Logan Walker.

The fucking adrenaline junkie, rude, car enthusiast of a guy that was currently your beloved boyfriend. Logan loved cars, and he loved you, kinda. You knew he loved cars atleast! The you part was questionable.

Anyways, unluckily for you the universe decided that instead of your obsession and hobby being something odd, or something nice, like painting, your hobby got to be Logan Walker.

Fucking Logan. Out of all the guys that made you boy crazy it had to be the little rude boy that was miles out of your league.

He was popular, he was semi famous, everyone adored him, he was smart, he was handsome and attractive all round. So you had to have him. He consumed every single thought you had and he didn't even know.he didnt even know you existed.

You had to get his attention, you had to. But how?