The Actress and the Prince

•Chapter 19•

I woke up to the sound of the Spawn of Satan (my dog Ellie) barking. I groaned and slammed the pillow over my head, attempting to block out the noise. It didn't work very well. I groggily got up and walked to the source of the noise. The barking was coming from Logan's room.

Confused, I opened the door. Logan was playing with Ellie, making her nub wag and her big mouth to produce a loud and obnoxious bark. Logan was shirtless. God, was he toned. Logan saw me and waved me over. I say down on the floor next to him.

"Your dog is adorable," he picked Ellie up and rubbed his hand over her ears, causing her leg to kick. She loved it when people rubbed her behind the ears.

"Not when she's in one of her biting moods," I pet her head. Since Ellie was still a puppy, she loved biting things. Especially hands and toes. She had a hands and toes fedish.

"True," he agreed. Ellie curled up into a ball in his lap. "But she's sweet."

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Since I'm stuck in this house for God knows how long," Logan replied. "How about a movie marathon?"

"You took the words right out of my mouth," I grinned.

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"Who knew watching every single Harry Potter movie would take two days," I yawned and looked at the time. It was 1:00am. Logan nodded and looked down at me. I had absentmindedly lied down on his bare chest by the third movie. "I guess I'll go get some more movie - "

Logan stopped me from getting up. "Don't move yet," he mumbled, his voice sounding raspy from not talking much for hours. "You look so perfect right there."

"Yeah, well," I said. "Unless you want to watch the main menu titles over and over again, I'm going to go get some more movies."

Logan nodded and let me go. I went upstairs and grazed my fingers along the spines of the movies until I found about eight more movies to watch. Seven of which were Disney movies.

Logan was in the kitchen making some Easy Mac when I returned. I smiled, setting the movies down on the counter. "So I thought we could watch all of my favorite Disney movies," I said. "And Mean Girls."

"That movie is my guilty pleasure," Logan finished up the Easy Mac, handing me a bowl full of perfectly cheesy Mac & Cheese.

"I thought Distant Melody was your guilty pleasure?" I wiggled my eyebrows causing him to blush.

"That, too."

We decided to watch Mean Girls first, since it was the ten year anniversary. It was also a Wednesday, which was one of the reasons why I had worn a pink shirt. Logan and I quoted pretty much the entire movie whilst eating our cheesy goodness.

Wow. I'm on my dream date right now.

I had always wanted to go on a date with a boy in which we ate Mac & Cheese and watched all of my favorite movies. That was exactly what Logan and I were doing. I was loving every single second of it. I didn't want it to end. It almost even slipped my mind why he was staying in my house.

That's when mom burst through the front door with a worried look on her face aimed at Logan.

I paused the movie. "Mom?" I asked as Logan and I both stood up. "What...?"

"Logan, you need to leave, you and Oliver," Mom went to Logan and told him with a stern look on her face.

"Leave?" He glanced back at me and then back to my mom. "Where would I go?"

"Anywhere but here," mom sighed. "They know who you are and where you are."

"How'd they find out?" I asked, gripping Logan's hand. He squeezed my hand, I squeezed back.

Mom sighed, "I honestly don't even have a clue. All I know is they're on their way. And you need to leave unless you want to - "

Logan held up his hand and turned to me. "I can't leave you," he pulled me in by the waist. "Would you come with me?"

"Come with you?" I asked. "Where?"

"To Alaysia," he replied. "That's where they'll take me. It'll be horrible without you."

I glanced at mom, her face still full of worry, but there was a hint of something else. It was admiration.

"Mom?"

"You can go," she smiled a small smile. "But you can't stay forever. Remember your college scholarship."

"I know mom," I hugged her. "I'd never miss out on the chance of a lifetime."

Logan placed his hand on my shoulder. "You should pack," he said.

"Yeah."

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