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Sophie

After the day we had been wrongfully accused by what's her face, Logan and I became more inseparable. We longed for alone time to give in to each other.

The more fun we had, the less it hurts to have sex with him. I was getting used to his- well. . . . size! If you know what I mean!* wink wink*

I loved being intimate with him.

Though after my aunt left, my mom and dad, along with Riley- yelled at us. They were thankful that we were cautious. We of course left the last details of the last session of unprotected sex.

But they gave us the whole unprotected sex talk and warned Logan not to get me pregnant.

Mom was a young mom as well. She had me when she was just 16 years old. Dad was days before turning 18 when she got pregnant. The reason why I knew about the Romeo and Juliet Law. She and dad did the same.

They struggled to make ends meet at first. But they had great friends like Brianna and Jake Mitchell to help them get back on their feet.

They didn't want Logan and me to be in the same predicament. They wanted us to do things right. To be responsible, knowing we were young and in love and sooner or later we were bound to give in to each other.

Logan and I went to the clinic the next day. I got the morning-after pill and decided to go on birth control.

The day I took the pill, it made me nauseous. I was sick the whole day. The nurse had sent me home. Logan came straight to my house after practice and got a warm press for my stomach. He laid by me the whole night rubbing my back and soothing me.

He was a true prince charming. He tended to my every need.

It's a week before my birthday and I wanted to do something before my birthday.

I turn myself on my stomach. Logan was laying on my bed, reading a book. I had been laying on his stomach, between his legs. He placed the book down and smiled.

"Ok. That mischievous smile tells me either one of two things. Either you want to have a little fun with me right now, or you got a crazy idea on that pretty little brilliant mind of yours. So what is it? Please say it's number one?"

I bit my lip and looked towards the heavens pensively as I squinted my nose and closed an eye.

"I do want to have sex with you. But! I was thinking. . . .I want to get a tattoo before my birthday. But I'm not sure what to get. What do you think?" He tilts his head and narrows his eyes pensively as well.

"You. . . . . want to get a tattoo. Really?" He responds quizzically. I loved looking at his tattoo, and if you're wondering if it was dedicated to me? Yes. He told me he got it thinking of me.

He was such a hard ass before we started going out. But we both have come a long way. He was not just loved by everyone in school and was looked up to. But he was now respected as well.

He looked at me and cleared his throat. He held me tight and snugged down to lay next to me." Please don't tell me you're going all dad on me? Logan this is something I have been wanting to do for a long time. Please baby? Go with me to pick out my first tattoo."

He chuckles and throws his head back. "Sophie. Your first tattoo, really? You say it as if you're sure you're going to get more. Relax babe. Look, keep in mind that each tattoo is permanent. So when you pick out a tattoo, they have to be something completely meaningful to you. Something that represents something in your life, or someone." He says while resting his head against his hand.

I sighed. I knew he was right. I had something in mind but I wasn't sure he'd agree to it.

"What if we got a couple's tattoo?" We both said in unison laughing at the same time.

"Really? You'd be willing to get a couples tattoo with me?" I asked him concerned whether he was just bluffing or not.

"Of course. Sophie, I already told you. I'm not going anywhere. I'm here for you. I love you, ok? Now. . . . let's browse around to see what kind of tattoo we should get." He got up, grabbed his laptop off my desk, and turned it on.

We looked through various options and though I was scared shitless- I was up for two different tattoos. Of course, we'd have to go on different occasions to get them done. But I was really excited.

First tattoo- a lock and key chain. It was awesome. I was so looking forward to it.



I decided to text Troy and tell him the news. I sent him a sample picture, in which he called back immediately, yelling in my ear.

"Sophie Marie Patterson! Are you crazy? You're getting a what? Do your mom and dad know about this?"

I laughed along with Logan. Troy was more like my big brother than my friend. "Calm the fuck down T! I'll be with her the whole time. Don't worry about it, man." Logan spoke sternly through the phone making Troy grunt.

"Logan! If she gets hurt I will hurt you! You got it? I will fucking hurt you bitch!" Logan chuckled making Troy grunt in protest.

Logan and he went at it with the name-calling like they always did, making me roll my eyes and laugh. They always acted like immature little kids when they were around each other.

After a while of sprawling, I decided enough was enough. I snatched the phone from Logan and gave him a stern look.

"Enough! Both of you." I said sternly looking at Logan and warning T on the phone. Troy grunted over the phone "Fine! But I'm coming along too. And I'm taking Dylan with me."

"Wh- It was not an open invitation Troy! Sophie was just letting you know our plans for tomorrow. You go do your own shit. We can go alone. We don't need chaperoning."

"Oh! I think you do. Because the last time you two took off on the weekend, you didn't come back till Monday Morning. Oh, wait! That was this morning if I'm not mistaken. I mean what the fuck? Where the hell do you two disappear to every weekend anyway?" We both looked at each other.

We had been going back every Friday night back to the cabin and came back Sunday night. But last night, we were over exhausted and drifted off to sleep. We didn't wake up until 5 in the morning.

So we got dressed, went to have breakfast at Maggie's Diner, and went home to change before he brought me back to school.

It was our own little secret hideout. I loved being there with him.

"T, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Grrrr! Fine. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

Logan throws himself on my bed grunting and whining like a little kid. "Babe! Does he have to go?" I laugh, hovering over him and kissing him.

"It's just a tattoo, Logan. I doubt he makes a big deal about it. Come on? How bad can it be?" I say kissing his neck and trailing my hands under his shirt.

He growls, gripping my butt and swiftly turning us over, making me squeal.

"Fine. But we're ditching them after. I want to take you out for dinner." I smile, placing a soft kiss on his lips and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Fine. But be nice! I don't like when you two get into arguments."

"He's the one that always starts. Not me!" I chuckle at his boyish behavior and wrap my legs around his waist. He quiets down and trails kisses on my neck. "Mmmmm. . . . . I like that. I love when you do that." My voice sounds husky and low. I bite my lip, tilting my head back as a long sigh escapes me.

"You do huh? Then let me do it some more." His husky voice sent me the signal he is ready to play around some more. I can't say I want to complain, because I don't. Before long, we are both sweaty, and naked, and doing things I never dreamed of with each other. God- Logan! You drive me wild!!!

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