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

Chapter 19

    I walked up the row of desks until I got to Ms.Thomas's desk. She glanced up at me up and down taking notice of the report in my hand. 

"Aha. Well I guess the early bird gets the worm." She jokes, accepting the report. I nod politely, turning around and walking towards the door. She clears her throat and tells me to wait.

"Have any idea where your partner might be?" She asks. 

"Um-No. Not really." 

"Well, next time you see him make sure he comes to class." She mutters, placing the report on the desk along with other paperwork. I simply nod and continue to exit the classroom. 

    Not even a minute after I leave my waist is grabbed and turned around to come face to face with the green eyed devil. Shock runs though my body and my face tinges red as Logan stares at me with a small scowl apparent on his lips. I avert my eyes, looking anywhere but his face.

"Took you long enough." He snaps, releasing his hold on my waist and gripping my arm instead. The shock starts to wear off as he hauls me down the empty hallway, my feet stumbling behind him. I cough,pulling my arm away from him. His hand flies back along with my arm and he doesn't let go. 

"What are you- L-Let me go." I shriek. His grasp on me only gets tighter and he pulls me through a doorway, leading me down a staircase. The smell of cigarettes become more evident, telling me this is probably where he was last period. Another smoke room. He stops to shove a key into a doorknob and gently nudges me into the room. 

    The fluorescent lighting made the room eerie, and the smoke smell only intensified it. Logan huffed as he pulled the door in shut, shoving the key in once again and locking it. 

    I stood there uncomfortably, pulling my bag closer and he turned around and stalked towards me. His lips had changed from a scowl to a sly grin. A dreadful feelings unraveled in my stomach as he got closer. I backed up, my feet walking backwards until my back stumbles up against the wall, causing my bag to fall off. 

"Logan.. Unlock the door." I gulped, crossing my hands over my chest. Logan raised his eyebrows at me, chuckling. His presence was all too close to me, his large frame towering over mine and the smell of his cologne wafting up my nose. His hand runs through a piece of my hair, tucking it behind my ear. 

    I squirm under his touch, my mind racing trying to think of every single way to escape from him. 

"Let- Let me go. Unlock the door." I stammer. Another chuckle escapes from his lips, but this time its done more mockingly.  His fingers find their way down to my chin, tilting my head up to look at him. 

    My eyes find his for a quick second, fear eating me alive before I look away once more. 

"So you want me to follow your instructions, even when you couldn't follow mine?" He grunts. "Seems unfair doesn't it?" 

    I swallowed, staring at his neck rather than his face. "Look at me." He orders, pulling my hands and uncrossing them.  Why couldn't he just leave me alone? 

"You really don't like to listen, do you?" He hisses. His mood changes as fast as lightning. I turn my head away from him, fixing my gaze on the large boxes in the corner of the room. 

"Gracie." His voice comes out in a warning tone as if he's daring me to not listen.  We stay like that for a few more seconds, his eyes burning holes into my skin until suddenly he grabs my arms. A small gasp escapes my mouth as he holds them behind my back with one hand. 

    He hangs his head down at me. His chocolate strands falling down between his eyes as his lips settle into a bitter frown. Though the room was dim his facial features were as prominent as ever. Every single fleck of color in his eyes and every single microscopic freckle that was scattered across the bridge of his nose brought pleasure to my eyes but made my stomach do flips and jumps in nervousness.