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I wake up and I feel like I'm on cloud nine. This is the most comfortable bed I have ever slept on. Considering what the state my house is in.

Logan's arm is still tightly around my waist and every time I move a little, his grip tightens more.

But I'm not complaining, the weight is comforting.

The light is pouring in through the blinds slightly blinding me making me feel uncomfortable.

I shift and turn around in Logan's arms. He loosens them so I can move but once my head is placed on his chest facing him, he tightens them again, as if he's afraid to let go.

I listen to the steady pumping of his heart and slowly I find myself back to sleep.

———

I wake up feeling even better then the first time if that's even possible.

"Morning." Logan croaks out next to me. His voice still heavy with sleep.

"Good morning." I smile back.

"Your phone has been going off for awhile now."

"Really? Who is it?"

He shrugs his shoulders and leans back making his muscles protrude in some spots and grabs my phone. He pressed the home button and soon light filters from it.

"It's an unknown number." His eyebrows knit together in confusion as my own do as well.

I take the phone from his grasp and check for myself. He was right, I had no doubt in him.

"It's probably some soccer mom." I say and shit my phone off, putting it on the bed side table on my side.

"Probab-" Logan gets cut off as my phone once again goes off. "Maybe it's not."

I grab the phone again and unlock it. Going into the message app, is start reading the messages in order in my head.

Hello, Kristen, it's me.

I snort. Ya because I know exactly who this 'unknown caller is' I know it's you Bob Ross.

The next one read.

It's me, Aunt Caroline. I just wanted to say that I've gotten better. Much better, thanks to the rehab I've been taken since the beginning of two years ago.

Anyways, I want to re-connect with you and Chance, although I don't think Chance would be ready for that.

But I know your strong and I wanted to be able to be apart of the family and be the adult figure then both of you need.

So please, when you read this, text me back with your decision.

I hope to re-connect.

-Aunt Caroline.

After finishing reading it, I realized I had a huge frown on my face which probably sent Logan into alarm as he asked me,

"Are you ok? Who is it?"

"It, it was my aunt."

"And? Isn't that a good thing?"

"The ain't on my sperm donors side. Her and my mom were close so when she died, she went down there same drain he did. She didn't you know, but she verbally did until we cut strings with her."

"Oh, well what did she say?"

"She wants to re-connect, with just me first because she doesn't think Chance is ready for that yet."

"Well I think you should do it."

"Why?"

"Because, you don't exactly have anymore family besides Chance, and friends if you count that in."

"I guess, but I don't know if it's a good idea, what if it's just a trap."

"Trap, how?"

"I don't know, for my father to get his hands on me." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Oh. That makes sense."

"I'll have to think it over, and hey? Maybe you could come with me."

"Maybe."

———

By now we had everything packed, which wasn't a lot because hey, we were sleeping out for one night.

I kept his shirt on though, and paired it with my black jeans.

We were currently in the car on the way back to our town, jamming out to music and singing at the top of our lungs.

Sure we sound awful but we were having the time of our lives.

'I Lived' by OneRepublic was on, one of my favourites. I had connected to the Bluetooth and played one of my favourite playlists.

We stopped at a red light next to some elderly people.

Form their perspective, we must look like we're crazy but all we were having fun.

The window was rolled down and theirs was slightly as well so they could easily hear every lyric from how loud it was.

"Hope when the moment comes, you'll say, 'I...... I did it all......' " Me and Logan are also drumming with our hands on the dashboard.

I look out the car next to them to see them smiling and the passenger was taken a video of us.

I just know we look like two big idiots with the biggest smiles on our faces, singing along to meaningful song.

The light turns green and Logan starts driving forward.

———

We are now crossing the border that enters into our town. So that means we have about 20 minutes until we reach my house.

Logan turns down the music and turns to me before looking back at the road before we crash.

"So, have you thought about what your gonna do?"

"About What?"

"Your Aunt."

"Oh, ya, um I guess not but you think it's a good idea and I mean it could be something good. But if I do connect with her again, you have to be there. I need you there." I look at him.

"I'll be there." He looks at me with a smile.

"Thank you." I whisper.

He puts his hand in my thigh for reassurance, easily taking my mind off my Aunt and onto the fact that he has his Fracking hand on my thigh.

I repeat, on my THIGH.

I put my hand in his and he holds my hand with a good grip, not wanting to let go.

"So when's our next date?" Logan asks.

"Who said there's gonna be another one?"

"I don't know, I mean, you can plan it this time." He suggests.

"That actually sounds like a good idea." He pulls into my driveway.

"Just tell me the time and place."

We get out of the car and he hands me my bags, waking me up to the front door.

"So... um I'll text you when I know when we're meeting with my aunt?"

"Yeah that sounds good."

He looks down at me as I look up at him.

His eyes are so beautiful. They look like the ocean at night. Absolutely mesmerizing.

I then look at his lips, the shade of pink looks amazing on him.

I look back up to his eyes to see he was looking at my lips.

At the thought of him looking at my lips, I tongue darts out and moist my lips.

He starts leaning in and so do I And next thing you know, were kissing.

I follow his lead as I have no clue on what I'm doing, but this right here is the best feeling ever.

You know, besides stage feeling of thinking there's no orange juice in the fridge but you check anyway, and in turn, there was orange juice.

We keep kissing until my lungs start giving out and I pull away, even though I don't want to.

Logan seems to be thinking the same thing when he dips back down and kisses me again, but this time just a peck.

"I'll talk to you later?"

I nod my head, not able to say anything because suddenly, my throat is dry.

I watch him walk down the path to his car, and watched him drive down the road.

Smiling like an idiot the whole time.

———

It's been an hour and I still can't seem to stop thinking about the kiss.

I have to text my aunt now that I'm willing to meet up with her, I'm kind of scarred because it could be a trap, but I'll have Logan right?

I'm willing to meet with you. How's tomorrow?

And sent.

Not even a second later, she responds.

Omg, thank you, of course tomorrow's ok, how about the coffee shop on Mariel St?

I reply with:

That works, I'm bringing a friend with me.

She doesn't respond to that, and I quickly shove it off before heading into the shower.

Coming out I put Logan's shirt on, which has become my new favourite shirt of all time. With a pair of fluffy pants.

I crawl into bed and plug my phone in, quickly surrendering to sleep.

———

Cut.

Amazing, everyone take a break and be back in 20.

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