A Life That Feels So Good CH 3
CHAPTER THREE: Run the Risk
It has been a couple of weeks since they began their sneaky, secret relationship. To his surprise they were not always making out and feeling each other up. Sometimes they just held each other, drifting in and out of the realms of peaceful sleep while watching a movie in his boat house; or on a blanket on the beach in the middle of the night. But wherever they were, the distant sound of a boat, a car horn, or a dog barking would bring them back to reality and make them realize they need to go back to their own beds. However, once they got there they couldn't sleep. In each others company they could sleep fine, but apart it was sweet agony. They would both lie in their own beds and think about each other. For Logan, this was all relatively new. Sure, he had experience with Lilly (and a few sluts just to keep his lonesome self from thinking about how much he just wanted to die), but none of it was anything like this. There was this new feeling every time he touched Veronica. His whole body goes tingly-numb and it is all he can do to move. That only lasts for a second or two and it is as if someone set fire to his body and he is back to old horny Logan. Part of him loves that feeling and cannot get enough of it. However, he cannot, for the life of him, tell exactly what that feeling is. There is a similar one that he gets when he sees her in the hallway and he has to restrain himself from running to her and kissing her. That feeling he doesn't like at all. He wants so badly to tell everyone about him and Veronica that he can taste it. So, instead of doing what it is he wants to, he just clinches and un-clinches his fists. After a long day at school he has marks in palms where his fingernails hit.
The bell rings and students pour into the hallway. He hates that second numb feeling now (not to mention his palms ache) and thinks about a different route to his next class so he doesn't have to walk past her locker. But he has to see her. He has to talk to her. "Hey" he says as he leans up against the other lockers and stares out into the passing crowd. "Hey." "Um, I was wondering about tomorrow night, I'd like to see a movie." "And that is different than any other night because......." "No I mean go to a movie," he paused, "with you." He waited for an answer, and when one didn't come, he continued, "I don't care which one, as long as it is with you." "Logan," she started without looking at him, "you do realize that we would run the risk of being seen in public." He wanted to grab her, say "How is this for public?", and passionately kiss her in front of everyone. But, instead, he said "I know, but we can risk it." She finally looked at him and searched his face for a sign of who knows what. He grinned at her hopefully while greatly suppressing the urge to hug her. She finally said "yes" just as the bell was about to ring. Logan had to keep himself from grinning like an ass for the rest of the day.
It has been a couple of weeks since they began their sneaky, secret relationship. To his surprise they were not always making out and feeling each other up. Sometimes they just held each other, drifting in and out of the realms of peaceful sleep while watching a movie in his boat house; or on a blanket on the beach in the middle of the night. But wherever they were, the distant sound of a boat, a car horn, or a dog barking would bring them back to reality and make them realize they need to go back to their own beds. However, once they got there they couldn't sleep. In each others company they could sleep fine, but apart it was sweet agony. They would both lie in their own beds and think about each other. For Logan, this was all relatively new. Sure, he had experience with Lilly (and a few sluts just to keep his lonesome self from thinking about how much he just wanted to die), but none of it was anything like this. There was this new feeling every time he touched Veronica. His whole body goes tingly-numb and it is all he can do to move. That only lasts for a second or two and it is as if someone set fire to his body and he is back to old horny Logan. Part of him loves that feeling and cannot get enough of it. However, he cannot, for the life of him, tell exactly what that feeling is. There is a similar one that he gets when he sees her in the hallway and he has to restrain himself from running to her and kissing her. That feeling he doesn't like at all. He wants so badly to tell everyone about him and Veronica that he can taste it. So, instead of doing what it is he wants to, he just clinches and un-clinches his fists. After a long day at school he has marks in palms where his fingernails hit.
The bell rings and students pour into the hallway. He hates that second numb feeling now (not to mention his palms ache) and thinks about a different route to his next class so he doesn't have to walk past her locker. But he has to see her. He has to talk to her. "Hey" he says as he leans up against the other lockers and stares out into the passing crowd. "Hey." "Um, I was wondering about tomorrow night, I'd like to see a movie." "And that is different than any other night because......." "No I mean go to a movie," he paused, "with you." He waited for an answer, and when one didn't come, he continued, "I don't care which one, as long as it is with you." "Logan," she started without looking at him, "you do realize that we would run the risk of being seen in public." He wanted to grab her, say "How is this for public?", and passionately kiss her in front of everyone. But, instead, he said "I know, but we can risk it." She finally looked at him and searched his face for a sign of who knows what. He grinned at her hopefully while greatly suppressing the urge to hug her. She finally said "yes" just as the bell was about to ring. Logan had to keep himself from grinning like an ass for the rest of the day.