Here we are again. :) I had fun writing it. It was different cause It was from Logan's POV, but fun. :)
Not many shoutouts this time :( but shoutouts to Carlos'sCupcake – Hehe, yeah I had Logan run his girlfriend a bath in You're My Cover Girl too and he ended up in the bath. Lol I didn't just want to have him go to the bedroom and leave it at that. :) Logan was scared to tell her, but in the end he just blurted it out. Hope you'll like this chapter. :) DeniseDEMD – Aww don't get sad. *hug* Have I watched the steak dinner/lunch. Yes I have! Loved it! :D Logan is very private. Lol This story isn't based on that. Although now I might have an idea. :P You're getting me in trouble! This story is based on the tweet Logan sent after the first week of filming season 4. And I was already listening to Overjoyed by Matchbox Twenty before that and I thought of doing a story, but couldn't get an idea until Logan sent that tweet and I started thinking about this. But now I have an idea. What are you doing to me? First it was supposed to be a one-shot, then a two-shot, now it turned into a three-shot and now I have a small idea for an epilogue thingy/last chapter. But for now, enjoy this chapter. Also a shoutout to every silent reader and for people following me and my stories. :)
As always, I don't own anything. And go listen to Overjoyed by Matchbox Twenty! :)
I want to run after her but just as I want to pass the coffee table I kick my left foot against it hitting my little toe.
"Fuck!" I yell through gritted teeth from the pain and frustration as I lift my leg and grab my shin.
After a minute the pain is a bit more manageable and I let go of my leg and see if I can walk on it. So far so good. It hurts, but getting to Danielle is more important now. I walk with a small limp to the bathroom where she has disappeared to. When I reach the bathroom, I hear soft crying sounds coming from the inside. I try the door handle, but the door is locked.
"Danielle." I call out as I knock the door.
I don't hear anything besides Danielle softly crying.
"Dani, please. Open the door."
No answer, besides some soft crying sounds.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for what I said about you not telling me! I didn't mean it!" I apologize.
Still nothing.
"Danielle, please open the door. Can we just talk about this?" I ask as I knock the door and try the handle again.
I let out a sigh as I think of something else to say.
"Dani, I know you're in there. Just open the door, so we can talk."
I start pacing back and forth before I try a different approach.
"You can't stay in there forever. You have to come out sometime. So you might as well come out right now so we can talk. I'm not going anywhere." I tell her as I lean against the wall and slide down against it until my butt hits the floor.
I lean my elbows on my knees and thread my hands in my hair, waiting and hoping she'll come out. Several minutes pass but still nothing happens. She won't even answer me or yell at me. Besides some sounds of her crying, there's just complete silence. I'm getting more and more frustrated by the minute. I know I pretty much lost my best friend by now, but at least she could say something, even if it's 'I hate you'. I get up from the floor and stand in front of the door.
"Dammit Danielle, open the damn door! Right now!" I yell in frustration as I slam the door with my fist and try the handle again.
I think I hear a tiny gasp from Danielle, so now I scared her too. Great.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you." I apologize.
Several more minutes go by and Danielle is still inside the bathroom with the door locked. I'm lost right now. I have absolutely no clue what to do anymore. Why couldn't I keep my nerves under control? Then none of this would be happening right now!
"I know you pretty much hate me right now, if it's not for the low blow, then it's probably for the other thing I said to you. I meant that though. …I-I'm in love with you." I admit softly.
It feels kinda weird saying it to her now, while I've been trying so long to keep it from her.
"I have been for a while now. A long while actually. I can't help it. But I really don't want to confess my feelings through a door. So can you please come outside? I want to be able to look at you and tell you I'm in love with you." I continue as a smile tugs on my lips.
Still nothing happens and it's getting clear to me that I ruined everything. Fear strikes me as I now realize our friendship is over. My bottom lip starts to quiver and tears are forming in my eyes. I hardly ever cry, but this is just killing me. I lean my forehead against the hard door.
"I'm sorry I threw that on you. I've been hiding it for so long, so I'll just ignore my feelings and won't do anything with it. Nothing has to change." I tell her as my voice starts to break.
I lay my hands flat against the door on either side of my head before I continue.
"I'm trying here, Danielle. I don't know what else you want me to do. I apologized for what I said, I've thrown my feelings out in the open but I'm willing to ignore my feelings. What else can I do? I just… I'm scared, Dani."
A soft sob escapes my lips and it takes me a second to pull myself together again.
"I'm scared as hell! I don't know what else I can do. I'm losing my best friend cause of a stupid mistake I made and there's nothing that I can do about it. Can we at least talk about it? Please?" I plead as my voice breaks completely.
I wait for a few minutes, which feels like an hour, listening if I can hear the lock being opened but it stays silent on the other side of the door. I close my eyes and sigh, realizing my defeat. I push myself away from the door and take a step back.
"If you want to at least sleep in the guest room for tonight, you can. If you rather want to leave and go to a hotel or something, I can take you. Or I'll call a cab for you if you don't want to be around me. I'll pay for the cab and the hotel room, so you don't have to worry about that. It's the least I can do. I'll be in the living room, so you'll have your space. I'll leave you alone now and I won't bother you anymore. I just… I'm sorry, for everything." I tell her before I turn around and walk back to the living room.
I've only taken a few steps when I hear the door being unlocked. I stop dead in my tracks and I slowly turn around and watch the door slowly being opened and Danielle stepping out of the bathroom. She looks at me for a brief second, and I can see her eyes are red and puffy from crying, before she looks down at the ground. She takes a few steps and walks past me.
I have no idea what she'll do next. Will she go upstairs to sleep or pack her things and go? I want to hug her so bad and apologize, but all I can do is stand there frozen as I watch her walk into the living room. For a few seconds I literally don't know what to do, does she even want me anywhere near her, will she stay and give me the silent treatment? I probably can't screw it up anymore than I already have, so I decide to follow her. When I enter the living room I see Danielle sitting on the couch, her knees pulled to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs.
"Dani?" I ask softly to try to get her attention.
She remains silent and I take that as a sign she doesn't want to talk to me and wants to be alone. I hang my head as I turn around and want to leave the room.
"Did you mean what you said?" I hear Danielle ask softly.
I turn back around quickly and look at her, hoping my ears didn't deceive me. I find her looking at me for a few seconds until she focuses her eyes on the coffee table.
"Which part?" I ask a bit unsure.
"Everything." She nearly whispers as she now looks back at her knees.
I don't know if I should do it, but I decide to walk over to the couch and sit next to her.
"Not everything." I answer truthfully.
I see hurt flashing through her eyes.
"I didn't mean that shitty comment I made about you not telling me. And I'm really sorry about that."
"But I meant everything else." I continue.
I look at Daniele and wait for a reaction, but she continues to stare at her knees and stays silent. I shift and turn completely so that I'm sitting sideways and move one leg on the couch and place my other leg over my foot.
"From the moment I heard your voice on the phone seven years ago, I knew there was something special about you. I believe it was destiny that I called you by mistake. I knew I would regret it if I wouldn't text you later on and luckily you answered. We stayed in touch and became close friends. I guess it's true that what's on the inside that counts, because I had never even seen you and already I felt you were special. And I loved chatting online and later on having our little Skype dates. I'll never forget the first time I saw you on camera." I start.
"Normal people would be scared to tell friends they're moving away, but I was scared to tell you that I would be moving to the same city as you. But seeing you excited, made me even more excited. And then meeting you for the first time…" I continue and I can't help but smile when I think back of that moment.
"I'll never forget when I saw you sitting there on that bench at the mall and I walked up to you. It was like we had always known each other. My parents and Presley loved you right away too. No matter what we would be doing, we'd always have a good time."
Danielle seems to be listening, so I'll just continue. I've come this far, so better do it all at once, right?
"You supported me even before I moved out here. Even when my own acting coach said I was too old. You convinced me to continue and to start singing too, even though I never saw myself as a singer. And now I'm acting and singing and I love it."
"At first I just wanted to be there for you. To be a friend that you really needed. And as time went on and I moved to L.A., I got involved in the whole audition process for BTR, so I just pushed it back. And then I watched you date a few guys, so I knew my chance was blown and I figured you would never see me than more as a friend. It killed me seeing you in pain like that after what they did. I wanted to be the one for you, to hold you and kiss you, not to hear you talk about another relationship that didn't work out. I still want to be the one for you, so that I could hold you and share my deepest secrets with you, secrets that no one else knows." I confess.
"You're just so beautiful inside and out. Your eyes are absolutely gorgeous, you have a drop dead gorgeous smile, that can light up a room. Not to even mention your adorable laugh. You're smart, funny, sweet, caring, talented, an amazing friend and a whole lot more. I know you don't see yourself that way, but I just wish I could be the one to make you see the things that I see."
"Another part of why I haven't told you about my feelings before, is that I saw how fans reacted to Halston and Sammy. I don't want that for you."
"You might wonder why I'm telling all of this now, but last month, after my accident, I started seeing things differently. From that moment I knew I wanted to tell you, I can't hide this anymore. But with the holidays and all and you being in New York for a week I just hadn't found the right time yet. When I came home and I saw you sleeping on the couch I knew I wanted to tell you tonight. But then you were upset and I pushed it away again because you needed your best friend. And when you were taking your bath I was debating on whether I should still tell you and I decided not to. But when you came downstairs I just got nervous all of a sudden, and I thought I might mess up and ruin things."
"But I meant what I said before and I meant everything I just told you. This was not the way I wanted to tell you, but I'm in love you with, Danielle Elizabeth Harper." I confess as I look at her.
Danielle doesn't look up once. I see some tears rolling down her cheeks, and I want nothing more than to hug her and kiss the tears away.
"I'm scared as hell, Danielle. I'm losing my best friend and it's killing me. I've been pushing my feelings away for 7 years now, I can push them away again. I just don't want to lose you! I can't lose you! Things don't have to change between us, because you don't feel the same way…"
"But I do." I hear her almost whisper, or at least I think I do.
"… and it's okay that you don't feel the same way. I don't hate you for that. I understand it if you hate me, but I rather have you in my life as my best friend than not at all! I just…" I ramble on as my voice almost cracks again, until my brain comes to its senses and processes what it just heard.
"W-W-Wait… w-w-what?!" I ask in shock.
Danielle remains quiet for a few seconds until she looks up and repeats her answers.
"I-I do feel the same." She blushes.
"Y-you do?"
She nods softly before she answers.
"How can I not?" she ask with a tiny smile.
I look at Danielle in shock and watch her let go of her legs and turns a bit so she's facing me and sits in the Indian style and takes a deep breath.
"When you called me by mistake I was having a really bad day and your voice just made me smile. At first I thought you were playing a joke on me, but then learned that you weren't. We got to talk more and more and I felt like I gained a really close friend. When I saw your picture on Myspace I thought you were cute. But we had never met and I we were living too far apart, so I never said anything. Then we started using Skype and it was scary, but still fun." Danielle starts.
"I was really nervous when you said you were moving here and when we arranged to meet at the mall. It was scary but at the same time it felt familiar. I don't think I've ever had that much fun as I had that day." she smiles softly.
"I really love your parents and Presley. I don't have any brothers or sisters and my parents and I don't really see eye to eye, so they mean a lot to me."
"I knew you were a good actor, no matter what your acting coach said. And when I heard you sing on Skype that one time I fell in love with your voice and I knew you had to do something with it. And I'm glad I got to convince you."
"When you moved here and you got into BTR I figured you weren't going to have time for a girlfriend, let alone me. I thought maybe our friendship would fall apart too because you would be really busy. And I thought you would never look at me than more than a friend. So I knew I had to do something to try and forget about you. But that didn't turn out so well." She continues in a sad voice.
"When I never had anyone tell me those things before, why should I believe them now when you tell them to me? I know you have fans who care about you a lot and who are a lot prettier than me. I knew you'd never see me the way I wished you did." She continues as she wipes away a tear.
"I never told you any of this before because I was scared I would lose you. That's why I got so mad at you when you had your accident. I thought I would lose you for good. I'd rather have you as my best friend than not in my life at all."
"That's why I didn't tell you what happened with Monica. I already turned to you so many times and you just got back to film the new season, so I didn't want to bother you. But with everything that happened in New York and with Chelsea, I just didn't know what to do anymore. I was so tired and one moment I was on the airport and I before I knew it I was here." She explains.
I just look at her, completely surprised. All this time, and we both didn't know.
"So what does all of this mean?" I ask carefully.
Danielle stays quiet for a few seconds and bites her bottom lip.
"It means that I'm in love with, Logan Philip Mitchell." She says with a tiny smile that makes me smile too, as she fidgeting with her hands that are in her lap.
"But I'm scared. I don't want to lose you! Ever! I seriously can't handle that!" she adds as her voice begins to break and more tears are forming in her eyes.
"Hey, don't cry." I tell her as I move to sit closer to her.
"You won't lose me! Not now and not ever! I promise you!" I tell her truthfully as I cup her face in my hands and wipe her tears away with my thumbs.
"I thought you were joking when I wanted to leave the room. That you were using me and would just say anything to make me stay. I never expected you to say those words." Danielle answers softly as she looks down.
"Hey, look at me." I tell her as I make her look back up.
"I would never use you. Ever. And besides that one time earlier when I said nothing was wrong and I was fine, I have never lied to you, not once. And I'm not lying now either, I mean every word of it. I'm completely and insanely, head over heels in love with you, Danielle." I smile as I look straight into her eyes and stroke her cheeks with my thumbs.
Danielle her beautiful smile appears on her lips as she starts to blush again. I can't help but stare at her lips before I look back into her eyes.
"I want to feel what it's like to have your lips on mine. Can I kiss you?" I almost whisper.
Danielle her eyes widen, but then soften again before she slowly nods. I lean forward slowly and let my lips meet hers for the first time. Danielle doesn't respond at first, but after a second she starts to move her lips in sync with mine. I feel her hands come around me as she moves one hand to my shoulder and the other one to the back of my head. I can't believe I'm actually kissing her, my mind is all over the place, but all I can think of is this moment. I softly suck on her bottom lip pulling it as I break the kiss.
"Wow." Danielle breaths.
"There are so many reasons why I shouldn't have done that. But I wanted to for so long and it felt so right." I whisper as I lean my forehead against hers.
Danielle smiles and nods softly.
"What happens now? I mean, with us." She asks unsure as she leans back.
"We'll take things slow and see where it will lead us." I answer as I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
"But what about our friendship? If things go wrong not only will I lose you, but I'll lose my best friend too. I can't handle that!" Danielle panics.
"You won't lose me. I promise. Like I said, there are a lot of reasons why we shouldn't, but that kiss felt so right. I'm willing to take that chance. Are you willing to take it with me?" I ask her.
She looks me in the eyes for a few seconds before she bites her bottom lip and nods her head.
"We'll make this work. We'll take things slow and we won't rush anything. And we…."
"Logan…" Danielle interrupts me.
"… kiss me." She whispers.
I can't help but smile before I lean in and capture her lips with mine again. It's a soft and sweet kiss, but with a lot of meaning behind it. She moves her legs to the side so that she can move closer to me and snuggle against my chest. I wrap my arm around her and place a kiss on her temple, as we watch tv for a bit.
"What about my stuff? I'll have to look for a place to stay. I mean, I can't stay here forever." Danielle says after a couple of minutes as she looks up at me.
"Why not?" I ask her.
"What?"
"Why not move in here? I mean, I have the extra room. We can make it work."
"What about taking things slow and not rushing things?" Danielle asks.
She has a point.
"Tomorrow we'll go downtown to the storage unit and we'll go get the stuff you need, like more clothes and everything. And you can stay here as long as you want. If you want to look at another place to stay, I will help you look for something. But you're also more than welcome to move in here."
"Is it okay if I think about it?" Danielle asks carefully.
"Of course. You just let me know when you decide." I answer with a smile.
Danielle nods before she starts to yawn.
"Are you tired?"
She nods and starts yawning again.
"Come on." I smile as I turn off the tv and get up from the couch.
I hold out my hand for Danielle to help her get up. I turn off all the lights and before I hold Danielle her hand and we'll head up the stairs. I walk her to the guest bedroom wait in front of the door.
"I'm gonna take a quick shower and head into bed. I will see you tomorrow." I smile before I lean in and kiss her lips softly.
"Goodnight." Danielle smiles before she opens the door and walks inside.
"Goodnight."
I head back to my room and grab a pair of boxer briefs, a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants and head into the bathroom where I take a quick shower. Once I'm done I head back to my bedroom and get into bed. I'm laying on my back with my hands tucked behind my head thinking about what had happened tonight, when I hear a soft knock on the door. The door opens a little and Denise peeks her head in.
"Logan? Are you asleep?"
"No, I'm awake. I thought you would be sleeping by now." I answer as I pop up on my elbow and turn on the small light next to my bed.
"I couldn't sleep. Can I stay here with you?" she asks softly.
"Of course." I answer and fold open the blankets for her to get in.
She climbs in bed and is unsure for a second but then cuddles up against my. She lays her head on my chest and I wrap my arm around her shoulder and use my other arm to turn off the light.
"Logie?" she whispers softly as she draws her finger over my chest.
"Hmmm?"
"Can you sing me a song?"
"What do you want to hear?" I chuckle softly.
"Anything."
I think for a second before I have an idea.
"I got a good one." I smile.
"Maybe it's intuition, But some things you just don't question" I start to sing softly.
I start to sing and Danielle looks up at me confused but then lays her head back down as I continue to sing and reach the chorus.
"I knew I loved you before I met you, I think I dreamed you into life, I knew I loved you before I met you, I have been waiting all my life."
I feel her smiling against my chest as she recognizes the song as I Knew I Loved You from Savage Garden. When I reach the end of the song I notice Danielle has fallen asleep. I place a kiss on the top of her head and can't help but smile as I feel overjoyed.
Alrighty, so it seems there will be one more chapter or epilogue after this. I will do my very best to have it posted tomorrow or the day after that. :)
Xoxo Eve