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@logandanes-blog
After a few minutes of walking in silence, Erin stops in her tracks. She turns and looks down at his hands noticing the blood on ‘em. She frowns slightly before grabs a hold of his hand and begins to examine it. “Logan…” She sighs. She doesn’t even know what to say at this point.
Logan sighs deeply and gently takes his hand away from her, totally embarrassed about his behavior. “Look, that guy had no fucking right to put his hands on you.”
She keeps her eyes on him, relaxing slightly when his face softens. Hesitantly, she grabs a hold of his hand. “Come on,” she says quietly as she begins to walk away totally leaving the dude lying on the ground but i mean what are you suppose to do in this situation ok.
Without a word he follows her out of the bar, not even looking at the guy he literally maimed a few minutes ago okay.
As he continues to brutally beat the crap out of this dude, Erin’s losing her mind and freaking the fuck out bc who wouldn’t. “Logan!” She tries one more time before grabbing his arm pulling him away as much as she could which probably isn’t much but w.e. “Please, Logan, stop.”
When he feels someone pulling on him he stops punching the dude and glances back, all the anger draining out of him when he see’s Erin looking terrified behind him.
She rubs her cheek still in total shock bc look if some stranger slapped you you would be too. When he asks her if she’s okay she gives him a small nod. When he punches the guy her eyes widen. As he continues, Erin does her best to grab a hold on him. “Logan! Logan, stop!”
He’s pissed the fuck off at this point that he can’t even hear Erin screaming behind him. He continues to punch the guys face in like a bunch of times, his knuckles are hurting but he doesn’t care ok.
“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”
“What the fuck is your problem, dude?” He pushes the guy away and turns back to Erin, “Are you alright?” When he makes sure she’s safely behind him he turns around and punches the dude in the face a bunch of times ok, he has anger issues.
diner dash || erin & logan
"Sorry to break it to you sweetheart but I'm never wrong." He keeps his eyes on her for a few moments before glancing away. "Believe me, I'm definitely not gonna forget you." Grinning, he leans back against the chair. "The plus side of being old, you get years and years to perfect your milkshake technique."
diner dash || erin & logan
He nodded his head, giving his dad a wave. “Pretty damn close. When I’m not working I’m always here and even sometimes if I’m working I’ll stop by for a few minutes.” He smiled, glancing down at her. “I wouldn’t mind that.” He can’t help but smirk when she rolls her eyes. “Fine, fine. Erin. I got it.”
Can’t help but smile as he speaks. “You’ve got this whole tough exterior going on, but I’m starting to think you’ve got a soft side.” Nods. “It’s a deal then. Don’t forget about it or else I’ll feel like a total idiot.” Returns his smirk. “Good to hear it, sir.”
He scoffed. “Me have a soft side? Please.” He smiled softly. “You really think I’d forget about you just like that?” He made a face. “Touché. You can call me Logan.”
She rolled her eyes again. “Fine keep on denying it if you want, but I know it’s in there somewhere. Just got to find it.” Blushes slightly but tries to keep her cool by shrugging a shoulder. “Well, it wouldn’t be the first time someone has.” Grins at him. “You sure? I think sir suits ya more nicely. Really acknowledges your age.”
"Believe me, many others have tried looking for it. I personally know it doesn't truly exist." Raising his eyebrows, he scoffs. "The people that forgot you are obviously idiots." Makes a face. "Is that your way of calling me old? Who knew someone with such an innocent face could be so cruel."
diner dash || erin & logan
He nodded his head, giving his dad a wave. “Pretty damn close. When I’m not working I’m always here and even sometimes if I’m working I’ll stop by for a few minutes.” He smiled, glancing down at her. “I wouldn’t mind that.” He can’t help but smirk when she rolls her eyes. “Fine, fine. Erin. I got it.”
Can’t help but smile as he speaks. “You’ve got this whole tough exterior going on, but I’m starting to think you’ve got a soft side.” Nods. “It’s a deal then. Don’t forget about it or else I’ll feel like a total idiot.” Returns his smirk. “Good to hear it, sir.”
He scoffed. "Me have a soft side? Please." He smiled softly. "You really think I'd forget about you just like that?" He made a face. "Touché. You can call me Logan."
diner dash || erin & logan
He nodded his head, giving his dad a wave. "Pretty damn close. When I'm not working I'm always here and even sometimes if I'm working I'll stop by for a few minutes." He smiled, glancing down at her. "I wouldn't mind that." He can't help but smirk when she rolls her eyes. "Fine, fine. Erin. I got it."
diner dash || erin & logan
"Did he now?" He shook his head, slightly embarrassed. "As you can tell my old man gets far too much joy out of teasing me." He raised his eyebrows. "You’ve only seen the first one? You are missing out. None are as good as the original as the first of course but they’re all worth watching." He couldn’t stop himself from glancing down at her lips, but not wanting to come off creepy he quickly looked away. "Say the word and I’ll be out of your hair, ma’am"
She let out a small giggle before shrugging a shoulder. “Yeah? I guess parents have this weird fascination with getting under our skin. It’s kind of cute in your case, though.” Tilts her head slightly. “I dunno, I’ve been meaning to watch the others, but life just kind of gets in the way.” Completely oblivious when his eyes glance down at her lips. Makes a face at him. “Ma’am? Seriously?” She laughs before shaking her head. “No, stay. I kind of like the company.”
He glanced over at his dad totally creeping on them from the kitchen. "Cute is definitely not the word I'd use to describe it." He nodded his head, picking up a straw wrapper and messing with it. "Understandable. But when you do get some free time, check em out. At least the 2003 remake so you can see just how bad ass Erin is." He chuckled softly. "We live in the south, what do you expect? If you'd like I can't go with sir."
diner dash || erin & logan
"Did he now?" He shook his head, slightly embarrassed. "As you can tell my old man gets far too much joy out of teasing me." He raised his eyebrows. "You've only seen the first one? You are missing out. None are as good as the original as the first of course but they're all worth watching." He couldn't stop himself from glancing down at her lips, but not wanting to come off creepy he quickly looked away. "Say the word and I'll be out of your hair, ma'am"
diner dash || erin & logan
He followed her gaze to the weirdo across the room, making a face when he noticed how he was practically gawking at her. “Do you know that guy?” He asked as he took a seat next to her instead of across, wanting to keep an eye on him.
Her brows furrowed slightly when he sat next to her. She kept her eyes on him as he spoke, examining every detail she could possibly get. She looked back at the guy when Logan questioned her then down at her hands, not wanting to make any sort of eye contact with him. “No. Not really, anyway. He’s in my history class, but we’ve never actually spoke before.”
He watched he guy, noticing that he was now looking away. “Be careful with him, yeah? He’s giving me terrible vibes.” Glancing over at the girl for the first time since he sat down, he extended his hand toward her. “I’m Logan.”
She nodded finally picking up her head and returning her gaze to Logan. She smiled as she took his hand in hers. “Yeah, your dad mentioned ya earlier. I’m Erin.”
He returned her smile, giving her hand a light squeeze. "Erin. Like Jessica Biels character from the Texas Chainsaw Massacre remake. Cool." Glancing back at he guy, he leaned a bit closer to her. "Sorry for invading your space, I just didn't want the guy ogling you anymore."
diner dash || erin & logan
He followed her gaze to the weirdo across the room, making a face when he noticed how he was practically gawking at her. “Do you know that guy?” He asked as he took a seat next to her instead of across, wanting to keep an eye on him.
Her brows furrowed slightly when he sat next to her. She kept her eyes on him as he spoke, examining every detail she could possibly get. She looked back at the guy when Logan questioned her then down at her hands, not wanting to make any sort of eye contact with him. “No. Not really, anyway. He’s in my history class, but we’ve never actually spoke before.”
He watched he guy, noticing that he was now looking away. "Be careful with him, yeah? He's giving me terrible vibes." Glancing over at the girl for the first time since he sat down, he extended his hand toward her. "I'm Logan."
diner dash || erin & logan
He followed her gaze to the weirdo across the room, making a face when he noticed how he was practically gawking at her. "Do you know that guy?" He asked as he took a seat next to her instead of across, wanting to keep an eye on him.
diner dash || erin & logan
Logan was struggling to get the food cooked as quickly as possible when he noticed that his Dad was missing. Sigh, he handed the spatula to the other cook and made his way into the dining area, where he found him chatting up a customer. He made his way over to them, arms crossed over his chest, and a grumpy look on his face. “Dad, what the hell are you doing? We’re swamped.” His dad muttered something about not being polite in front of the young lady and Logan finally glanced her way, surprised at how beautiful she actually was. “Uh— sorry.” He said quickly and glanced back at his dad, giving him a look.
Erin arched a brow as the scruffy looking guy began to lecture his father. The old man muttered something she couldn’t really hear, and then turned toward Logan when he apologized. She flashed him a small smile before shaking her head. “It’s my fault, really. I didn’t mean to keep him here. Sorry.” The old man stood up from his seat and asked Erin if she was ready to order. Her eyes returned to the man who still looked as grumpy as ever. “What’s your favorite shake?”
He was surprised by her question, no one ever asked for his opinion before. It was well known around Westfield that his dad was the nice one and he was the jerk. He shrugged. “I don’t really drink the shakes here, but our most popular one is the chocolate apparently.”
She gave him another smile before looking back at the old man. “I’ll take one chocolate shake then. Extra whip cream. I’m feeling rebellious today.”
He chuckled softly and turned to walk back to the kitchen not bothering to wait for his dad. Since there so many orders he took it upon himself to quickly make her shake. By the time his dad returned he had finished and was adding the whipped cream. "What?" He asked his father who was giving him a smirk not unlike his own. The older man teased him about how quickly he got the shake ready before returning into the kitchen resulting in an eye roll from him. Chocolate shake in hand, Logan returned to her table. "Chocolate shake, extra whip."
diner dash || erin & logan
Logan was struggling to get the food cooked as quickly as possible when he noticed that his Dad was missing. Sigh, he handed the spatula to the other cook and made his way into the dining area, where he found him chatting up a customer. He made his way over to them, arms crossed over his chest, and a grumpy look on his face. “Dad, what the hell are you doing? We’re swamped.” His dad muttered something about not being polite in front of the young lady and Logan finally glanced her way, surprised at how beautiful she actually was. “Uh— sorry.” He said quickly and glanced back at his dad, giving him a look.
Erin arched a brow as the scruffy looking guy began to lecture his father. The old man muttered something she couldn’t really hear, and then turned toward Logan when he apologized. She flashed him a small smile before shaking her head. “It’s my fault, really. I didn’t mean to keep him here. Sorry.” The old man stood up from his seat and asked Erin if she was ready to order. Her eyes returned to the man who still looked as grumpy as ever. “What’s your favorite shake?”
He was surprised by her question, no one ever asked for his opinion before. It was well known around Westfield that his dad was the nice one and he was the jerk. He shrugged. "I don't really drink the shakes here, but our most popular one is the chocolate apparently."
