"What if…what if your mom doesn't like me?" He straightened his tie and shook his head.

"My mom likes everyone." I laid back on his bed and closed my eyes.

"What if your dad thinks us dating is wrong?" I heard the bathroom light switch off and he walked out to his closet, grabbing a pair of shoes at the bottom.

"My dad is probably one of the most understanding people ever." I sat up and crossed my arms over my chest. He walked back to me, sitting next to me, putting his shoes on the ground and sighing. "Do not pout. You look more like a child then a 19 year old, mature, man." I raised an eyebrow and he slipped his feet in his shoes.

"Okay…what if I embarrass myself in front of James again?" He laughed as he raised his leg and tied his shoe. "It's not funny asshole. I stormed out of here on Tuesday like an idiot."

"And you think he cares?" We looked at each other. "James is a nice guy Kendall."

"And even more good looking in person." He nodded and tied his other shoe.

"So did you ever find out who put that note on my desk?" He put his foot down and folded his hands in his lap turning to me.

"Yes…but we don't have to worry. He promised he'd keep it a secret. I mean he will now anyway." He raised his eyebrows and I sighed resting my head on his shoulder. "It was Carlos Garcia. He said he saw us making out in your room. He wanted to use it against us, but I guess he's dating someone now, and says he doesn't care." One of his hands rubbed my thigh and he kissed my head.

"Well that's good." I saw him twist his arm so he could look at his watch and we both sighed. "Come on…now or never." He stood up, pulling me with him. We walked out of his room, him putting his wallet in his back pocket of his black pants. I grabbed my car keys and walked to the door, holding it open for him.

The drive to the restaurant was quiet. It was snowing softly, making me wish we could have just stayed in his bed.

This week had made proved to be difficult. After seeing James and Logan's history, I got jealous and acted like a prick. So what does he do? He tells me he loves me. I didn't get it. In class, we acted like normal, making sure no one figured us out, but he would give me looks, and smile at me, like he really meant that he was in love in with me. I forced myself to be happy about it, but what happens the next time I act like a 5 year old? I couldn't help but think he wouldn't stay around.

I parked sighing out. He patted my thigh and kissed my neck.

"I promise it will be painless." He kissed my ear and quickly got out. I followed, letting him take my hand and drag me inside. He told the hostess his name and led us back to a table. Sitting at a table in the corner was a cute, older looking couple. The stood up quick and the lady, who had Logan's eyes, ran to him and hugged him tight. He let go of my hand and hugged around her body.

"Oh my Logie bear!" He laughed and kissed her cheek, as they pulled away. She turned to me and clapped her hands. "Oh he is adorable!" I was brought down to her level, her arms hugging tight around my back. Logan walked to his dad, giving him a hug, as I was squeezed to death.

"You look like you've lost weight. Too much. Have you been eating?"

"Dad…please don't start that." I was then released and his mother smiled up at me.

"My name is Joanna and this is my husband William." She pointed to Logan's dad and I extended my hand. He shook it, smiling wide at me.

"Nice to meet you son!" I smiled back and his parents sat back down. Logan pulled my chair out for me and I sat down next to his mom. Logan took a seat next to me, and I noticed two more seats.

"Where is James?" Logan looked over his menu at his parents and his mom smiled, putting her napkin back on her lap.

"He had to pick his date up." Logan put his menu down and cocked his head to the left.

"Date?" I could tell he was tensing up. Logan reassured me he wasn't in love with him, but was worried that he would find some douche that would only use him. I reached under the table and gave a quick squeeze to his leg.

"Yes he said he met someone here. He said it's changing him, and he might even settle down here." Logan scoffed and put his menu up. It was blocking his parents view of us and I leaned in quick kissing his ear. He shook his head and turned quick kissing my cheek. I pulled away and lifted my own menu.

We sat, his parents asking me about my life, for about 15 minutes. Logan is exactly like his parents and it made me feel more comfortable. His mom was a sweetheart and his dad was hysterical. My age never came up, except when both Logan and his mother ordered a glass of wine. I declined and ordered a coke. Logan threw in I was also the designated driver, to make it less awkward.

Finally, when James did show up, Logan was down two glasses of wine, and acted a little buzzed, putting his hand on my leg and rubbing. We heard James before we saw him and as I turned to actually see him, I chocked on my drink. Holding his hand, smiling bright, looking extremely happy was Carlos Garcia. Logan coughed hard when he also saw him, and we both stood up.

"So sorry for the tardiness guys." James embraced Logan's mom while Carlos came up to me.

"Told you I met someone." I gave him a smile and he waved to Logan. "Hi Mr. Mitchell."

"Carlos…call me Logan…that's way to…"

"Weird?"

"Awkward." They both laughed and I knew Logan really meant it was awkward for him. We all took our seats, James giving me a hug and pulling Carlos's chair out for him. We all sat down and the waiter came by taking their drink orders. Logan leaned in as I sipped my drink and breathed hard. "You have got to be kidding me." I giggled spilling some of my drink on the table cloth. He ordered a glass of water, instead of another glass of wine.

We again sat and talked as we waited for the food. James and Carlos met on campus. James was leaving Logan's room, and ran into him. Literally. He made him drop his book and papers and spill coffee down the front of both of them. Carlos could not stop smiling and neither could James.

By the time dinner was over, Carlos was laughing and making Jokes with Logan's dad as his mom and I talked. I know I seem ridiculous, but I was worried about Logan. He had three more glasses of wine during dinner, and as we got up to leave, he almost fell over. I had to have James help me carry him out to the car and as soon as the door shut I gave a friendly smile to James and walked to the driver's side.

"Hey Kendall?" I put my hand on the knob and stopped looking at him over my car. "Logan…he really means a lot to me." I swallowed hard. It was going to be one of those talks. "I just…I don't want to see him hurt…like when I hurt him."

"I have no intention of hurting him." He smiled big and nodded.

"Good answer…because you could have been a dick there, but you chose the higher road." I laughed and opened my door. "Get home safe."

"You too." I got in closing the door and smiled, happy at how successful this night was. I looked over at Logan and he was staring straight ahead. "You alright?" He looked over at me and nodded.

"I actually feel really good right not now." I smiled wider and started the car.

We drove in silence except for the radio being switched to every single channel by Logan. We were two blocks away from his apartment when he sat up and looked over at me.

"Pull over." I did quickly hoping he wouldn't barf in my car. When I stopped he un buckled himself and stepped out, slamming the door behind him. I got out and sighed hearing him throwing up. I walked behind him and rubbed his back. He was bent over, hands on his knees, heaving.

"Is it the wine?" He nodded spitting out some more, but being done. He stood up and sighed. He turned to me and smiled. I opened his door and he got in wiping his mouth on his sleeve, some left over vomit appearing on it. Super sexy.