Loathing Logan (COMPLETE )

Butterflies, part 2

Sophie

I'd be lying to you if I said I wasn't scared out of my mind going home at this moment. I spent an unforgettable night with Logan. Nothing to be ashamed of, and I am beyond impressed with how much of a gentleman he proved himself to be. I guess I did underestimate him.

There's a lot I still have to learn about him. And needless to say, he's becoming a person that roams through my thoughts more frequently than I'd like to admit for myself. I had forgotten completely to check my phone. I took numerous pictures of our date. . . Did I just say that? 

We did have a date, didn't we? 

I can't help but smile as I look back and reminisce on all the beautiful details he made. From the food, to how he decorated the place, to the way he behaved himself with me. The food was amazing, the dessert was amazing, the movies were amazing. . . and yes, HE was amazing. 

The whole way back to the car and the ride home, he held my hand, our fingers intertwined, not letting go one bit other than to place his seatbelt on and place the car in drive.

By the way, I didn't even have to nag him this time to place his seatbelt on! So 'that', was a big plus. He pulls up to my house, and I'm completely freaking out. I don't know what my parents are going to think. They know I was going to go out with him, because I always tell them everything, and I mean everything. I have an amazing relationship with both mom and dad, they are both wonderful parents and I have always trusted them to tell them everything that goes on in my life.

But my mind is troubled right now. I don't know what to think, or what to expect. On one hand, I hoped my parents didn't get the wrong idea as to why I am just coming home now; on the other hand, I have no idea where Logan and I stand now.

He and I had done nothing but argue and prank each other, ever since I could remember. Not to mention what a b***h his ex-girlfriend was with me all this time as well. I'm terrified. I'm confused, and I don't know what is in store for us.

But yes, you guessed it right, I can't stop thinking about him. I can't stop smiling every time I see him, and these stupid butterflies won't stop fluttering in my stomach. 

We finally pulled up to a stop in front of my house, and my heart sinks right down to my stomach when we get out of the car. 

Dad's car is gone. But, outside, sitting on my porch, are Troy and my little brother, Jason, enjoying their morning tea. 

Logan gets out and quickly runs to my side to open the door. Taking my hand in his as I exit the car, a bright smile illuminates his gorgeous face as the eight o'clock sun hits his eyes making his beautiful greens glisten.

"Here we are. I um, I hope you enjoyed our date." He smiled and hangs his head low.

"Thank you, for everything Logan. You blew my mind away with everything." I smiled, feeling my face flushed with heat from blushing.

"Wait. Are you saying you had fun with me? Was I able to impress Sophie Patterson?" He says smiling, biting his bottom lip and wrinkling his nose as he fist bumps the air.

"Oh my god, Logan," I say as I chuckle and cover my nose with my hand.

Slowly, he leans close, taking my face and cupping it with his hands. The warmth of his hands feels so good as the October cold begins to sneak up onto us. 

He smiles and leans in kissing my lips softly, and oh so delicately. My eyes roll back as I feel my body melt like butter by his touch and sweet kiss.

Involuntarily, I kiss him back and place my hands softly on his hips. I can hear a small grunt escape him making me smile as I twirl my tongue with his and I bite his lower lip softly. 

" f**k Sophie. You're so intoxicating. If Troy and your brother weren't there." He says as he kisses me again and leans his forehead against mine.

"Logan?" I whisper his name. 

"Yeah, baby." His husky voice sounds so melodic, the way he called me baby sends shivers down my spine.

"We need to talk about all this. Where we stand. Figure out what our next motive is and-" He grunts and places his hand behind my back tightly, embracing me close to him.

"Soph. . . I know you're feeling confused. I won't push anything until you're ready. For now, let me just enjoy this moment you've blessed me with, please?" He says as he runs his hand up and down my back, the other one around my shoulders.

He pulls away slowly and smiles. His hand lingers on my waist and he slowly tucks a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. 

"Are you busy tonight? I can come over and talk about any doubts you may be having. Or. . ." He says mischievously realizing Troy is looking at us with an annoyed glare.

"You can come with me to a party tonight at Sam's house. I can pick you up around 6 or 7. What do you say?" Sam was one of the football players, whom I didn't mind talking to. He was a nice guy.  

"I have to think about it. I'm not sure if my parents will be back by tonight or not. Troy's grandma and he will be staying here until they're back. She doesn't mind me going out, but-"

"But what?" He asks as I bite my lower lip and raise an eyebrow while I squint my eyes. 

"Troy and I had a previous engagement to attend tonight." He sighs, looking towards the sky in disappointment. I know he gets annoyed by Troy, but if anything serious ever did happen between us, he'd have to get used to Troy being around me. 

"Oh, I see. Troy." I chuckle as he hangs his head in disbelief.

"Look, I'll tell you what. If we end our events early, we'll meet you there. Is that ok?" He sighs, placing his hands on my waist and resting his forehead on my forehead.

"Fine. But promise me you'll try your best to be there? Otherwise, I'm just going to blow up your phone with texts all night until I have enough courage to climb up your window so I can at least say good night." I chuckle and close my eyes. 

Yes, he is unpredictable, so the chances of him doing so are about  I mean, look at the little stunt he pulled at the game? I got glances from students at school, all week. Girls kept asking me if he was my boyfriend. 

Of course, other girls that were close to Amber would say rude comments as if Amber was a victim in all this. Then Dylan or Troy would remind them she was dating Carter before she even broke up with Logan and they'd suddenly become speechless.

"Fine. I'll do my best to be there. But! You have to promise me that you will act cordially in front of Troy, and Dylan if he goes along too. Promise?" I asked as I raised my pinky forward.

He pondered for a few seconds, and loops his pinky around mine, pulling me forward and gripping me around my waist. Whispering in my ear "Deal." 

His husky low voice gives me shivers, he then kisses my cheek as he tightens his hands on my waist and inhales deep as he buries his face on my neck and hair.

"I'll see you later than beautiful."

God, he's killing me. What am I getting myself into with him? Just when I think he's leaving, he takes my face in his hands, cupping my cheeks, and kisses me one last time, a sweet, soft, and gentle kiss on my lips. 

"Damn you, Patterson! You're seriously are going to be the end of me." His words sent shivers down my spine. A warm, but scary feeling on my chest as the butterflies in my stomach awaken with force. 

"Maybe. Or maybe you'll be the end of mine." I say unconsciously. I can feel him smile as he slowly pulls away and places a kiss on my forehead.

"Maybe I want to be your end, at least this way I'll know you'll be mine always." His words made an unfamiliar feeling crawl up on my spine, making me far more confused than what I already am.

"Fuck." I uttered out slowly through my breath as he bit my bottom lip. A big smirk on his face as he pulls away and drives off my driveway.

"Damn!" Troy says, startling me as my eyes widen and I turn. My face is red and I am left speechless. 

"Well, looks like someone had a little more fun than they expected. Please tell me you did not give him your V card already? Because if you did, well. . . I hate to admit, I have no come back on this one. My primordial desires for someone else have got me all rattled up too." He says mischievously. His hormones have been off the chart lately. 

I roll my eyes and smirk, "shut up. I'm still a virgin T. So you can wipe that smile off your face."

"Oh, well that's . . .ok. Good girl." I smile as he places his arm around my shoulders. 

"Come on, let's get some breakfast in you before you pass out from all the hormones you dispersed overnight."

I chuckled, hitting him on his chest. Hate to admit, I mean, nothing s****l came through my mind last night. But he certainly did make me think of a lot of things throughout our date. 

And needless to say, I am doubting everything I thought of him before. Maybe he's not so bad after all.

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