Best Friends Logan Paul Mga Nobela at Kwento

he said and kissed the top of my head. "I just gave your dream a bigger stage,” he replied. This time, I wasn't thinking about revenge; I wasn't thinking about Matteo; I wasn't even thinking about the past. I was thinking about the future, and it looked beautiful. Logan didn't let go immediately. He rested his forehead against mine and smiled. "You know what my favorite part is?" Logan asked softly and I shook my head. "What?" I asked. "The foundation won't just carry the Love Plus name," Logan replied.

I said with a smile and his excitement seemed to increase after I called his name. “I am your biggest fan, I attend all your concerts and buy every souvenir that is released” he said with a fanboy attitude. “ That's enough Dave, you can see her everyday but now, I have an important task for you” Logan said to him and his demeanor immediately changed. He no longer looked like a fanboy, the change was so fast that it could be said that I had imagined his previous attitude. “I have five trusted friends, as you can see, there are only four of them here, I sent Zach on an errand” Logan said to me and I nodded.

He said taking a seat on the stage and an acoustic guitar suddenly appeared in his arms and he put the strap around his neck and placed it on him as if it was always meant to be there. “ I'll be playing the song I wrote specially for you, titled, My Best friend. ” Though it wasn't his first time writing or composing songs for me, it still felt different now that we are in public. “ Ma’am. Your order. ” The waiter’s voice rang beside me and I nodded, receiving the drink from him. 3. 2. 1 They say life is unpredictable, but having you as a best friend makes all the difference. Baby, how can I tell you that you’ve captured my heart from day one?

She looked so lost and it was cute, especially with her glasses on. I sighed, did she really have to be this beautiful? I sling my arm over her shoulder, pulling her soft warm body to mine. "Come on." I urge, pulling her along with me. Her body fit so right beside mine. I'm literally tugged out of the memory and placed inside another. Where I am is definitely a party judging by the choice of clothing on the teens and the scent of booze. The loud music was an even bigger giveaway. Ryan is laughing at a retreating Miller. He turns to me. "I think he peed his pants a little. Dude I'm so happy you're my bestfriend, no one would dare tell or do me shit knowing they'd face you." He chuckles. I rol

Like, what is it with him and making any clothes he wears look like fashion ads? Alex sat casually on a lounge chair nearby, sipping a glass of juice. He looked up as I descended the staircase. I cleared my throat a little. “Logan, this is Helen, my best friend, and her brother, Alex. Helen, Alex... meet Logan Wills.” Helen smiled. “Nice to meet you, Logan.” Alex gave a short wave, not bothering to stand up. Logan raised a brow. “You never told me Alex was a guy, you know,” he said loudly.

Today has ended up being an absolute shitshow, and now, I'm in for the punishment of my life. Fucking great. "Yeah, I'm good. Just processing today," I mutter. "If it means anything," Logan says softly. "I think you were extremely fucking brave today, facing that asshole." I give him a small smile. "Thanks, that does mean a lot. I wasn't sure if I was going to see you today, but I'm glad you're here. I needed a friend out there that definitely wasn't War." "I wanted to be there for you today," he says pointedly. "You know, without him."

Third Person's POV [Logan's POV] "Logan you have shown a remarkable improvement this summer," his counselor, David praised as he flipped through his reports. "How are you feeling?" "I'm good." Logan fought the urge to smile as he thought about how the summer had changed him. "I'm feeling hopeful." "That's great, is there any particular reason for it?" "I reconnected with my old friends and made some new friends too. You remember the girl I told you about." Logan gazed at David expectantly and the older man smiled.

eyes lit up as he got it. “That game? I love it. I guess he's still Paul, then.” Logan/Joe inclined his head at the heavy-set man bee-lining his way to the bar. “Who's everybody else?” “I already introduced myself as Jack. Same with Noah. But “Bob” did not.” “Lucky Bob, then. Noah's here? Awesome.” Logan/Joe turned to the bar, looked at Izzy, and mumbled something about a lucky Noah. “Give me some of that 1954 Mccallan scotch, sweetheart,” Paul said, sidling up the bar.” And don't be stingy.”

I wanted to vomit. “Aaron, she’s been here for two months now. If she hasn’t fallen for your charms yet, I don’t think it’s going to happen,” Logan said with a shake of his head. “Plus, she has a boyfriend. And I’m much better looking than you. If anything, she would want me over you.” “Are not!” Aaron protested. “Dude,” Logan scoffed and gestured to his face. “Teen People’s top twenty-one hottest stars under twenty-one—number four.”

Carl asked, his brows knitting along. “Yes, it’s me..” Logan spoke nicely, a bright smile tugged at his lips. “How are you, buddy?” Logan asked, ruffling his hair cutely. Carl frowned as he took a step back. “Mom said I shouldn’t talk to strangers.” “Well. I’m no stranger,” Logan replied. Carl wasn’t ready to listen to him. I squatted in front of him and caressed his cheeks. “Logan is a great person, Carl. He’s someone I know. And he holds a special place in your life.”