her up at 4. She looked nervous and scared to be in the same car as me. I watched her, but she didn't look back at me. The car ride went to quickly, because I knew after today I probably wouldn't get to spend that much time with her.

I'll wait until tomorrow
maybe you'll feel better then
maybe we'll be better then

When we got there, I insisted on going in with her. I wanted to be her protection. She asked me not to go in. I knew if I didn't listen she would get mad. So I waited in the car. After about 5 minutes I got worried, then I heard faint screams coming from the back of the house. I took my gun out of the glove compartment and ran. I was horrified to see her propped on the pool table with a tattoo gun directed at her skin. She ran behind me, we were always rescuing each other.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired
cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break
out of touch, out of time.

The car ride on the way home was awkward. She was crying and yelling at me. She said I shouldn't be carrying a gun. Then she started yelling at herself and calling herself an idiot. I felt sad, as she was about to exit the car, so I grabbed her arm. "Let's go for a ride, calm you down a little." Anything for a little more time.

So what's another day
when I can't bear these nights of thoughts
of going on without you

We didn't talk after that day. As hard as it was for me, I told her I didn't want her to help me anymore. It was too risky for her and I didn't want to see her hurt. She stared at me a lot, I pretended I didn't notice but truthfully I wanted to stare back.

This mood of yours is temporary
it seems worth the wait
to see your smile again

I couldn't stand seeing her and Duncan happy together. Every time I saw them kiss, or hug or hold hands I got angry. I started to casually date other girls. I sort of hoped that it would make her jealous. I don't know if that was the reason, but Duncan and Veronica finally broke up.

Out of the corner of my eye
won't be the only way you're looking at me then.

I guess she began investigating my case on her own because she began to follow me everywhere. She didn't do a good job at hiding herself while she followed me, but I pretended I didn't notice until I realized she could get hurt. We both got out of our cars and walked towards each other. "Don't think I don't know what your doing Veronica." She didn't say anything but sorry. I started feeling bad for making her feel bad about following me because after all she was trying to help. "Please don't follow me Veronica, I can't see you get hurt."

Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't read your rolling eyes
out of touch, are we out of time?

We sat in silence for a few minutes. It was a weird silence, but it felt kind of nice. She tried to leave, telling me that she had to meet up with her friends. I stayed quiet as she walked away. I tried to think of what I could do or say to make her stay with me. "Stop."

Close lipped
another goodnight kiss
is robbed of all its passion.

I felt different, but a good different. I walked up to her and put my hands on her hips. Our eyes locked and it was a nice feeling. She tried to leave again, but I wouldn't let her. I dived in for a kiss. It was a bit weird at first, not feisty and passionate like they used to be. It was when she got comfortable that it started to feel like one of our kisses. They were deep and meaningful. They made you feel safe, like nothing could touch you.

Your grip
another time, is slack
it leaves me feeling empty.

I didn't want to let go. Holding her made me myself, and I knew if it stopped I'd feel empty inside. We stood in the middle of the sidewalk together kissing and holding on. Maybe we could start over because we are better when we are together.