Logan POV:
It's so hard not to touch Quinn when she's right next to me.
Looking so sexy.
Michael and Lisa make out on the bean bag.
James sits on his bed, on his laptop.
Then there is me and Quinn.
We sit on the couch, knees toughing.
Its torture.
I place my arm slightly around her waist.
She nudges me in the stomach, not hard.
"What are you doing?" She whispers.
"Nobody is watching." I place my arm tightly around her waist, bringing her closer.
She places her hand on my knee, not meaning too.
Her warm hand on my knee, feelings right.
I grab her hand and place it up further.
She goes to pull away but I don't let her.
Her hand on my inner thigh.
I will have to admit, I feel my jeans tighten a little.
I want to attack her like an animal.
I know it's torture for her too.
When she is turned on, she breathes slowly.
And her slow breathing, turns me on.
We are about to both cave and just attack each other right then and there.
The door swings open.
We jump away from each other.
Vince walks in, "I have a big problem." He states.
I pull my shirt down so no one can see the lump in my jeans.
"Thanks for interrupting." Says Michael, sarcastically.
"Michael!" Lisa shrieks.
"What's wrong, Vince?" I ask.
Quinn shoots me a look like "I want to leave so we can go make out."
"Lola wants me to ask her to prom so I did, but it wasn't good enough."
"How did you ask her?" Michael asks.
"Do you wanna go with me?" He repeats.
Quinn and Lisa start laughing.
"What?" Vince asks.
"Buy her flowers and ask." Lisa suggests.
"Get her a cake and write "Prom?" on it." Quinn suggests.
"Make it romantic." He says.
Lisa nods.
"I'm thirsty." says Quinn.
"Me too." I jump in.
"I want a smoothie." She gets off the couch.
"I'll go with you." We walk out the door.
We run down the hallway to the Janitor's closet.
She grabs my neck and pulls me in for a tender kiss.
I shut the door then Quinn throws me on the chair.
She's never been so aggressive.
She straddles on my lap and locks her mouth on mine.
My jeans begin to tighten again.
I grab her butt which normally makes her stops but she didn't.
She tugs at me shirt, so I pull away from her.
"Quinn." I say with a deep breath. "You've never been this way before."
"Do you want me to stop?" She asks.
"No!" I say. "God no!"
"Then what's the problem?"
"You're not ready and I don't think a closet is where we are going to do it at." I say.
"Logan, I've never been so attracted to you as I am right now." She says, grasping my face in her hands. "I want you."
"How about prom night?" I ask, trying not to rush it.
"Are we going together?" She asks with a smile.
"We can't, Quinn. But we can sneak off and be together."
"Promise?" she asks.
"I promise." And I kiss her again.
Zoey POV:
I hear his voice. His soft, yet manly voice.
"Hello?"
"Chase?" I say, happily.
"Hey Zo."
I've missed him calling me that.
"What are you up to?" I ask.
"Nothing. What about you? I've missed you."
"Chase." I begin but I can't say it.
"Yeah? Can you hear me?"
"Yeah, I miss you too."
"It's nice to hear you say that."
"You have no idea how much I miss you." My eyes begin to water.
"I don't. Is everything ok?"
"No." I blurt out. "You. I want you here."
"I wish I could be there too. But what's really wrong?"
"Everything. If you were here, you would know. You would help me."
"Help you do what, Zo?"
"Help me feel happy again."
"I can do that over the phone, you can call me anytime."
"I know, you're always there for me."
"I always plan to be."
"I should probably go, but I will call you soon." I say, tears down my face.
"I will be here."
"I love you." I blurt.
"What?"
I hang up the phone.