Author's Note :: Quick note to all my readers, just wanna say thanks again :D

Chapter 4 :: River Flows In You

Logan (POV) ::

He just looked so scared. I knew exactly how he felt, i act the same way coming to a friend's house for the first time. Which is exactly why i invited him to my house, rather than vice versa. Carlos just stood there with his hands in pockets and looked really anxious. He took my hand back at school so i thought I could do the same. Not to mention i liked it. I smiled inwardly at the thought. So, I grabbed his hand and lead him up the stone stairs towards the front door and took my out my keys.

The door just like it's counter-part house, was massive in its own right. Half patterned stained glass and half wood that bordered the window. The handle looked like real pure silver and was extremely reflective when it caught the sun's rays.

I turned the key to the right and twisted the knob and gave a slight push to the door and let momentum take its course.

"Welcome to chez moi" I said. And with that i lead him into the house and shut the door behind us.

Carlos once again just stood there mouth slightly gaped. And managed to choke out wow...

Carlos (POV) ::

What I saw was something you'd see in an episode of 'Keeping Up With The Kardashians.' The most noticeable feature of the house was once you looked straight after walking in was a giant white marble staircase that had a red carpet that seemed to tightly hugged the middle of the staircase. At the top the hall split two ways-left and right and the walls had to be a mahogany wood that seemed to clash, but matched the white and red stairs in a way that was mesmerizing. If you looked up you saw what was a frighteningly huge crystal Victorian chandelier that gave off a tungsten light rather than a normal orange hue that a normal bulb would give. All around the room was lined with statues of both dark and light metal sculptures and figurines. One in particular was a large gazelle had caught my eye and on the opposite side stood was.. Yes, an authentic samurai armor suit and a Naginata which stood incased in a tall Window glass casing. Logan noticed my admiration and spoke up.

"It's a bit much i realize, but my mom loves history and seeks to preserve it through art or any way possible." Logan explained.

Beautiful..." This is totally amazing Logan. You're mom sounds like an awesome lady!"

"Yeah, sometimes. When she's not worrying about my health. Come on I'll show you around."

And with that he took my hand and led me to the left hall and took me to the kitchen. It was HUGE! Everything was completely modern. Stainless steel oven, microwave, pullout cutting board the sinks, A huge island counter in the middle of the kitchen which took up most of the space. It had 5 drawers and 8 cabinets' just on one side! The counter top was a dark obsidian marble with flecks of green. After that he took me to the study that connected to the room adjacent to the kitchen. This was something off a god-damn fairy-tale! The proverbial infinite bookshelf was staring at me right in the face! On three walls of the room were gigantic shelves that held what looked like millions of books. I'm not sure if was exaggerating or not, because i couldn't be sure if there really were a million books up there.

"This is one of my favorite rooms. Remember how I told you I liked to study?"

I looked at him and nodded while smiling.

"Well this is where I would spend a good amount of my time. I love to read and this is the best place for that."

No kidding... It was incredible! "Come on i wanna show you my room." Logan said. Grabbing my hands once more, he led the way; making my stomach flutter, once more.

He took me upstairs and went to the right hallway. Hanging on the hall were some of the most beautiful paintings I've ever seen! And they looked like they belonged in a museum instead of a house. He noticed my interest and stopped.

"It's an original Matisse." Logan said... "My mother bought it an auction back in Italy. She was actually about to leave when this came up for auction. She saw it said she just HAD to have it. She spent $478,000 and this one."

I choked on my own spit after hearing what he just said. WTF!

"Yeah" he laughed. " And that's cheap. A lot of them sell above 10Million. So she was lucky. Come on.." He gently tugged my hand and we slowly walked further down the hallway. Logan had stopped a couple more times to explain some of the photos hanging on the walls.

"Is-is that.. Marilyn Monroe?", I asked stupefied..

"Yup, my grandfather was an acting agent and ended up signing in with her."

"Logan you're family is amazing!" I exclaimed.

"Sometimes." He just said.. Looking sad.

I saw what that did to him, so i nudged his hand a bit. "You wanna show me your room?" I asked. He looked up and smiled and began once again. It was the very last door and on the door hung a sign that said 'LOGAN' on a metal bracket with black letters. He stopped and said.

"This is it." and exhaled deeply. And he opened up the door.

I gasped... The room was fantastic! It had a completely different decor than the rest of the house. And was my favorite room in the house. The room was completely white. And when I say white I mean. WHITE. Every single thing in the room was white. The floor, the furniture, the walls. Everything from the picture frames to the chairs and table. The drapes that hung from a white trimmed window were white. There was a giant mirror that was also white. The only things that weren't white were a couple small pillows on the bed and a chair in the connecting room to his bed. And they were all a rich lipstick rose red. There was also a zebra pattern rug on the foot of the bed. Still holding my hand I could feel his thumb caressing mine. I looked down and he quickly let go of my hand, embarrassed. To my disappointment. Follow me he said quietly. So I followed him around a open faced wall that opened to a larger section of his room that held multiple long couches, the red chair and a bar table in the corner. There was a large white plasma wall screen tv that looked over the white beach wood and glass table. The single most amazing thing... That caught my eye was what stood in the farthest corner of the room... In the corner of the north-east wall, were 3 small steps. On the top of the steps stood a large concert style Faziolo professional grand piano... I seemed to forget how to breathe for about 5seconds while i stared at it. Logan simply took my hand once more and led me to the piano and sat me down on the matching white bench. He set my hand down on my leg spoke.

"This is where i spend MOST of my time. This is "Isabella, or Bella for short... She's my pride and joy and i love her like mother would her child..."

"She's gorgeous", was all i could think to say. Still awed at what was right in front of me.

"Can i play you something?" he asked

"YES! PLEASE!" he just laughed and took and deep breath and let it out while setting his hands on the keys.

And with that he began to play. It started out lively, but gentle and simple. Then took flight and grew extremely complex within seconds. There were so many notes that were playing it sounded extremely intricate and began with a high-light melody, but suddenly he shifted his left hand further down the keys to the left and it got deeper and fuller. It was magical. I couldn't help, but be pulled into it and wanted nothing more than for him to keep playing. The melody changed into a slow darker version of what he was playing, but this time more methodical. Then he began to get higher and what he played sounded like something you would hear in the background of a movie after a little girl had lost her puppy and depressingly staring out the window. But as sudden as it came, the melody changed to what he was playing before but with more energy and vigor. He slowed down after playing the chorus and let his hands drift off the keys having to lean to the right to hit the highest notes to end the song... He was so close to my face. He darted his eyes to mine and we stared intently back at each other... It was the most intense moment of my life so far. I didn't know what to do.. My heart was going crazy like a thumping hammer going at the speed of a hummingbird. I could feel his breath on my lips and it tickled them.. Teasing me.. Then Logan did the unthinkable... he leaned in and kissed me...

Author's Note :: CLIFFHANGER! :D sorry guys, but I gotta give room for your imagination!

But i will let you on a little secret... I think I'm writing another chapter today! 3 chapters in one day! WOOOOOOOT! Thanks again! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D