"I'm so tired. I don't even know why I'm here." Katelyn sighs, flinging herself at the couch as soon as Carlos opens the door to their apartment.
"Aww, c'mon Jo. A little late night party. Just us." James laughs.
"I guess I have no choice now that I'm here." She sighs, sitting up.
We're at the boys' apartment for who knows what reason. All I know that it's 11:55 and by the time I get home after this, quote, little late night party, I'll be home by...3:00. James always says 'little' and it never really is. It's not my fault Logan can be persuasive. And really cute. What? You try letting him kiss you and play with your hair! See if you can concentrate.
Logan wraps his arms around my waist and buries his head into my hair. "Still rethinking if you should be here?" He murmured.
"Exactly what was on my mind." I said, turning around to face him, his arms still around me. I placed my arms on his shoulders and smiled.
"Besides, I had to try and convince you to give me back something that was mine."
"Really? What's that?" He murmured into my ear.
"My heart." I grin, letting him kiss me on my lips.
"And I'm cheesy?" He teases when we pull apart. "Oh, and sorry. You can't return your heart. Unless you've got a deal."
I laugh. "Exchange my heart with yours?"
"You have my heart? I knew it! But you can keep it." He smiles, playing with my hair.
I laugh again as he pulls me towards the hallway, away from the others. No one seems to notice except Erin who quickly looked away. I blushed as he opened a door to which I'm guessing is his room.
"Voila! Welcome to Logan World!" He exclaims, closing the door behind me and flicking on the lights.
His room is somewhat neat with a desk by the corner and a bed by the side. His desk is covered with papers and picture frames. Two actually. One of him and his buds and one with me and him. Aww. I swear, if I love him anymore, I'm going to explode. His floor is covered with some clothes (I saw a boxer hanging out of the closet. Color: blue. Hehehehe) and his fitted hung by the edge of his bed. He had a Spiderman bed spread (awww, so cute!) and some drawings sent in from fans. The wall behind his desk were posters of the band and of course, some CDs were scattered by the small lamp table beside his bed. You could say he had the best of both worlds.
"Let me guess. Carlos comes in here sometimes." I smirked.
"The dude can't help himself." He shrugged, smiling.
On the wall behind his bed where photos of him and the other guys (of course), him and his co-workers (le duh) and about 16 photos with me and him together (swoooon). I smile at the photo me and him took when we were once at a water park. I tried not to admire his abs. Oh, who am I kidding. I can't help myself. And now I sound like a creepy stalker. Wonderful. I'm sure Logan would love that.
"I'm thinking of putting that beach photo of today right here." He says, kneeling on his bed and clearing up a place in the middle enough for five photos to fit. "If you ever send it, I mean." He teased.
"You're going to print five copies?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. "And I'll send it to you right now." I rolled my eyes, pulling my cell out of my back pocket.
"No." He laughs, putting my cell phone back (slightly touching my butt. Hmmm...) "I'm going to make it extra large size." He grins.
"Smart." I nod, grinning, sitting down next to him on his bed.
"Of course." He agrees, hugging me until we both fell on his bed, laughing and side by side, both us having our arms around each other.
It was still for a moment. Both of us taking a sharp intake or air. We both stared into each other eyes, wondering who would make the next move and what it would be. If you're wondering why, let me quickly point it out to you. If you're in bed with a guy (clothes still on, phew) and you both and holding on to each other, doesn't that...worry you a bit?
Well, unless you love him. Which I did. So why was I so nervous? Logan finally cleared his throat and I quickly sat up and jumped over him.
"Why is your desk so messy?" I asked, not exactly looking at him.
The desk was filled with papers with lyrics scribbled on them, ideas for music videos and pencils scattered. There were sticky notes along the edge telling him to remember to buy milk and bread and so and so. I spot on that says 'buy Caitlin...?' Hmmm. Interesting. I hear the bed creak, and he got up and walked over to me.
"They're kind of like my study notes." He laughs, scratching the back of his head.
"I can see." I smile, turning around to face him.
"Mmm." He murmurs and cuddles into my neck.
I laugh and push him away. "Stop it, stop it! You know I'm ticklish!" I laughed, trying to save myself.
"But I love seeing that smile of yours." He grinned and tickled me.
"Logan!" I gasped, laughing.
We fell back on the bed once again with him tickling me and me laughing out loud, trying to catch my breath. See, I was okay with this. It was that silly relationship that drove my heart nuts. And I really did love Logan. But I wasn't one of those girls who would lose 'that gift' to someone because they were A) really cute B) famous C) really cute D) absolutely amazing in every way. Besides, was I ready to lose something of mine that I'd never get back? That's right people. Je suis une virgin.
There's suddenly a knock on the door, breaking my thoughts and causing Logan to stop tickling me. He got up, pulled down his shirt (noooo.) and went to get the door.
James was standing at the door, giving us a devious look. "Guys, we're doing some karaoke. Join us?"
"Sure." Logan said, looking at me. I nodded and we both headed outside to the living room, heart's pumping.
Carlos was cussing while setting up the TV with Erin by his side, trying to help him. Kendall and Katelyn were sitting by the kitchen table, watching Carlos and Erin try and plug in the mic with curiosity. We plopped ourselves on the couch and waited for Carlos to finish.
"Alright." Erin said, standing up. "Who wants to sing first?"
"I've got a better idea." James says, snapping his fingers. "Let's play truth or dare."
"What?" Carlos said, sitting up.
"You know, the bottle. You spin it and - "
"No, I know what it is. Why didn't you tell me before?" Carlos grumbled.
"Oh. Right. So, who's up for it?" James grins.
Me and Logan share a look. "I don't know, dude." Logan chuckles, warily.
"Aww, c'mon you party poopers. It's not like a kiss means anything."
After a few minutes of prodding, me and Logan give in and sit down.
"Yeah! Now, it's a party." James says, winking.
"Right." Everyone mutters.
"Who wants to go first?" James asks. When no one answers, he rolls his eyes and picks up the glass bottle on the ground. "Fine. I'll go first." He spins the bottle and around it goes. It goes past Logan, past Katelyn, past Kendall, past Erin and past Carlos...and lands on me?
Typical.
"What? Noooo." I sigh.
"Okay, Caitlin. I dare you to kiss James." Carlos grins.
"What? Noooooooooo." I repeat.
"Aww, c'mon. You know you want to kiss me." James winks.
Logan shakes his head. "You're amazing."
"Just one kiss, Caitlin." Kendall shrugs.
"Fine." I sigh. It meant nothing right?
We both lean in, bodies pressed and our lips meet in the middle. In the corner of my eyes, I see Logan look away. And bam. It was over. Wasn't as bad. James tastes like orange tic tacs. Hehehehe.
"I'm done." I grin, reaching for Logan's hand and squeeze it. He tightens the grip and it makes me sigh with relief. Good. He wasn't mad at me. I spin the bottle and it lands on Logan. I grin and so does he.
"Kay, you two, in the kitchen. Seven minutes in heaven." Katelyn teases.
"What?" I laugh.
"Yeah!" James chuckles.
Logan shrugs and smiles. He gets up and gives me a hand. He leads me into the kitchen, leaving behind the group. He doesn't turn on the lights which is good because if he did, he'd see what color my face was. Which was beyond normal. Well, I was beet red. I jump onto the kitchen table, sitting by the edge and he follows me. He wraps himself around me and our foreheads against each other. He plays with my hair while I stare deep into his eyes. He finally leans in and we kiss. I missed his kiss and geez, it was nothing compared to my fast exchange with James. He hugs me tighter and it's like there's no air. It's like both us are gasping for air.
Our bodies are pressed against each other, both of us smiling and enjoying were we were - in each other arms. He traces my legs and bring them up his waist. He nuzzled his head and face into my hair when I did the same to his neck, both of us inhaling the smell.
Suddenly, the timer rang and we kissed once more before pulling apart. Even in the dark I could see he was grinning and so was I. We both headed out, hand in hand, grinning from ear to ear.
"Somebody looks like a happy couple." Katelyn teased.
I laughed and sat down where I was before - between Logan and Kendall. Logan picked up the bottle and spun it. Here's a tip for you - never be dumb like me and agree to play truth or dare. Cause there's a good chance it'll land on your ex. Example: Logan landed on Erin. There's a awkward silence and Kendall cuts it by clearing his throat.
"Uh...why don't we go old school? Just a kiss." James suggests.
"No thanks. I'm not single anymore." Logan scoffed.
"Just pick a different dare." Erin said, quickly.
Logan looked at me, sighed and shook his head. "Sorry, no."
"Logan, stop being no fun. We - " James starts.
"Sorry James. No is a no."
"You're just scared - "
"Um, it's getting late. I should be getting home." Katelyn cut in.
"Yeah, me too." I nodded, standing up.
"What? The party's barely started." James exclaimed, standing up as well.
"Trust me, it's better to end it here." Erin said.
All three of us girls said our goodbyes and headed out the door with Kendall and Logan close behind.
"Let me drive you home." Logan suggests.
"It's okay." I smile. "I'll take the bus or a taxi."
He ignored me and opened the door to his car. "Home it is."
I say my goodbyes to Kendall, Katelyn and Erin who gave a small wave. Logan drives and when We finally drive into my driveway, he takes put the keys of the injections and turns to face me.
"Are you mad at me?"
"What? No!" I reply, surprised.
"Cause you seem mad that I DIDNT kiss Katelyn."
"What? No!" I repeat. "I was trying not to seem like a jealous Logan Hogger." Which was true. I didn't want to look like one of those over protective girlfriends. I always saw them at the mall. Smiling to a guy passing by and getting one back would finish would a girlfriend hugging her boyfriends arm tighter.
"I wouldn't mind." He grins. "I'm your prisoner." He starts kissing my neck slowly.
I laugh. "Thanks for the drive home." I smile, giving him a everlasting kiss.
He grins when we pull away and then pulls me in for another kiss."Don't you get it?" He asks when we pull away again the second time. "We're magic."
"Why? Cause it's magical that I get to date you?" I tease.
"No, we create it." He murmurs.
I grin and kiss him once more before getting out of the car. "Night."
"Goodnight, Caitlin." He grins.
I watch him until he's out of my sight before going inside to sleep.
I thought about what I thought to myself back at the beach. Unforgettable boyfriend. Unforgettable summer. Unforgettable friends. Unforgettable new friends. Unforgettable times. Unforgettable memories.
Seems easy enough.