Fragile(NOT COMPLETED, UNDER REVISION, PLZ DONT READ RN)

Chapter 14

"Logan," I mumble, "I'm not forcing you to be here. You pretty much invited yourself over anyways."

"All I've seen you do so far is write. You barely even speak. It's no damn wonder you walk around all lonely all the time." He continues on ranting.

    A pang of hurt vibrates through my chest. I feel my shoulders drop and my hands getting fidgety. I turn my head to my bed and stare at the sheets instead, trying not to focus on his words. My eyes flutter and I glance at the clock quickly. It reads 4:46. My eyes nearly fly out of their sockets.

"Logan," I interrupt him "If you don't want to stay or help, just leave. You just shouldn't have made me your partner then."

"I only did that because Lacey was-"

"Well now you regret it and don't want to be my partner and that's fine. I told you I can handle this on my own. Besides, you have to leave now anyways." I mutter, standing up and walking over to my bed.

    I can hear the chair scraping against the floor from behind, an indication that Logan got up also.

"Oh yeah? How come?"He fumes.

"Nothing, you just-"

    In a flash, Logan's hand grabs my wrist and pulls me back into him. My back is pressed up against his chest, just like earlier.

"I asked how come." I can feel the anger rolling off of him in waves, and right now I'm genuinely scared. I can feel the vibrations in his chest from his angry tone and it makes my knees shake.

"L-Let go of me." I whisper out.

"Tell me." He demands.

"I just, I have a lot more to do. And, my dad comes h-home soon. I don't want him to find out-"

"Well," He mutters out through clenched teeth, turning my body around, "Aren't you a little daddy's girl?"

"Ex-Excuse m-me?" I stutter out.

    My heart twists at the sound of those words. I most definitely was not a daddy's girl. My daddy didn't love me and more than anything hates me.

"Huh," He says stepping closer to me, gripping my chin and forcing me to look in his eyes, "I wonder what your daddy would think if he knew I was in your room," He continues, forcing me backwards until my back touches the wall,"Hanging out with you," his hand gliding from the side of my waist to my lower back then down to my ass where he squeezes it,"His little princess getting all felt up by a guy she barely knew."

    My hands fly up to his chest to stop him from getting any closer to me. Words cant make their way up my throat and my heart was hammering out of its chest right now. His chest was pressed up right against mine, his head was ducked right to neck, his lips pressed up against my ear and his hands trapping me in my place.

"L-Logan st-" I never got to finish my sentence because of the feel of Logan's lips brushing lightly and then pressing into my neck. I inhale sharply at the foreign feeling, his other hand gripping my chin tilting my head upwards slightly.

    He peppers kisses all across my neck, pressing up closer to me to the point where his knee divides my legs. His lips work their way before he stops. His lips part for a split second, the pressure increasing. My lips part and a small moan escapes. I didn't want this. I didn't want him on me at all, touching, or kissing, or squeezing but Logan did all of them and they all felt so good. My hands fist up the material of his shirt, and I moan again as he ventures down lower.

    His lips move down towards my collar bones and the pressure intensifies. I un-ball my fists, letting go of his shirt and drape them over his shoulders. He steps back and hoists me up and I instantly wrap my legs around his waist, his mouth still attacking my neck. His turns around, holding me until I feel a lowering motion and my back hit my bed. I'm still stuck in this high, Logan leaning over me between my legs.

"Logan.." I moan softly.

"Mhmm Gracie." He whispers against my neck. His hands move upwards, pulling one of my legs around him. The other hand slowly creeping up my sides. His lips detach from my skin and his face hovers above mine. I cant see him, my eyes shut in bliss. I tug on his hair, running my fingers through the silky dark locks. Suddenly, Logan pushes me upwards, his hand squeezing one of my breasts, lingering over the area and then running back down the length of my shirt. I feel his fingers go under the material, touching my skin that I keep hidden away. My eyes fly open, and I instantly push him off of me. I scramble around and jump off of my bed, stepping back cautiously.

    What the hell just happened?

    Logan lies there now on his back, propping himself up on his elbows to look at me. A smug smile is set upon his face, and his hair is messed up. Despite that, even I wont deny he still looks good. Even though I can't believe we just did that.

    I stand there, staring at him, my cheeks burning up from embarrassment. I clasp my hands together, covering my lips where he just so happens to be staring at.

"Y-You. Logan, you-You. You have to leave now." I rush to the other side of the bed in attempt to make him get up or move but he doesn't. He just lays there, staring at me.

"You liked it." He says, more like a statement. I turn around and walked to the door pulling it open and motioning outside of it.

"Logan, you need to leave now." I watch as he sits up and gets off the bed. He walks up right next to me, glancing down at my appearance before meeting my eyes again.

    He leans in closely, wrapping his arm around my waist and bending down to my ear again.

"You wanted it so fucking badly."

"Leave."

"Face it Gracie. You wouldn't mind it one bit if I did it again, huh? All I gotta do is get you all riled up and then we can fuck."

    I push him away from me in disgust but he grabs my chin between his index finger and thumb and pulls me back.

"I won't deny it Gracie, you felt so god damn good."He whispers against my skin. "Such a shame you pulled away."

    Then he lets go and walks straight out the door. I rush out after him, watching by the staircase as he pulls out his car keys.

"By the way, you might wanna cover up so daddy doesn't see your hickeys." He smirks, winking before he walks out and slams the front door shut.

Thoughts? 

Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, I'll fix them later, I'm just trying to get this up as soon as possible.

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