I'm standing in the bathroom with my hands on the vanity counter leaning against it. My eyes meet my own in the mirror as I let out a deep exhale trying to calm myself down. Logan was across the hallway getting ready to sleep in the room next to mine tonight.

After my mom and dad told Logan he was staying here tonight, we all headed upstairs for bed. I went straight into the bathroom while Logan helped my parents get extra sheets for the bed he would be sleeping in tonight. A few minutes later, I heard my parents going back to their room while logan stayed in his, meanwhile, I'm just sitting in here panicking, but I knew it was inevitable that I would have to come out of the bathroom at some point. Feels like we're running a bed and breakfast.

I pushed myself off the counter and swung the bathroom door open to go to my room. As soon as I yanked open the door towards me, I ran into a firm figure.

"Oh, shit. Sorry Jones, I didn't know you were in here," Logan apologized as he looked down at me.

"It's okay, I'm done, bathroom is all yours," I told him as I headed to my bedroom and he made his way into the bathroom.

I said goodnight to my parents and dug my way under the covers. As I lay down, I hear Logan flick the lights off in the bathroom and walk to his room. My eyes just stared at the ceiling as my subconscious told me to stay awake. I thought Logan, being Logan, would've said goodnight or at least would've said something before going into his room, but I'm used to the opposite sex not meeting my expectations. My eyelids started to feel heavier and heavier until I couldn't keep them open and inevitably fell asleep.

~

"You awake?" a shirtless Logan whispered as he hovered over me from the side of my bed.

"Well....I am now. What time is it? What do you need?" I mumbled.

"It's like 1:30 in the morning, but I'm sleeping in here, just wanted to let you know that" he whispered as he climbed over top of me to get on the other of the bed.

"Awww, why? Did you have a nightmare? Monster under the bed? Or in the closet?" I turned on my side to face him with my eyes still closed as I smiled at my joke.

"No, smart ass" he retorted as I heard him get under the covers. I felt his foot touch mine which made my eyes open. He was on his left side facing me, mimicking my position.

"Then why did you come in here?" I whispered swallowing my emotions down, knowing the answer was not going to be a simple one.

"Cause I just laid in bed for an hour and twenty three minutes thinking about you, and how I wanted to be with you... in here, and that this isn't the first time I thought that. I know that I shouldn't be doing this right now, I'm sorry, but I wasn't going to get any sleep unless I did what I wanted to do, Jones," he whispered looking straight into my eyes without averting his stare. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, then let it out while opening my eyes and gazing into his eyes again. The moonlight peaking in the room from the window lit up his iridescent brown eyes.

I shuffled over until our bodies were in contact with each other. I propped myself up with my left arm and my right hand cupped the side of his face as I leaned in. My lips touched his forming a slow kiss. As my lips parted, I bit my bottom lip and opened my eyes to see his still closed. As soon as he opened them, I smiled and laid my head on his chest while his right arm wrapped around my shoulders. My right hand held his left as our fingers intertwined on his bare abdomen.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" I could feel his racing heartbeat in his chest.

"You came in here because you wanted to, so I kissed you because I wanted to."

He was silent for a few moments until he spoke again, "the painting on the wall, I like it, did you paint that?"

"Yeah, I finished it that night you came over and talked to my mom."

"It's us, isn't it?"

"Yeah" I answered hesitantly.

"Goodnight, Jones" he kissed the top of my head.

"Goodnight, and don't let my parents see you in here, or you'll be dead by morning" I mumbled feeling myself drifting off to sleep. His body moved as he chuckled. Logan's grip on my hand tightened as my eyelids shut before I fell asleep completely.

~

I started to see the sunlight that peaked through my window as my eyes slowly opened. My body stretched as I yawned and I realized my hand wasn't on Logan, but on sheets that left an empty space of where he used to be. He must've already left. I checked my phone to see if he left any texts, but all I saw was a blank screen and the time. 7:49 am. Shit. I was going to be late for school. I took the sheets off my body and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. My eyes widened in shock as I faced myself in the mirror. My bun was flopped to the side of my head with strands pulled out and my eyes were all puffy making me look more exhausted than I felt.

I headed downstairs after I brushed my teeth, hearing laughter from the dining room. I entered the room to see my parents and Logan eating breakfast together. I instantly regretted walking into the room looking like this as I saw Logan look up from his food to glance up at me. He looked like he was trying to hold in his laughter. They all glared at me as I sat down beside Logan while facing my parents from across the table. I pulled my elastic out to fix my hair and quickly put it up in a tight ponytail.

"Is it a snow day or something? You guys let me sleep in," I asked grabbing fruit off the table.

"Yes, I checked this morning, your school is closed today, but dear, you couldn't put yourself together a bit before you came down?" my mom inquired, widening her eyes.

"Good morning to you too and sorry, I thought I was going to be in a rush and I also didn't think he'd still be here" I answered pointing to Logan.

"You obviously didn't get enough beauty sleep, Jones" he chuckled at his own joke while looking down at his bowl of cereal. I glanced over at him with an irritated look. "Just kidding, you look pretty like you always do" he tried to save himself as my parents started to laugh.

"I approve of this one Stella, you can date him whenever you want" my dad said, pointing to Logan with his fork.

"Dad!" My eyes widened and my face started to feel hot as embarrassment set in.

"Don't worry Mr. Jones, I plan on it" Logan smiled then looked over at me and shot a wink. I started to choke on my food from hearing those words come out of his mouth which resulted in all three of them looking at me with concern.

"Honey, are you okay?" my mom asked looking like she was preparing to stand up and help me.

"Yeah...I'm fine" I coughed. I was annoyed because it seemed as though he was going back on the promise he made to me when we first agreed to be friends, but it's not like I could call him out on it. I wasn't the only one not following the agreement, I mean I was the one who kissed him last night. Until now, I could control my feelings with guys, but with him it was almost like I have no say in how I feel anymore.

"Your Dad and I are leaving for work in a few minutes Stella, but you guys can hang out here for the day, Logan you are more than welcome to stay."

"Thank you, I appreciate it" he nodded as he finished his cereal. I rubbed my hands over my face in frustration. Why does this keep happening to me?

My parents gathered their things and said goodbye before they left the house. I waved goodbye from the front door as they drove away, then slammed the door and turned around to see Logan a few feet away from me.

"What the hell?" I shot at him.

"What did I do?" he asked as if he did nothing wrong.

"Did my parents say anything when they saw you this morning about us last night? Did you get up before them? Oh God, what if they know and they're waiting for me to tell them and be honest? This is it. This is how I die."

A huge smile appeared on his face, "It's fine, they don't know. I get up early Jones, I was up at least an hour before them and made sure my bed looked slept in, you're not going to die."

"Oh...okay that's good.....and... 'Don't worry Mr. Jones, I plan on it', are you out of your fucking mind? That better have been a joke" I voiced sounding irritated.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but it wasn't joke" He stated with a serious look.

"You're kidding, you can't be serious right now. You don't want to date me."

He took a few steps closer, "Yeah I do. Did you honestly think we'd stay friends for the rest of our lives?" he asked thinking my answer would be no, but the look on my face said something different. "Oh, you did...yeah sorry, but we're not staying friends" he chuckled.

"What if that's not what I want?" I swallowed my emotions. Logan started to walk slowly towards me. I took steps backward until my back hit the wall and I couldn't go anywhere. He kept coming closer until there was no longer a space between us and caged me in with both hands place on the wall behind me on either side of my head. He made me feel anxious.

"I'm just speaking from what I remember, but I recall you being the one to kiss me last night and saying that it's what you wanted to do. That and the fact that I can see right through you right now, so if you say you don't want this, you're only lying to yourself" he smirked.

"Have I told you how much I hate you lately?" I asked with a sarcastic smile.

He started to laugh, "that's funny...cause if you were to hate anyone it would not be me." He cupped my face and kissed my forehead, then engulfed me in a hug. "Ugh, you're so cute when you're mad," he hugged me tighter which made made me smile. Suddenly, Logan placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me away, "Okay, now get changed, I'm taking you somewhere."

"But I'm comfy just the way I am."

"I have a reputation to uphold Jones and if you look like that with me, then its ruined, so go get changed," he smiled and I started to walk up the stairs to get dressed. I fixed the ponytail in my hair to look a little neater, put on a bit of mascara, and changed into black jeans with a tight fitting green sweater that matched my eyes. I grabbed my coat out of my closet and made my way downstairs.

"How do I look?" I asked Logan who was standing near the door.

"Perfect, now can we go?" he asked tilting his head. I squinted my eyes and got my shoes on, then headed towards Logan's car with him following me.

"Where are we going?" I asked fastening my seatbelt.

"I'm not telling you, it's a surprise."

"If it's another cafe where I have to get up in front of people and sing we might as well just go back inside because I'm not doing that again" I looked over raising my eyebrows.

"Don't worry, Jones, it's not that kind of surprise" he winked at me and then started to drive. Where is he taking me?

~

"Wow, this place is beautiful" I said looking at the frozen lake while sitting on a bench beside Logan.

"Yeah the view is pretty, but you're prettier" he joked while resting his head on his hand.

"That was super cheesy. Like I can't believe that just came out of your mouth" I smiled.

"Yeah I know, I'm actually very embarrassed right now that I made that joke" he laughed.

"So how'd you find this place anyway?" I questioned, changing the subject.

"I found it shortly after I moved here. I uh....I actually came here the day you uh....believed what Nate said about me" he looked down at his hands.

"Hey, look at me" I voiced while taking one of his hands into both of mine. He looked up at me with sincere eyes, "I would never do that now and I'm still really sorry I believed anything that Nate said. At that point I wasn't friends with you for long and still kind of had a bit of feelings for him and I was vulnerable at that point. But please know now that something like that would never happen, you have to realize that."

"Do you...do you still have a bit of feelings for him?" he asked looking down at his hands again. 

"No I don't like him at all, I have feelings for somebody else."

"What?! Who? What's his name? I need to know who is he is" he shot his head up looking concerned. I started to smile which turned into a chuckle because he didn't realize I was talking about him.

"Ohhh" a wide smile appeared on his face. "Its me, right?" He asked while pointing to himself and looking excited. I nodded in response and he turned his face away from me to contain his excitement. Around other people Logan acted like this badass with no emotion, but he couldn't act that way with me. He turned to face me again which revealed him blushing. I couldn't help myself from having a huge smile on my face from him acting like a cute 12 year old boy. "Stop smiling like that, like seriously, what do you expect me to do when we're alone and you're smiling like that?"

"Sorry" I tried to stop smiling but I just ended up giggling.

"By the way, make sure you're free tomorrow night." 

"Why? What's going on tomorrow night?" I asked curiously.

"We're going to the symphony in the city."

"You like classical music?" 

"Yeah I do and so do you, so I'm taking you tomorrow" he voiced in a quiet tone.

"Okay, but I need to ask my parents first" I replied.

"I already asked your mom and dad this morning before you got up, they thought it was a good idea" he glanced down at his one hand that was held in mine. I smiled at the fact he got my parent's permission to take me out.

"Can't wait" I said meeting his perfect brown eyes and admiring them with my own.

"How you're looking at me right now...don't look at any other guy like that, okay?" he intertwined his fingers with mine. 

"Okay."