Loving From a View

The Conversation

Chapter 13

Disclaimer: I don't own Zoey 101. I know scary.

Dana's POV

The movie ended. That girl ended up with the guy. I didn't really catch the whole movie. Half of the movie was weird because everyone ended up in the theater. Then being uncomfortable next to Logan. After that, was the scary thought of the future conversation with Logan. I love the way the movie ended. 'I was scared to love him again. Now I don't know how I lived without his love.'

"Lets go get some ice-cream and then we can talk," Logan said when we stood up.

I rushed out the theater dragging him with me. I didn't want no one to see I was there with Logan. We were in the theater alone.

The ice-cream stand which is about 15 minute walk took us 8 or 7 minutes.

"I guess you really want to talk," Logan said with a laugh.

I gave him a smile.

"Two chocolate cones. One with rainbow sprinkles. The other with chocolate sprinkles," Logan said.

Chocolate cone with rainbow sprinkles is my favorite. I was in shock of how he knew. Next thing I know we were walking to a table. He handed me my ice-cream cone.

"How did you know this is my favorite?" I asked while licking my ice-cream cone.

"Cause I hang out enough with you to know," he said.

"Time to talk," I said.

"I know," Logan said in a low whisper.

"You start," I told him.

"You," he said.

"Please," I said.

I gave him my cute puppy dog eyes. I guess they worked because he began.

"Dana I do love you. I know and understand where you are coming from when you say you don't believe me. I wish I could prove it to you," he said.

He was playing with the long sleeves of his sweater. I still had it on. I love his smell.

"Find a way," I said.

"I am really sorry about the whole bet. I wanted to call it off but I didn't I was stupid not to," he said.

I knew he was telling the truth. I was looking at my nails.

"Dana," he cried.

"Fine. I know you love me. I love you, too. You really hurt me with the whole bet. I felt like a hoe. I felt used. Stupid to think that you guys liked me. I thought I was special," I said.

He lifted up my head to look in my eyes.

"You are no way near a hoe. I am the king of hoes so I should know," he said. I let out a little laugh. "Don't feel used. I never wanted you to feel that way. I felt that way before. Girl just after my money. That is like the worst feeling. So don't feel like that. I like you. I love you. You are special. You are in those special classes," he said with a laugh.

"No I am not. I have honor classes," I said while playfully hitting him.

"You are special to me. I love everything about you. From the way way you yell at me. Till how cute you look in my sweater," he touch the sweater. "Your cute curls and your beautiful skin," he twirled my curl then gently touch my cheek. You are special to me. You are special your self. Never believe different," he said.

He is so sweet. He sent chills up my spine.

"I am sorry. Sorry may just be a word but I mean this word. It is the truth," he said.

"You still loss the bet," I said.

"If I go out with you I won in my heart," he said.

Is he asking me out? I hope is he is. The answer would be hands down yes.

"Are you. . ." I started.

"Yes, I am asking you out," he said.

I bit my lip.

"Yes," I said.

He smiled at me. I smiled at him.

There will be one more chapter on how things worked out.