100th Caller

- Logan drabble for W0ahitzmari. I hope you like it. :) -Linda

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‘’Oh my gosh! I can’t believe you were the 100th caller!’’ Your friends squealed.
‘’I know right, I just can’t contain these emotions.’’ You shrieked of joy, jumping up and down.

The boys were going to pick you and your friends up to take you to their private show. You and your friends were sitting in your living room, waiting for the doorbell to ring. You were so nervous in your stomach that you couldn’t eat, which made you feel sick.

‘’Girls, I can’t do this!’’ You yelled, tapping your foot like a hummingbird heartbeat.
‘’Yes you can! You are going in that car with us, and you and Logan are going to fall in love and make pretty babies.’’ Your friends ranted. You laughed.
‘’Exactly my plan.’’ You said. You jumped up when the doorbell rang, but you were unable to move.

Your friends took you by the arms, pushing you towards the door.

‘’Open up, it’s your house.’’ They said, masking their nerves.

You opened up the door to see the driver standing there, leading you into the car. You walked in first, and were greeted by the Big Time Rush boys. They hugged each one of you, and you placed yourself next to Logan. You imagined him sitting next to you, or being with him before, you imagined all the things you would say or do, but now you were frozen. You looked him in the eyes as he kept smiling his crooked smile.

‘’Who are these lovely ladies we can take home.. I mean to the show?’’ Logan asked, grinning playfully. You looked at him with a mischievous smile.
‘’My name is (y/n). And these are my friends (insert names here).’’ You said.
‘’Why, what a beautiful name that is.’’ Logan said, taking your hand, kissing it.
‘’Thanks, I’ll let my parents know.’’ You said. The boys laughed.

The boys were talking to your friends as the driver brought you to the destination. Logan kept staring at you with his creepy stare James once talked about in an interview with Fanlala. When you looked up at him, he smiled, which showed off his dimple.

‘’What?’’ You asked, self-conscious.
‘’It’s just hard to look right at you, baby.’’ Logan whispered it in your ear. You eyed him, giving him a confused look.
‘’But here’s my number.’’ Logan slipped a card into your purse, making a phone gesture with his hands, mouthing ‘So call me.’
You pushed his arm, blushing.

‘’Very smooth, Henderson.’’ You said, while arriving at the show.