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Logan Henderson Imagine(Jealous much?)

"Logan?" you call out to your now lost boyfriend. You both were out to dinner to celebrate your twelve month anniversary and it was probably the most special day in your life. A year with the man you love and much more years to come.

"I'm right here!" he calls, rushing by your side. He grabs your hand and leads you through the throng of paparzzi outside the mall. They were all concerned about Logan, something about his release of the fourth and final album of Big Time Rush. You didn't mind him doing interviews, it's just that every single person wanted to ask him questions or they'd pry it on on you. Though last time you did an interview, eh roughly about two weeks ago, people assumed your were pregnant with the popstar's baby. It's truly amazing what some people will believe. 

A little girl tugs on Logan's navy shirt, begging him for a picture. Being the amazing person he is, he spent about six minutes with the little girl. You decided you'd sit on the bench and wait a bit until the photographers go away. It was was to frustrating for you. You were playing on your phone when a blonde haired beauty came up to you.

"Uh, hey," he says. "Do you know how to get to the pet shop from here? If you haven't noticed I'm a little lost."

You chuckle. "Yeah, you just take a right from this corner and it'll lead you to a shopping center. It actually is in it."

"Thank you. What's wrong? You seem a bit lonely."

"Ahh, my boyfriend's being destroyed in that crowd over there," you say pointing to the paps. "But hey, what can you do?"

The blondie sits next to you, pulling out his phone. He goes on twitter automatically, seeing that your boyfriend is no other than Logan Henderson. He laughs a bit, joking with you about the competiton of all the girls.

"Hey! I never found out your name!" you say playfully hitting him.

"Chad," he says cheekily. "Chad youdon'tneedtoknow."

You roll your eyes jokingly. "Good one. Last time I heard that I fell off my dinosaur."

"Oh really? So that makes you what? Millions of years old? You don't look a day over twenty."

"Well, thank you," you smile. You see Logan staring at you as he signs another autograph for a fan. You send him a funny glare, but he doesn't laugh. He doesn't do anything.

"Anyways, I probably should get going," Chad says, shoving his iPhone in his pocket. "It was nice talking to you, Briony. Maybe we can meet up sometime?"

"I have a boyfriend, remember?"

"And I have a girlfriend. Your problem with that is..?"

"Her problem with that is her boyfriend's right here," Logan answers for you. "And I suggest you get going unless you'd like to be pubicaly humiliated."

Logan points to the camera crew behind him as Chad shifts to his other leg. "I'm not scared of you."

"Guys!" Logan yells out for his friends. James, Kendall, and Carlos appear behind Chad, grabbing him tightly. "Get this thing out of here. Oh, and take this camera and put it on your youtube, James. I'm sure his girlfriend would love to see what he does when she's not with him." He smirks as Chad looks like he's going to cry. They take him away as Logan wraps his arm around your shoulder.

"I love you, you got that?" he tells you. "What a jerk. You're mine!"

He took your hand in the moonlight. You felt so protective and secure in his presents, that you just had to call him by his lovely nickname. 'I love you' was the only words you wanted to hear in the world. I love you' was the message of bells that rang in your ears, as yiu had become one of his to cherish. The way Logan said it made you go numb, made you want to hug him forever, made you want to spend the rest of your life with him.

"I love you too, Logiebear," you tell him heading into the restraunt.

"I told you not to call me that in public!" he whines.

You felt Logan's lucious lips, soft like cotton, meet your own lips. Parting your lips slightly, leaning in towards him, Logan was gentle and delicate. The kiss, gaining in strength, until you found yourself wrapped up in him. The waiter taps on both yours and Logan's shoulder.

"Sorry for uh, interupting, but your table is ready," she says shlyly as you break apart.