Rushers Anonymous

Y: Hey!!

Logan laughs and runs away after shooting you with a paintball. You lift your gun and chase him. You fire and manage to shoot him on the back.

Logan: Ow!

The buzzer rings, signaling the end of your session. The two of you exit.

Y: I totally won that.

Logan: You did not. That was a lucky shot.

Y: I’ll let you win next time!

You get out of your paintball suits, grab your belongings and head out.

Logan: So, that was really the first time you played paintball?

Y: Yepp.

Logan: Ha. I took your paintballing virginity.

You burst out laughing as the two of you walk out of the building and start to make your way to the nearest Starbucks. When you get there, Logan orders your coffee and the two of you sit down in the corner.

Logan: Pass me the sugar, Sugar.

Y: You’re on a roll with the jokes today.

Logan laughs and winks at you.

Logan: So, it’s been about two weeks since we first met.

Y: Ah, so you’ve been keeping track?

Logan: …Anyway. I say we celebrate.

Y: Celebrate the fact that we’ve known each other for two weeks?

Logan: Yeah, sure. Why not?

You smile at his cuteness.

Y: So what do you suggest we do?

Logan: Well, tomorrow’s Friday…

Y: Yeah..

Logan: I work in the morning, but I’m free after six.

Y: Yeahhh…

Logan: Sooo, maybe you can come over.

A smile spreads across your face, and you have to fight the urge to hug him across the table. Instead, you calmly look at him.

Y: Sounds like a plan.

This time it’s his turn smile

……………………………

Gina: You’re going to Logan’s house?

Y: Yep.

Gina: His actual house?

Y: No, his cardboard box.

Gina: Are you kidding me!? How did I miss this!?

Y: Oh please. You’ve been out with your friends, so I went and made a friend.

Gina: Yeah, who happens to be Logan Henderson from Big Time Rush.

Y: Yes.

Gina: Oh my God. I can’t even—Ugh. Have fun, I guess. And don’t mess up my car.

Y: Thanks. And I’ll try.

You leave the house and drive the convertible to Logan’s house. You stand outside for few moments, checking your outfit, making sure everything’s in place. When you’re satisfied, you look at the time. 7:00. You decide to finally go up and ring the doorbell. He answers pretty quickly.

Logan: Hello, pretty lady.

Y: Hey, Logan.

He welcomes you inside

Logan: You look beautiful as always.

Y: Thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself.

Logan: I try.

He smiles and leads you over to the dining room. Your jaw almost drops. Logan set up a candlelit dinner for the two of you.

Logan: I would’ve made it nicer. Outside probably. But I don’t have a romantic balcony and my backyard is in no condition to—

Y: Logan, this is perfect.

He pulls out the chair for you and you sit down. He sits across from you. Throughout the homemade meal, you talk comfortably about anything.

Logan: So, happy two weeks of, uh, friendship.

Y: It’s been a pretty good two weeks of “uh friendship”.

You and Logan get up and head over to his living room. You sit next to him on the couch and continue your conversation.

Logan: I know it’s only been two weeks, but… I feel like I’ve known you for so long. That probably sounds really cliché, but it’s true.

Y: I feel the same way. We’ve gotten to know each other pretty damn well, considering the time. I’m pretty sure we’ve hung out almost every day.

Logan: Yeah. It’s pretty amazing. I feel like I can tell you anything.

Both of you go silent… until Logan turns to you. Your heart starts to race as he looks you in the eyes. He tilts his head… and leans in. Without giving it another thought, you meet him half way. Your lips meet and it’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before. He places his hand on your cheek as the two of you get lost in each other.

Suddenly, you both pull away at the same time.

Y: Did we just have the same thought?

Logan shrugs.

Logan: Depends. Did you consider the fact that you’re only staying for the summer?

You nod. His hand drops from your face.

Logan: Well, quite obviously I have an attraction to you.

Y: And I obviously do too.

Logan: But long distance is no fun.

It goes quiet again.

Y: But… what if… we don’t have a “relationship”.

He lifts and eyebrow in confusion.

Logan: I don’t follow…

Y: I mean… like a summer fling kind of thing…

He thinks it through for a bit.

Logan: So, basically… hang out and have fun for the summer… and then go back to friends afterwards?

You nod slowly, not knowing how he’ll take it.

Logan: It’s a pretty good idea to me. I mean, that way we get the time together. We get to know each other even more.

Y: Exactly.

Logan: Well, then. Promise me one thing?

Y: What’s that?

Logan: Let’s make this summer count.

With that, he wraps an arm around your waist as your lips collide once again and slowly brings you down on the couch.