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
~Logan's pov~The apartment was a mess not in the way of scattered clothes or dirty dishes around,no! That kind of mess didn't bother me. This was a different kind of mess,the silence was suffocating,the apartment was empty, the emptiness suffocated me in a way I wasn't used to.Ava was gone. I should have seen it coming but now that she has already left, I don't feel good now.I ran a hand through my hair,my grip tightening at the roots. This was ridiculous. I had no right to feel this way towards her but I couldn't help myself.But I knew better! My kind of life didn't allow me to have the privilege of letting someone in⌠not until my father is out of the picture.A sharp knock on the door. Yanked me out from my wandering thoughts.Who's it now?With a heavy sigh I pushed myself from the couch and made my way to the door. Levi stood there,arms crossed eyebrows raised in amusement.Levi looked exactly like me, he's my younger brother but we've always treated each other like twins. O
Ava's povâHurry up Ava! You're going to be late again" Charlotte yelled from her room.âGirl, chill out! I'm done" I said carrying my bag and exited the room. I had an early shift at the diner today, Debra had called me earlier today.âI'll see you later right? Or are you going out with Tristan again? I asked herShe grinned, she always does that whenever we're talking about Tristan. She's love sick I swear." Yeah! We're going out and I might actually spend a night at his apartment. You know⌠maybe rekindle our love..â" Please! Spare me the details char! I don't need to know your love life with Tristan, it's grossâ. I covered my ears Even though she didn't say anything bad but I wanted to tease her.Charlotte laughed" okay Ava! Don't be dramatic,but everything is set, there's food in the kitchen and everything,so you don't need to worryâ.I nodded " I'll be fine char,now I'm gonna go see you tomorrowâ I reached the door and turned to her ,I waved at her then exited the room.I call
~Avaâs POV~I stood there frozen, did Logan Carter just ask me on a date?. my heart beating faster against my chest so loudly that I was sure Logan could hear it. He had just asked me out. Logan Carter; the cocky, arrogant, undeniably gorgeous football player had just asked me on a date.My lips still tingled from his kiss, and my brain was struggling to keep up with everything that had just happened. It seemed like I was sent into a frenzy.âIâŚâ My voice came out hoarse, and I cleared my throat. That was so embarrassing! âI donât know what to say.âLoganâs eyes searched mine, his brows slightly furrowed like he was preparing himself for rejection. âYou could start by saying yes,â he said, attempting his usual smirk, but it didnât quite reach his eyes. He was scared.I exhaled loudly, stepping back slightly, needing space to think, because every time he's near me I seem to lose all my abilities to think. Logan wasnât just some guy asking me out. He was Logan Westbridge Universi
Ava's povThe next day, Charlotte nearly choked on her cereal when I told her about what happened with Logan."You did what?" She gaped at me from across the kitchen table."I said yes to a date with Logan," I muttered, sipping my coffee, trying to sound casual but inside I was freaking out.Charlotte slammed her spoon down. "Ava! This is huge! Logan doesnât date. He flirts, he hooks up, and then he moves on."I winced. "Thanks for the reminder.""But," she continued, pointing her spoon at me, "he likes you. Like, actually likes you. I seen the way he looked at you everytime."I frowned. "What do you mean?"Charlotte smirked. "Ava, that boy is whipped. He is glaring at any guy who so much as glanced in your direction whenever you aren't looking. It is so hilarious."I blinked. Logan⌠jealous? That didnât seem like him. Am I too dense to understand anything?Before I could overthink it, my phone buzzed.Logan: Be ready at 7. Iâm picking you up.I stared at the message, my stomach flip
~Loganâs POV ~The bass in the club thumped so loud I could feel it in my chest.Flashing lights, grinding bodies, and the sharp smell of spilled drinks . Tristan was halfway through his second beer, and Miles was already flirting with a girl in red. Me? I was nursing the same drink Iâd been holding for the last hour, mind elsewhere.Avaâs face wouldnât leave my head.The way she laughed when she teased me. The way her eyes sparkled when she got fired up about law stuff. The way her voice dropped when she was tired, soft and raw and real.And the way Nate looked at her like he already knew he was falling.God, it made my blood boil.âYouâre doing that brooding thing again,â Tristan said, sliding into the booth beside me.âShut up.ââSeriously,â he said, nudging my arm. âYou look like someone just kicked your puppy.âI didnât answer. Miles dropped into the seat across from us, flanked by two girls who disappeared when he saw my face.âWhatâs with you, man?â Miles asked. âYou win the ga
I had just finished my history class and was heading toward the cafĂŠ when I spotted Charlotte waving frantically.âAVA!â she shouted, practically dragging her boyfriend Tristan by the arm.I smiled and jogged up. âWhat, is there a fire or just another TikTok recipe you want to try?ââNeither. Look who I found loitering like a lost golden retriever!â she said, grinning as Nate came into view behind her, wearing a hoodie and carrying a smoothie.âHey,â Nate said, offering me that same warm smile that always made my stomach flip. âFancy seeing you here, Professor Scary.âCharlotte raised an eyebrow. âProfessor what?ââItâs a diner thing,â I muttered.Nate chuckled. âShe trained me. Survived my fork-tray fiasco.ââShe texted me about it,â Charlotte said, giving me a mischievous look. âAlong with the dimple emoji.âI narrowed my eyes. âCharlotte.ââWhat? I just find it interesting,â she said, casually looping her arm around Tristanâs waist. âThat Fork Boy here clearly likes you.âNate cho
~Avaâs pov~Today was a bit boring. No Charlotte in sight as she was busy with Tristan. No Logan and I miss him alot Even though he's coming back today, I couldn't help myself from being lonely.The diner felt too quiet without the lunch chaos, and I was just finishing up a refill run when I heard the bell above the door jingle.I turned, expecting a customer and froze.Logan.Tall, broad, in his usual Titans hoodie and backward cap, looking like he hadnât just spent the last two days tackling people in another town. His hazel eyes locked on mine the second he spotted me.And just like that, I forgot how to hold a soda pitcher properly.Sometimes I wonder,why does he have that hold on me? Sometimes I completely forget everything around me as my eyes locked with him.âYouâre back early,â I said excitedly,my heart skipping.He shrugged like it was no big deal. âCoach cut us loose after the game. Thought Iâd surprise you.ââYou did,â I said, setting the pitcher down before I dropped it.
~Avaâs pov~ When I arrived at the diner it was already buzzing with so many people when I tied my apron and stepped behind the counter. The scent of coffee and grease welcomed me like an old friend, and the clatter of plates and cups was oddly comforting. It was a place I was already used to.Logan and Tristan had left early that morning for an out-of-town practice match. The group chat had been blowing up with dumb pictures and bad jokes, and I missed Logan more than I wanted to admit for it being less than twelve hours. Ridiculous.It was just for one day, and I already missed him like crazy.âAva!â Debra called from the kitchen window, her curly hair tucked under a cap. âI need you to train the new guy. He starts today.âI blinked. âThereâs a new guy?âShe shoved a name tag toward me. âNate. Tall. Blonde. Donât let him drop the soup. He seems clumsy for his own goodâ.I stifled a laugh and took the tag, pinning it to my apron just as the bell over the door jingled.And there he
~Ava pov~If someone in the past had told me that Iâd be going to the mall like a normal girl with a boyfriend who treated me like I hung the moon I wouldâve laughed until I cried.But here I was. Saturday afternoon. Wearing real jeans. Not Loganâs shirt. And for once, my mascara wasnât waterproof because I wasnât expecting to cry today.How life changes.âYou need new shoes,â Charlotte declared, arms crossed as we stood outside one of those fancy stores with mannequins. I blinked. âI have shoes.âShe gave me a long, questioning look.âYou have Loganâs slides and four pair of combat boots that look like they fought in two wars.âââŚExcuse you! It's fashionââTheyâre tragic.âI sighed. âFine. But Iâm not spending more thanâŚââGirl, hush. Tristanâs paying.âI stared at her. âWhat? Why would he pay for me?âShe grinned, wicked and proud. â Okay it was Logan, that said that.It was his idea. âGet Ava some proper shoes so she doesnât show up to your birthday dinner looking like an ancient
~Ava's pov~I stared at the man in front of me, my hand still clutching the doorknob like it was the only thing keeping me standing.The silence between us stretched thin. His eyes raked over me judgmental, cold, furious.I shrank back instinctively, pulling Loganâs shirt tighter around me.âReal classy, Ava,â my father sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. âThrowing yourself at the first guy with a bed.âMy stomach twisted painfully.Before I could utter a reply, heavy footsteps approached behind me.Logan.âWho the hell are you?â Loganâs voice was sharp, edged with protectiveness. He moved beside me, wrapping a strong arm around my waist without hesitation, pulling me slightly behind him.My fatherâs lip curled into a sneer.âAnd who the hell are you?â he shot back. âAnother loser sheâs using to pay her bills?âThe words hit harder than I wanted to admit.I flinched, shame flooding through me.I couldn't even believe if this was my father talking before me.Logan stiffened, hi
~Avaâs POV~I wish I couldâve stayed like that forever. Wrapped up in Loganâs arms, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart against my ear, his hand lazily drawing circles on my back.It was easy to forget the rest of the world existed when I was with him.I smiled against his bare chest, feeling a strange kind of peace settle over me the kind I hadnât felt in years.My phone buzzed somewhere on the nightstand, vibrating against the table.I groaned, not wanting to move, but Logan chuckled and gave me a playful smack on the hip."Better get that, baby," he said, his voice thick with sleep.I stretched, feeling deliciously sore, and reached over to grab it.Charlotteâs name flashed across the screen.I frowned. Why was she calling so early?Sliding off the bed ignoring Loganâs mocking whine as I stole his warmth I padded across the room. I was dressed in nothing but a pair of Loganâs loose basketball shorts and his t-shirt, which hung almost indecently off one shoulder.My neck tingle
~Loganâs POV~The first thing I became aware of was the warmth.Soft,Sweet., and Familiar.I shifted slightly, blinking against the early morning light leaking through the blinds.And there she was.Curled against my chest, her head tucked under my chin, her arm thrown lazily across my waist like she belonged there.Like she was meant to be there.My heart clenched painfully in my chest.For a long minute, I just stared at her, afraid to even breathe too loud in case it shattered the fragile peace wrapping around us.She was beautiful.More beautiful than anything I deserved.Her hair was a wild mess against the pillow, her cheeks still flushed from the night before, her lips parted slightly as she breathed in slow, even rhythms.I tightened my arm around her instinctively, pulling her even closer.Mine.She was mine!The thought echoed in my head, loud and possessive.She was mine.And nothing⌠I mean no one was going to take her from me.I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, lettin
~Logan's POV~The sunlight streamed through the windows of the apartment, but all I could see was her.Still sitting cross-legged on my couch, her hair a messy bun around her head, her eyes were so soft and trusting, even after everything I barely managed to tell her last night.She didn't even freak out as i was expecting. I didnât deserve her.But selfishly, I wasnât going to let her go.I pushed myself off the wall where Iâd been leaning and crossed the room toward her.She smiled up at me, the kind of smile that made the tight knot in my chest loosen just a little. The kind of smile that lit up my whole world."You doing anything later?" I asked, my voice coming out roughly from lack of sleep and too many emotions.Her head tilted slightly. "No... why?"I smirked and sat on the coffee table in front of her, close enough that our knees brushed."After football practice," I said, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm taking you out. Proper date. Just you and me