Ava's povWe made it back to Logan's apartment and he switched the lights on. Everything has become awkward because of my mixed feelings about Logan and I don't even want to face him now.I heard him sigh ânerd! You're going to crush a poor teddy bear with the way you're hugging it like that".I immediately came to my senses. âOh shoot! I didn't mean too". This is actually the first gift I've received from someone other than my mom and whether it's from Logan or not I'm going to cherish it.âLogan!ââNerdâWe both said at the same time.I nodded at him " you can go firstâ.He reached his hands to his hair and started messing with them " ummâŚI had so much fun today nerd! If you're down, we can do this againâŚsometime?â.He actually looks cute when he's nervous!.Shit! Don't get swayed by his cuteness Ava, don't!. I reminded myself." Definitely, I had a good time too, thank you Logan for what you did today; I really appreciate itâ. It's true; I never thought that Logan would actually t
Ava's povI woke up early in the morning since I had an early class and a project to do. I was more tempted to skip but I couldn't because it's me. I could lose my scholarship and that is the last thing I want. I took a fast shower then proceeded to get dressed.I put on my jeans and a black hoodie. All these years I've never cared about how I dress or any kind of fashion, I just wear what I feel is comfortable. I cleaned the living room and kitchen. I decided to make a simple breakfast,not wanting to use too many things and cause Logan to lose. I made coffee, bread with sausage. I looked at my watch and it's 8am, only an hour left for my class.Groaning under my breath,I stuffed more bread into my mouth then stumbled out of Logan's apartment and started running to westbridge.About 30 minutes later I reached my class and this was the first time of my life arriving late to my class. It's because I kept daydreaming about all that happened with Logan.âOk! Guys I'll be submitting your
Ava's povLogan's words were still echoing in my mind as I walked to the cafeteria, the sound of the soft click of my sneakers on the tile floor almost comforting in its simplicity. Heâd told me heâd pick me up after practice. Heâd told me. I hadnât even asked. And part of me loved it, the part that wanted to believe that maybe, just maybe, he liked spending time with me beyond just our tutoring sessions.I had to shake the thought away. Focus! Focus! on the tutoring. Thatâs what this was about. Helping him with his grades. Nothing more.But then, why did the idea of him picking me up make my heart skip a beat? Why did the idea of spending time with him outside of the classroom have me in a frenzy? Iâd told myself, after our study sessions, after that kiss in the library...the kiss, that we could just go back to normal. Friends. Nothing more. And yet, with each passing moment, the line between what I wanted and what I was willing to admit to myself became blurrier.By the time I reac
Ava's povI was busy doing my project trying to do anything that could get Logan Carter out of my mind. And damn! If it works!It took me a long time to finish my project when I finally decided to get up from a very comfortable couch or my current bed. I rolled my eyes.I still wonder why didn't Logan offer me his spare room all this time I've been here and left me suffering here on this couch? But I can't say anything about his house rules!I went to take a shower. After a quick three-ish minute shower I put on comfortable sweatpants and a hoodie and tied my hair in a ponytail. I was finally hungry, and there's literally nothing to eat here. I don't want to rummage through Logan's kitchen cabinets because first; it's not mine and second; I don't want him to get mad at me nor thinking he finally has a chance to get into my pants.I decided to go to Walmart to buy my own groceries. Upon arriving at Walmart I shoved my hands deep into the pockets of my hoodie, the cool air from the AC i
Avaâs POVSilence...Thick, and suffocating silence.I sat frozen, my fingers tightening around my half emptied bowl of noodles as I watched Logan shift uncomfortably. His jaw clenched, his hands running through his already messy hair. The girl;whoever she was...was still on the floor, blinking in confusion before letting out a loud, dramatic huff.And I thought he had changed!mph! silly me âSeriously?â she muttered, standing up and dusting off her tiny dress. She flipped her hair, glaring at Logan. âYou didnât tell me you had company.âLogan didnât respond. His gaze was locked onto mine, and for some reason, it pissed me off.Tristan shook his head, looking disgusted. âBro, what the hell?âCharlotteâs mouth was hanging open, her wide eyes bouncing between me and Logan like she was watching the most dramatic scene in a movie.I could feel my chest tightening, and I hated it. I hated that this⌠whatever this was, affected me. That Logan being Logan the playboy, the reckless flirt bot
Ava's povAfter the Logan incident yesterday I didn't want to face him at all.so I avoided him at all costs. The next morning I didn't have any morning class, Tristan and Charlotte wasted no time in helping me searching for part time jobs. Charlotte had practically forced me out of my bed, dragging me along as she and Tristan made calls to people they're familiar with, checking job postings, and even walked me through every cafe, bookstore, and retail store which were close by.âOkay,hear me out," Charlotte said as we strolled around the town. âAva, you should totally work at that cozy little bookstore near my place. It's quiet,you love books, and best of all,no perverts or rude customers".I sighedâ I doubt they're hiring,I didn't see any post about hiring". I turned to themâbut thanks for the effort guys you've no idea how much you've helped me".Tristan suddenly pointed to a small diner across the street. It was not bigger but had a lot of customers. " That place has ââhelp wanted'
~Loganâs POV~I stood there, frozen, as Ava disappeared into the kitchen. I couldn't wrap my head around anything, nothing made sense at that time.She was leaving.She was leaving me!I didnât know what the hell to say. My mind kept replaying her words⌠I got a job today and an apartment.She got a job! And She was actually moving out.My chest tightened in a way I didnât understand. I shouldâve seen this coming. Hell, I pushed her to this. Last night was a mess. I knew I screwed up the second I woke up with a pounding headache and the memory of Avaâs furious, disappointed face burned into my brain. But hearing her say it out loud, making it finalâŚdamn. I hadnât expected it to feel like this.I was low-key devastated! Maybe not low-key!I ran a hand through my hair, frustration bubbling under my skin. Why does this bother me so much?Why do I feel like this? She's a bet right?I should be fine with it. She was just a roommate, right? A tutor. Someone who happened to live in my space
~Ava's pov~After leaving Logan's apartment,the air outside was cold but I barely noticed as I dragged my bag down the apartment steps. Every step felt heavier than the last, something inside me was resisting the urge to turn back and go back to Logan.But I couldn't.Not after everything that happened.I needed time to sort out my life first.I tightened my grip on my duffle bag forcing myself to focus on the road ahead. Charlotte's apartment was only a few minutes' ride away and she had been more willing and ecstatic about me crashing at her place until I figured things out.It was the right decision.The smart one!So why did it feel like I was walking away from something that I wasn't ready to let go of?âBecause a part of you wanted him to stop youI might be going insane!.I clenched my jaw, willing the thought away. Logan didn't stop me. He let me go .That alone should be enough proof of where we stood.I called a cab and waited, my heart beating fast against my ribs. My finge
~Loganâs POV~My phone buzzed again.Blocked number.I didnât want to answer it. Every part of me wanted to toss the damn thing into the ocean and go back to cuddling Ava on the bed, pretending like nothing could touch the peace weâd just found.But something in my stomach twisted, cold and sharp.I answered.âLogan,â came a voice I hadnât heard in months, smooth and sharp as broken glass. âGlad you picked up.âMy chest tightened. âWhat the hell do you want, Vincent?âVincent. My fatherâs right-hand man. The guy who delivered threats with a smirk and cleaned up blood without blinking.âIf you donât want to work with your father, thatâs your choice. But heâs thinking about bringing Levi in. And I figured youâd want a heads up.âI froze. âWhat did you just say?ââYou heard me. Levi. Heâs almost twenty one right? Perfect age to start learning the family business.ââWhere is he?â I snapped, already reaching for my jeans. âWhereâs Levi?ââHeâs with your father. Dinner. That place on Riverv
~Avaâs POV~The beach trip ended with more laughter than scandal, thank God. Charlotte and Tristan gave us hell all the way back endless teasing, exaggerated side-eyes, and dramatic sighs every time Logan and I so much as breathed in sync.âYou two seriously need a warning label,â Charlotte huffed as she rolled down the window. âCaution: PDA ahead.âTristan snorted. âForget that. I need bleach for my eyes after walking in on...ââDo not dare to finish that sentence,â I cut in, hiding my burning face in Loganâs shoulder.How can someone be so dramatic? I bet they do more indoors than us,but the way they're overreacting, make them seem like saints.He laughed, rubbing my arm. âStill worth it,â he whispered, pressing a kiss to my hair.When we pulled into the driveway, Charlotte and Tristan practically launched themselves out of the car like it was on fire.âNever again,â Charlotte muttered, slamming the door. âNext trip, weâre getting separate cabins.ââOr a new hotel! cause I don't wan
~Ava's POV~The beach trip ended with more laughter than scandal, thankfully. Charlotte and Tristan gave us hell all the way back endless teasing, side-eyes, and dramatic sighs whenever Logan and I so much as held hands. But we took it in stride. After all, we had survived an awkward walk-of-shame level encounter. Everything else felt like background noise.When we pulled into the driveway of our apartment complex, Charlotte and Tristan practically jumped out of the car, muttering about never needing to see another couple naked again in their lives. I had snorted into Loganâs shoulder, half hiding my face as he pressed a kiss to my hair and whispered, "Still worth it."Instead of heading to my place, I followed Logan up to his apartment like it was the most natural thing in the world. My place was quiet and neat, but his felt more warmer. Like a place where things happened, where love happened. And maybe I wasnât ready to sleep alone just yet. Not when everything had changed betwee
~Avaâs POV~I stormed down the boardwalk, the heat of the sun nothing compared to the burn inside my chest.What the hell just happened?Who just shows up like that? Ex-girlfriend or not, Serena's presence felt like a glitch in our perfect little bubble and I hated how shaken I felt. I hated that I even doubted Logan, even for a second.âAva!âHis voice.Of course.I picked up my pace, but seconds later, I heard his bare feet slapping against the wood. âAva, wait!âI spun around. âLogan, seriously, donâtâŚâHe didnât stop. He reached me in three long strides and grabbed my wrist, gently but firmly. âPlease, just stop running for one second.âI yanked my hand back, not because I didnât want him to hold me but because I wanted him to work for it. âShe said this was your spot.âHe exhaled, looking frustrated. âIt was. Years ago. Before I ever met you. We came here once. Thatâs it.ââAnd now she just magically shows up while weâre here and calls it a coincidence?ââI didnât ask her to com
~Avaâs POV~Charlotte's words still echoed in my head.âSo was it makeup sex?!âI blinked at her like sheâd grown two heads. âWhat is wrong with you?!âShe just laughed, tossing her hair over her shoulder like she'd asked whether the weather was nice. âDonât act like youâre shocked. You know me.ââYouâre a menace.ââIâm a best friend,â she corrected with a smug little smirk. âAnd best friends ask.âI sighed, sinking back into the lounge chair, my skin warm from the sun and my nerves still buzzing from... well, everything. âIt wasnât makeup sex, okay?âCharlotte gave me a suspicious side-eye. âBut you said you had an argument last night.âI chewed on my lip, my voice quieter now. âWe did. But thatâs not why it happened. It wasnât about fixing something or distracting ourselves. It was... real.âCharlotteâs teasing expression softened instantly. âOkay, that I can respect.âI glanced out at the pool where Logan was being tackled into the water by Tristan for the fifth time in a row. He w
Ava's povI woke up to the rays of sunlight streaming through the balcony doors and the even warmer feeling of Logan's arms wrapped tightly around me. His chest rose and fell against my back, he was sleeping soundly without any worries. I couldâve stayed like that forever.But then before I could dwell on his warmth again I heard a knock.And thenâŚ"Rise and shine, lovebirds!" Charlotteâs obnoxiously chipper voice rang through the door. I almost forgot that we were here with Charlotte and Tristan.I froze. Logan groaned behind me and buried his face into the crook of my neck. âTell me Iâm dreaming,â he mumbled.Another knock followed. âHope you two got enough sleep last night... though judging by the thumping and oh-my-gods, Iâm gonna guess not.â Tristan's deep voice rang through the door.My entire body went hot. âOh my God,â I whispered. Now I was going to experience the walk of shame!âTristan!â I shouted back, grabbing the closest pillow and chucking it toward the door as if it wo
Logan's povI regretted those four words the second they left my mouth."None of your business."Really? That was all I could say?God, I sounded like a complete asshole! What the fuck was wrong with me?!But my blood was still boiling from the phone call. That voice, the one that haunted my nightmares and my childhood, had no right to call me now. Not after everything.And definitely not while I was here, with her. Why did he have to call me now? He ruined my whole day.But when Ava asked⌠it was like something in me snapped. Like all the anger Iâd buried deep decided now was the perfect moment to come clawing out Even though I didn't mean to snap at her.She stiffened beside me, pulling her knees to her chest. She looked so small, so hurt, and I hated myself for putting that look on her face.But instead of apologizing, I made it worse.âWhy do you always have to push?â I snapped. âWhy canât you just let things go for once?âHer head whipped toward me, eyes wide. âAre you fucking se
~Ava~My phone buzzed sometime after midnight. I was already half-asleep, wrapped in my blanket and dreaming about Logan's smile.Tristan: Pack a bag, sunshine squad. Weâre going to the beach tomorrow. No excuses.Charlotte: YESSSSS! Iâve been dying for some sun, you're the best baby â¤ď¸Tristan: â¤ď¸Logan: Is it too late to pretend Iâm sick now?Tristan: Nope. Ava already said you're coming.I laughed, even though I hadn't said a word. Trust Tristan to drag us all into a random beach trip like it was the most normal thing in the world.He was rich so that wasn't a problem to him at all.Me: I didnât say anything. But fine. Iâm in.Logan replied with a heart emoji. I stared at it for a while, smiling like an idiot, before finally putting my phone away.The next morning came so fast. Charlotte picked me up, blasting music with the windows down."Are you ready to tan and gossip about everything and pretend we don't have responsibilities?" she grinned."Born ready," I laughed.Logan and
~Ava~The sunlight casted a shadow over the trees, soft and warm on my skin. It was the kind of day that begged to be savoured. After everything with Natasha, I thought things might spiral and go wrong. That Logan might pull away and decides he didn't want me anymore, or worse, that I might. But somehow, we didn't break apart. We just... solidified. Like the pressure we were experiencing only made us stronger. Like he was fire and I was glass, and instead of shattering, I melted into something whole.I hadnât expected to find him waiting outside my final class, leaning against the pillar like he belonged there âŚlike he belonged to me. His hoodie was pushed up to his elbows, revealing tanned tattooed forearms I pretended not to stare at. A dimple peeked when he saw me.âHey,â he said, offering me that half-smile that always knocked the air out of my lungs.He had that hold on me, and I couldn't complain shit.âHey,â I replied, trying to sound casual even though my pulse had started