Logan:

"I'm meeting up with Caitlin." I said, shutting the phone shut. Kendall, Carlos, James and Dustin nod. I smile at them gratefully before grabbing my jacket and heading out the door.

"Hey, dude!" Kendall calls after me.

"Yeah?"

"Good luck."

I nodded. "Thanks."

"As sappy as this is going to sound, you and Caitlin are meant to be." James gives me a knowingly look.

"I think so too." I said, thinking of Caitlin's smile for what seemed like the millionth time tonight.

When I get to Coffee Time, Caitlin is already there, sitting at a table just near the window. She's sees me as soon as I step inside and waves me over with a pained look on her face.

"Hey." I smiled, warily at her while sliding into the seat in front of her.

"Hi."

"Caitlin, if this is all a game for you…"

"No, it's not. Believe me. Erin hates me and she…she texted you on my cell but I didn't even…It's a long story." She sighs.

"I've got time." I shrug.

She takes a deep breath and out everything came - her explanation, her side, her sorrows. "I'm so sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" I asked. "You didn't do it, right?"

"Well, yeah but all the troubles…"

"Hey. You want to know something?"

"What?"

"I love you, okay? I love every single thing about you. And I believe you."

She blows a strand of her out of her eyes. "Thank God."

"But you want to know why I believe you?"

"Sure." She nods.

"Because five minutes after you 'texted me', Erin called and asked if I wanted to have coffee."

"That bitch." Caitlin muttered. "And what did you say?" She asked.

"I said, thanks but no thanks. I had a little thinking to be done."

She nods and I take her hand. "But you know what?"

"What?"

"I only said that because…this is going to sound really sappy."

She laughs. "Give it to me."

"I only said that because I knew I belonged to you. You had my heart, anyways and I couldn't let go that fast."

She stares at me and to my surprise, there at tears brimming in the corner of her eyes. Soon enough, she's crying. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She laughs, warily. "I'm just…your life has been crap ever since I stepped in."

"What?" I laughed. "Are you kidding me? My life has never been better."

She gives me a look. "Don't be stupid."

"I'm not!" I held up my hands. "I should be saying that. Ever since we started dating, it seems as if your life has gone…"

"Down the drains?" She finishes.

I shrugged. "But I'm happy to be with you every time I am."

She sighs, then smiles at me. "Hey. Would I love you if I didn't break up with you yet?"

I laughed quietly. "I don't think so. But we have to do something with Erin."

She shook her head with a serious look on her face. "No, I don't want to stoop down to her level."

"Fine. But I will." I said, stood, looking down at her.

"Logan." She blew a raspberry.

"What?" I made a face. "There's something seriously wrong with her. She needs to see a doctor."

"Logan, she just needs time to get over you."

"No, she needs to move on." She gave me a look. I sigh. "Caitlin, she's nothing but a trouble maker."

"Promise me you won't do anything ?"

I shook my head again. "I don't make promises I can't keep." I sung.

"Logan." She sighs.

"I'm not kidding. I'm talking to D tomorrow after we record the new song with Gustavo."

"New song?" She cocks her head.

"You'll love it. It's called Paralyzed." I smiled.

"Wonderful. What did I tell you and the others about making people faint ?" She smirks.

I laugh. "Trust me, you'll love it."

"I love all of the songs you guys sing." She gives me a look. "How does it go?"

"You'll find out when it's released." I winked.

"Are you serious? I have to wait till then?" She cries.

"How about this. Let's meet up with the others at our house and I'll let you come to the recording tomorrow."

"Deal." She nods eagerly. She stands up next to me, grabbing her bag and taking me in for a hug. "Glad we smoothed things over. Now let's move our butts to your house. Mind if I call Katelyn?"

"Anyone but Erin." I muttered.

She rolls her eyes but slips her hand into mine as we both make our way out of Coffee Time, hoping that our drama and troubles were already over.