The next day, I took off of work to start packing. We were planning on leaving in about 3 days. So why am I packing so early, you ask? Well, I like to be on top of things.

No perverted pun intended...

Anyways, I had taken the next week off of work from the hospital and Logan was doing the same. Since they had no music to record, they were just filming for an upcoming movie based on the TV show.

Hopefully they wouldn't need him for filming for the next week or so.

I wasn't planning on staying in Ohio for very long. Maybe 4 or 5 days at the max. Ohio's just so boring and uneventful. That's why I always have my parents visit me here.

I was folding my clothes into the suitcase whenever Rex came in and sat on all my clothes.

"Noooo, Rex! What are you doing?"

He just sat there and stared at me like an innocent child. I pinched the bridge of my nose and shook my head.

I heard the door open and close downstairs, followed by footsteps pounding up the stairs. I opened my eyes and saw Logan walk into my bedroom.

"Hey baby. I didn't know you were bringing Rex along." He smirked as he saw Rex lying in my suitcase.

"He isn't coming with us." I said.

Logan pouted and Rex laid his head down and looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

I laughed, "Stop it, you two."

Logan kept pouting and crossed his arms. I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist and put my head on his chest.

"Quit pouting." I said.

"I will, if you do something for me." I looked up at him and kissed him softly on the lips.

He parted away from me and chuckled, "Well, that wasn't what I was talking about but okay."

He leaned in to kiss me again, but I stopped him.

"Wait, then what are you talking about?"

He scratched the back of his neck, "Help me pack my stuff?"

My mouth dropped open. "Really? I figured you'd be a pro at packing since you've been on tour and stuff."

"Nope. I've always needed help when it came to packing."

I did a face palm motion. "Okay. That's hard for me to believe, actually. Who's been helping you this whole time?"

He started to blush slightly, "Carlos." He muttered.

I rolled eyes. Of course. Everyone knew that Carlos was the most organized guy in the band.

"All right, let's go over to your house and start packing I guess."

He smiled and pecked my cheek, "You're the best, babe."

I waved him off, "Yeah, yeah."

We walked outside to his car and drove off to his house. His house was by the beach and wasn't very big. It was very cozy.

I walked inside and smiled. "This is a nice place, Logan."

He walked up behind me and placed his arms around my shoulders. "Thanks. It's not the best house, but I like it."

I stood in his arms for a few moments before remembering why I was here.

"So, where's your room."

"Oh, right. Follow me." He grabbed my hand and led me upstairs and into the bedroom. He opened the door and I gasped at the sight of his room.

It looked like his closet had exploded!

"Oh my Lord, Logan! When's the last time you cleaned in here?" I asked.

He blushed, "Uh, probably since... I don't know when. But I was hoping you could help me out with the laundry and stuff."

He smiled his crooked little grin and I couldn't resist.

"Fine. I'll help you out. But no messing around. I wanna get this place cleaned up."

He pouted, "Aww, wait, what do you mean by messing around?"

He started to wiggle his eyebrows in a sexy manner and I rolled my eyes at him. "That wasn't what I meant by messing around, but now I mean it that way, too."

"Boo on you." Logan said.

I threw a shirt at him and started picking up his clothes off the floor. I accidently picked up a pair of boxers and giggled.

Logan looked at me and blushed a very bright shade of red before snatching them from my hands.

"Nothing to see here." He muttered.

I smirked, "Oh c'mon, Logan. They're just boxers."

He smirked right back at me, "Oh, so if I saw a pair of your panties laying around then you wouldn't be embarrassed?"

I shook my head, "Not really. You've already seen what's underneath anyways."

"I have?" He asked.

Now I know he's trying to play dumb. He couldn't have forgotten what happened the other day in my bedroom.

"Yes, you have. Remember?"

He walked closer to me and put on a seductive face. "No, I don't. Maybe you could give me a little reminder?"

He winked and cupped my chin, pulling my face closer to his. Our lips were just about to meet whenever I pulled away.

"Logan..." I tried to convince him that we had work to do.

"Audrey..." He said copying me.

I sighed and pecked him on the lips. "Let's do your laundry first, then we can mess around."

He pumped his fist into the air. "Yessss! Score for me!"

And with that, he ran off downstairs with a pile full of clothes in his arms. I laughed at his excitedness.

'Typical men.' I thought.

I picked up some more of his clothes and walked downstairs and eventually found the laundry room.

I started a load of clothes while Logan brought down the rest of his clothes. Eventually, we had all of his clothes in the small room and we were starting to pack for the trip.

Well, I was the one packing while Logan sat on his bed and watched me.

"You know, you could help me out here." I said a bit annoyed.

Then he smiled that devious smile of his as he stood up and walked towards me. "If I remember correctly, you said that after we did the laundry, then we could mess around."

"You're right, I did say that. But the laundry isn't done yet, smart one."

He rolled his eyes, "Do I really need to shove all those clothes in the washer right now just so I can get a little close time with my girl?"

I smirked. The begging look on his face was making my knees weak. I just wanted to see how long it would take the both of us to crack.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and said, "No."

He responded by placing his hands on my waist and pressing his lips against mine. I could feel him smiling as I reached up and tangled my fingers in his dark hair.

Our bodies were pressed against each other tightly so that there was no space in between them. Logan had managed to push me back onto his freshly made bed and he crawled on top of me, not breaking the kiss once.

Soon our hands were just roaming all over each other's bodies. I slid my hands up his shirt and felt his well sculpted chest.

I let a small moan escape my lips as he rubbed one of his hands up and down my inner thigh. I know I said that I would stop him the next time he would get too carried away with the feeling up, but right now, I didn't care.

We pressed our bodies together in rhythm and he trailed kisses down my neck. I bit my lip, holding back any noises as he started nipping at my sensative skin. I could feel him smirk through his teeth.

He was getting a real kick out of this.

I felt him growing through his jeans and I blushed a bright shade of red. Thank goodness he didn't notice. He would never let me live it down.

His hands had snaked up my shirt and I sat up, allowing him to pull it off. He looked at my upper half and smirked. His eyes had turned slightly darker, pure lust burning in them.

We kissed passionately again while his hands found their way to my bra strap. He was just about to unsnap my lacey bra whenever a loud knocking was heard through the house.

Logan pulled away from me and raised an eyebrow. Then the awkward was filled with a familiar voice.

"Yo, Logan! You hear?" It was the voice of Carlos that spoke.

Logan's face fell and he groaned very loudly. He rolled off of me and put his hands on his head.

"Damnit. Not again." He muttered.

I sighed, not very happy that our fun had been interrupted. I kissed him on the cheek and quickly put my shirt back on.

Carlos poked his head into the room and smiled at us. "There you two are. C'mon! Kendall wants us all over at his house ASAP."

Logan and I exchanged looks. "What for?" I asked.

Carlos shrugged his shoulders, "Nobody knows, but he said it's really important."

Logan stood up beside me, "Well, let's go."

We all walked downstairs and hoped into Carlos' car and drove off to Kendall's house.