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"LOGAN LOGAN LOGAN!" I heard my sister scream.

Hi, my name's Taylor I'm 18 and my sister loves Logan Lerman. She's 8.

Here's the story:

Logan and I were childhood friends and we always hung out. You see Logan is really famous so he had to move to LA. He didn't even say goodbye to his best friend!

What will happen when we are reunited? Will he forget me all together or not?

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6. Coming Face-to-Face with Reality

I scrambled for my keys, and unlocked my apartment. I shut the door quickly, locked it and retreated to my bedroom. I don't know what is wrong with me, I wanted to tell Logan who I was, and then we could become besties again. But part of me didn't. I wanted to live in the space, the space between reality and fantasy. I was afraid that Logan would get angry with me for not telling him sooner, or he would be upset, or worse, both. Maybe he would shun me our forever. Maybe I would have to leave the whole state itself bc it reminded me too much of him. He reached out to me and I was just rude!

I'm an idiot, not him.

But I was still angry with him, bc he didn't remember me fully! He didn't get me spot on! Ugh, you know what? Nevermind! He is an idiot! We are BOTH idiots!

I just really wanted to punch something right now! I want to cry and live a life in a hole. I mean I deserve it right? I don't know what to think anymore, but one thing is for sure: I'm not going to talk to him again. Psh, I doubt we will ever speak again! I mean, what are the odds of that happening?

I was wrong, yet again.

My best friend, Kayla, called me the next day.

"TAYLOR! WE HAVE TO GO TO THE NEW PERCY JACKSON MOVIE!" she exclaimed the minute I picked up. The next thing I know, she's babbling, and I can't make out many words except "hot...so hot...Percy Jackson!...must...go...Logan lerman!"

Oh god( or gods, for you Percy Jackson fans!).

There's NO way I'm going to that. But Kayla insisted, so we must go.

Later that night, I put on a pair of stilettos and a wrap dress(I should mention that it was the premiere, and here In LA, you must look your finest for a stupid movie premiere.) Jess(my nickname for Kayla), picked me up around 11pm. We drove out to the California Pacific Mall, and entered the cinema. It smelled like popcorn. My eyes darted all around the room, especially at the big bundle of ppl in the corner. Being myself, I was curious. I told Jess I would be there soon and for her to save me a spot, and I scurried towards the bundle of ppl. The first thing I noticed, a certain dark-haired, blue eyed boy, signing autographs. Ugh, I turned around right when I heard a "WAIT!" This is truly getting old, bc I find my life repeating over and over. It makes me feel like I'm riding the tilt-a-whirl and I can't get up. I think I'm gonna puke...

Immediately, I shuffle away and towards my friend, but time caught up with me, and a man with a large platter if food and multiple large cups of soda and I collide. I'm soaking wet soda and I hurry to the bathroom, the sad part is, it's by the signing with Logan himself. "Person. Wait!" his voice called after me. The minute I turned around I saw his face, and was totally embarrassed by the mess on my dress.

"You know, that's not exactly the nicest way to address a person." I said.

"You know, your very rude. I came here to help you. Why odd you run off two days ago?"

"I had to go..help my mom with something" I lied.

"Oh okay!" He sounded almost too cheerful, and I could tell he knew I was lying, but he didn't feel like pushing me for answers.

He grabbed a paper towel and started dabbing my dress.

"Yea, I'm not a toddler," I snapped. "I can do it myself!" I ripped the paper towel out of his hand and dabbed the muck off myself.

"All I have been doing is being nice to you and this is how you treat me! What are you, like on your period or something!?"

He's disgusting.

"What are you, like on your period or something?" I mimicked. "No, and your disgusting!"

"I'm just concerned!" He whimpered.

"Hahahahaha! Right, you're concerned about somebody!"

"You know what? I don't have to deal with this! I have ppl that actually CARE about me to attend to!" He yelped.

"Logan wait.." I said softly, and it almost sounded to mushy. "I'm sorry, in just not exactly used to..being treated nicely by a person with authority..." I trailed off. He was halfway out the door when he turned around.

"You said you were bullied, right?"

I nodded my head.

But the truth was, it wasn't just being bullied by the school bully, it was worse. After Logan left, my parents got in a car crash, and had not, well, made it. And I was handed over to my uncle. He was the executive ma manger for a big record company and he...neglected me. I ran away when I was 14, and I found my grandparents. I lived with them until I was old enough to live on my own. My sister was always in the hands of my grandparents, and I never found out why. Anyways, I bought an apartment and ever since, this was my life, I have been going to community college(bc I can't afford real college), and I have been studying to become a English major. I had no friend except for Kayla, I met in high school. My life is a mess and I'm struggling to pay rent.

It wasn't until afterward that I realized I had told Logan all of this. He looked like he was going to cry. Like he actually felt sorry for me. And I realized that he did, and he did care. I also realized I should tell him who I am.

But I still wasn't ready for that.

I also knew one thing: Logan knew my name wasn't Courney. I would find that out soon enough. I would have to tell him the truth.

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