"You are like an itch in my heart, that I can not scratch away. My hands don't go that deep." - Logan
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12.Crushes, dreams and first loves
(Alexandra)
It was Leo shine. His hair was like a halo over his head and he talked like he was singing. And he...
He is holding my hand. He is shaking my hand. Ooh. God
And Logan was glaring at them. Oh, he looks so hot when he gets angry. Oh so handsome. And hot. And sexy. Did she mention hot?
Why was he always looking so effortlessly hot? Why, oh why? Her feeble heart couldn't take so much of that. It was already on the brink of going insane.
She wanted to push that frown off his lips. His lips. Oh, yes. Those lips.
She could still taste his kiss, him, smell his after shave and Cologne, smell his essence, and it made her feel dizzy. It was
