Are they ready for love?
Chapter 12
The Date
Disclaimer: I don't own the people
Dana POV
I walked back in the room.
"Are you coming Logan?" I asked.
"What? Why?" he asked confused.
"Our date," I said.
"What? Shooting hoops?" he asked.
"Sure," I replied.
"I was thinking a fancy dinner. Then a midnight stroll," Logan said very slyly.
"I was thinking now or never," I said. I looked at my cellphone. "You have 55 minutes left. I think we are going off to a good start cause you aren't in a hospital, yet" I said harshly.
"Fine," Logan said madly.
"You are going on a date like that?" Nicole asked.
"Umm...yea. Seeing I don't really want to go on a date," I answered.
Logan seemed sadden by my remark.
"Dana you can't go like that," Zoey said.
"Why?" I asked.
"The bet (chapter 5 Dana POV)," Zoey reminded me.
"What bet?" I asked.
"The one that said you have to wear anything beside sneakers," Nicole explained.
"Why?" Logan asked.
"Because in the middle of basketball season me and Nicole found a whole suitcase filled with some the cutest shoes," Zoey said.
"You mom right?" Chloe asked.
Chloe knew my mom. Maria Cruz a model.
"Yep," I answered.
"I never heard about your mom," Logan said.
"Cause I don't like talking about her," I answered rudely.
"Oh," Logan said.
"I don't know why not," Chloe remarked.
"Clo. Shut it," I snapped.
"Fine," she said.
"Is there like some big secret or something?" Zoey asked.
"Yes. It stays a secret," I said.
"Come on Dana . What so wrong? Are you scared to see what we think?" Nicole asked.
"No I am not scared," I responded.
"Then talk," Zoey demanded.
They had me backed in a corner. I am never scared. I wasn't now.
"Fine. She was a top model. She loves all that girlie stuff. Then she got married. Had two kids. She is the spokesperson, founder, and CEO of Model Global Palace," I said fast. That wasn't the whole truth not even Clo knows the truth.
"That is the best model business around,"Nicole gushed out.
"That is where my dad gets all the models that want to be actors or just to posse in scenes and stuff," Logan said.
"Anyway. I got to go," I said.
I looked though my shoes to find a pair of sandals that I might plat basketball in.
"Why wouldn't you want to tell us that?" Nicole asked.
"No reason. My mom is so well girlie. That is not me," I said.
Chloe coughed. I glare at her. She knew the some of truth.
"So why have all these shoes?" Zoey asked.
"She loves to see me in them. She thinks I am going to take over her business someday," I said.
"Can you get me a jr. modeling job? I would love it," Nicole asked
"Me too," Logan said. "The magazines would be blessed to have me in them," Logan said.
"Right," I said while I changed my shoes. "Lets go," I said.
Logan followed me out.
"Hold on. Our date start rights now. Back there didn't count," Logan said.
"Fine. I will only add on a extra 15 minute which leaves us at 45 minutes total," I said.
He open the dorm house door to a chill wind. The clouds had swallowed the sun form earlier. It looked like the day that we kiss...
"Are you sure to want to do this now?" Logan asked.
"Yep," I said.
When we got to the basket ball court I told Logan to go the basketball shed to get a basketball.
"It is locked!"he yelled.
I walked over and looked at the door. It was locked with a padlock. I took a bobby pin off my hair and picked it.
"Where do you learn this stuff?" he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. I pulled out a basketball.
"Come on," I said. He followed me to the basketball court.
"Let me play for your heart," Logan said.
"We are so not doing a Love and Basketball scene," I told him with a smirk.
"Find," he said passing it back. I shot and made it.
"Check it," I said. "1,0"
He passed it back. I fake a left and went right. He was faster than me and got in front of me. I turned around and got away and shot and made it.
"Check. Again," I said. "2,0"
He rolled his eyes.
"Tell me how a daughter of a supermodel acts rude, could basketball, and pick locks," Logan asked.
I rolled my eyes as I dribbled the ball out. He got right near my ear and whispered in it.
"It turns me on," he whispered.
I froze. He stole the ball and shot it.
"Check," he said. "2,1"
I passed him the ball. He dribbled up. He looking me right in the eyes. I walked up to him. Acting like I was going to kiss him and stole the ball. He got in front of me and tried to take it. He pushed forward. I was going to fall back. I saw Logan trying t stop me. He put his hands under my head so I wouldn't get hurt. We fell. He was on top me me.
"Thanks," I said.
"No problem," Logan said.
I felt his breath. I felt his fast paced heart beat. I knew mine had to have been the same. He leaned in. The rain poured down hard and heavy. At first it burned my skin. Then it became cool and refreshing. It woke me up from this daze.
"Get off of me," I said.
I got up and I started to walk off the basketball court.
"When will you every stop running?" he scream at me.
"When you are really for me to run in to your arms. Then I will stop running," I screamed.
"I am am ready," he yelled back at me.
"What?" I asked confused.
Earlier he said that he had a reason that he couldn't tell me why he couldn't be with me. I didn't care if it was raining or how hard it was raining. I needed to know what are his reasons. I had a feeling that he was going to say it now.
"If thought that if I was to go out with you I was going to hurt you," Logan shouted.
I realized I was still halfway across the court very far form Logan.
"Why would you hurt me?" I asked.
I walked over to him. I stood straight in front of him. I made sure our eyes connected. He was going to tell me why. I had to be sure he was telling the truth.
"You are something special babe. You are different form any other girl I ever liked. You are prefect in everything you do. You deserve someone who is kind to you. Someone who has time for you. Someone who won't lie. A guy that wouldn't be around other girls and flirt with them or. . . . kiss them. I am not known as the loyal type. You need a loyal guy. Someone that isn't me," he said.
Logan said while looking in my eyes. He made me blush so much during that speech. I wanted to look away sometimes but I didn't. I let Logan see the effect he had on me. Something I wouldn't normally do.
"Why couldn't that guy be you?" I asked.
"It first I thought I couldn't but know I am sure it could," Logan said.
I smiled. He smiled back. Wait Logan smiled.
"I still owe you that kiss," I said.
I kissed him. I wrapped my hands around his neck. For the second time in two day we kiss in the rain. It felt even better the first time. The earth was as quiet as it was before. Passion filled the air. I felt every single raindrop that touch me. They seemed like they were going to slow. Like time frozen once more for me and Logan. This time fireworks rang through my head. His hands cupped my face. We pulled back for air. Our foreheads leaned into each other. His hands still on my face. Logan smiled once more. He kissed the top of my head. We walked back to the dorm really slow. Still letting the rain hit us.
"Dana, I think I am ready for love," he said.
"So what does that mean?" I asked.
"Will you go out with me?" he asked.
"Humm. . . " I said.
"Dana," Logan pouted.
"Fine. You know what that means?" I asked.
"What?" he asked.
"No other girls," I said.
"I forgot about that. Maybe this is not a good idea," Logan said.
I began to storm off. He came up behind me and pick off the ground. He put me back on the ground with a little laugh.
"I was playing," he whispered in my ear.
He kissed my neck. I turned around. I slapped him hard on his arm.
"I am sorry," Logan said with other laugh.
I pouted.
"We have to head back. We are going to get sick after all this time we spend out here. Zoey is going to kill me if you get sick," Logan said.
I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"I won't let her," I told him.
"Nice to know," he said.
Next thing I knew he was carrying me bridal style back. I protested at first. After a while I rested my head on his shoulder as he walked.