Chapter 4:

I must've fallen asleep, because I woke up around 5, and I got to the beach at 1:30. Oh crap! Logan's gonna think I stood him up!
I called him, but there was no answer. I left a voicemail.
"Hey Logan. It's Olivia. Sorry, I was reading my papers on the beach and I fell asleep. I'll meet you as soon as possible. Call me back! Bye."
I started running back to my condo. I showered and changed into my favorite flowy striped shirt and my black skinny jeans with a pair of black flats. I ran as fast as I could to the diner. I made it just in time; Logan was walking out of the diner, looking hurt, mad, and he was shaking his head.
"Logan!" I shouted. He didn't look up. "Logan!"
He finally heard me and looked up. I ran to him, and finally reached him, completely out of breath.
"Logan... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I was reading my lines on the beach, and I fell asleep, so I called you and there was no answer and..."
"Say no more. I know what being stood up feels like. It's happened before. You don't need to make up some lie about it. First whatever that was with Kendall, now standing me up on our first real date? I'm not sure I can trust you."
I caught my breath, and started speaking angrily and rushed.
"If I really was standing you up, would I be standing here? If you don't believe me, check your voicemail. And with Kendall? I was telling him that I might seem awkward around him 'cause he looks like my ex, one of the reasons I came here in the first place. Think before you judge." I stormed back to my condo.
I ripped off my jeans and shirt, changed into my panda pajama pants, an oversized T-shirt, and threw my hair into a messy bun. I scrubbed off my makeup, and heard my phone ringing.
It was Logan. I debated answering, then decided against it. I couldn't believe he would jump to a conclusion like that! Cheating on him with one of his best friends! Standing him up! I know how both feel, and I'd never do that to anyone!
I walked down to the little shop downstairs, and bought a pint of ice cream. Mint chocolate chip, my favorite. I walked back to my room, flipped on the TV, and of course, Big Time Rush was on. I groaned and changed the channel. Perfect! The Big Bang Theory. Never fails to cheer me up. :)
After an episode (where Sheldon tried to get his driver's license, and failed miserably), there was a knock at my door. I opened it, and found a huge surprise.
"Logan?" He was standing at my door with a bouquet of red roses.
"Hey. I listened to my voicemail. I am so sorry. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. It's just... I've been hurt before, and..." He trailed off. "I called before, and you didn't answer."
I just looked at him, wondering what kind of heartless person would hurt him. 'Someone like Lance.' I thought bitterly. I snapped out of my bitter thoughts, and motioned for him to come in. He handed me the roses, and I laid them on the kitchen table.
"Ice cream and The Big Bang Theory? Something wrong?" he asked.
"Yeah. This guy jumped to conclusions about me on the pier, and I got pretty upset about it. But he apologized. It's all good now." I started kind of bitterly, but ended with a smile.
"Oh. You know, we never actually got to go on our date... "
"Oh. You know, we never actually got to go on our date... "
"With me looking like this? No no no no. Wanna just order in?"
"Oh don't say that! You look amazing. And sure. I'll order a pizza?"
"Umm... Ok, why not? And thanks! But no I don't. And I rarely do."
"Great. I'll call and go pick it up. Just trust me. And yes you do. You always do."
I smiled and blushed. "You're just saying that 'cause you're my boyfriend."
Wow, my first time actually saying that to or about him. Man, that felt good! I guess that kinda makes things official!
"No, I mean it. I'm gonna call for the pizza, and I don't want to hear you talk like that again, do you hear me?"
I nodded, and he stepped onto the balcony of my condo.
I called after him, "Not to be picky, but I only like plain and chicken parm pizza!"
He didn't answer, so I just shrugged and went back to BBT. Logan walked through the main room and yelled "Bye!" as he walked out.
Another episode passed when Logan came back. He had a box of pizza, and he had changed into pajamas too.
"Oh hey! Why'd you change?" I greeted him.
"'Cause I felt like it. Now dig in!" he said, smiling.
I laughed and grabbed a slice. We put them on plates, poured glasses of root beer, and sat down on the leather couch to watch TV.
It was like a date for a couple that's been going out for months, or two friends just hanging out. Nothing like a first date I'd ever seen. After we finished our pizza, we just hung out. We watched TV and joked around. Before we knew it, it was 11:00 at night.
"Guess it's time to go..." Logan said. He sounded so sad about it!
"Yeah I guess so..." I replied, equally as sad. "I'd say you could crash on the couch, but what would my 'temporary neighbors' think?"
"Yeah I guess. Well, see ya tomorrow."
I walked him to the door, hugged him, and he left. I watched him walk down the hall, and when he reached the elevator, I closed the door quietly behind me. I walked to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and went to sleep smiling.