Me. Worry Shined Through His Eyes So Much I Could Feel The Intensity On My Skin. My Heart Was Racing And But I Was Done With My Tears. I Lay Back Down, Kind of Far From Him And Looked Up. It Was Dark, Real Dark. I Took in the Stars And The Moon Light, The Sounds Of Snap! Crackle! Pop! Coming From The Tree’s As The Wind Blew Strong, Whipping My Hair Around My Face And Neck. “It’s so Night out” No Sooner Then the Words Came out I Was Stiffing a Laugh at How Stupid That Sounded. I Leaned Up And Looked Over At Logan Who Was Staring At Me With A Raised Eye Brow, And A Smirk. “I Meant It’s a Pretty Night” I Laughed this Time. Logan Laughed Shortly After And Pushed his Hand Through His Hair And Shot Me A Really Sexy Smirk. I Almost Melted. It Was Seriously The Hottest Thing I’ve Ever Seen. I Tackled Him And Pinned Him Down Under Me On The Grass. Looking Into His Eyes I Realized… I Also Love Logan. Maybe Even More than Greg. Huh, Who Would Have Thought? He Shot Me A Sideways Glance In Confusion. I Jumped Up And Took His Hand And Helped Him Up. Dropping It Right After He Looked Standing. I Couldn’t Let Him Know I Loved Him, 1. Friendship Goes Down The Drain. 2. I Can’t Stand Rejection. He Stood In front Of Me in The Piggy Back Position And I Hopped On With A Smile. Just Cause I’m not telling him, Doesn’t Mean I Stop Being His Best friend. Right? I Laughed When he Started Running Like A Goof. Almost Tripping A Gazillion times, And When I Made it Home He Walked Up Stairs But I Walked To The Kitchen. I Got A Bottle of Water And Ran Up The Stairs And Into my Room To Find Logan in Boxers On My Bed With His Eyes Shut. He Looked Cute When he Was Sleeping. He Had No Shirt On And The Boxers He Was Wearing Were Black And Baggy. “Oh No, your Supposed to Watch Me Sleep, Not the Other Way Around” I laughed. His Eyes Shot Open and He Pulled Me by My Waist beside him. He kissed My Temple And Made A Big “Muuwah” Sound When He Pulled Away. He Smirked And Grabbed My Water Gulping Down About 2 Quarters Of It. I Dropped My Jaw And Yanked It Back before He Could Drink Anymore. “Ass” I Smiled. I took A Sip And put It On My Bedside Table. I Got up And Walked over To My Dresser And Opened The Drawer. “I’m Going to Get On My Pj’s” I pulled Out A Pair Of Grey Boxers And A Tight Black Tank Top And Put Them On The Edge Of My Bed. I Was Trying To Pull Of My Sweater, But My Body Got Stuck And I Was Struggling With No Hands. “A Little Help, Please?” I Was Asking Annoyed. I Heard Him Get off the Bed and I Felt His Hands Go up My Waist, Then My Sides, My Arms, Shoulders, And Then My Shirt Was Riding up Past My Chest and Bra with My Sweater. I Felt My Cheeks Get Hot When I Saw Logan Was Smirking With His Sexy Smirk And His Eyes Full Of Laughter. I Was Tugging At My Shirt For it To Go Down But I Was All Wet From My Tears And Sweaty From The Running So It Stuck Like Glue. I Was Getting Embarrassed And Frustrated. Logan Was Calling my Name Between Each Attempt. “Iz”. I Rubbed My Hand On My Stomach And It Felt All Wet And Gross. I Sighed And Began Stretching It Out.. “Iz!”. I Groaned And Screamed “What!”. Logan Grabbed My Wrists And Looked At Me With A Smile Of Laughter. “Relax” He Said And Let Go. My Face Felt Burning Red When He Moved His Hands Gently Across My Chest. He Pulled My Sweaty, Wet Gross Shirt Over My head And Threw it On The Floor. He Grabbed My Tank Top Of The Bed And Put It Over My Head And Paused. “Lift” he Said Whispering Near My Ear. I raised My Arms in the Air and He Pulled in through Each Arm and Then down My Stomach to My Waist. “There” He Smiled. “Need Help With your Pants?” he Smirked. “No.” I Rolled My Eyes. I Didn’t Want To Show him How Breathless He Made Me Just With My Top. Who Knows How Lame And Gross I Would Look When He Touches My legs And- I Shivered At The Thought. Logan Caught My Unsteady Balance And Held On To Me. “You Okay?” He Laughed. I nodded And Motion him Away. “Go you Perv” I Smiled And Gave Him A Small Push. When He Jumped On My Bed I Paused. He’s Seen me Naked, What Was I So Worried About? I Breathed In And Then Out. I Wasn’t Worried. I Pulled Down My Pants One Leg At A Time And Then Reached To Grab My Boxers When Logan Jumped Out Of Bed And Grabbed Them First. Standing Before Me He Chanted “You Want Themm?” He Extended His “M” And Smiled, Teasing Me. “Yes, Yes I Do” I Laughed. “Now Give Em’Back” I Swatted For Them. “Nope” He Winked And Held Them High Above His Head. “Fine” I Ran And Tackled Him Panties And All. He Wrapped His Arm Around My Waist, Grabbing Hold Of Me Like A Prisoner. “Let Me Go!” I Was Screaming And Laughing At The Same Time. I Finally Got Them And Dangled Them in His Face Before Pulled Them up My Thighs And Crashed Down Onto My Bed. He Pushed His Hand Through His Hair And Collapsed On Top Of Me With A Thud. I Groaned A Wrapped My Arms Around His Neck, Pushing Him Away. “Nice Boxers” he Said Checking Me From Top To Bottom. Rubbing His Finger Over The Edge Of The Top Of Them. “I Like Yours Too” I Winked And Tried Pushing him Again, Hoping That Was Distracting Him, But He Didn’t Budge. I Groaned and Gave Up. “You Suck” I Reached Over And Took A Sip Of My Water, Then Placed It Back. “Love you Too!” He Laughed But Didn’t Move. He Just Lay There Over My. I Scratched My Finger Nails Through His Deep Black Hair. He Looked So Emo, But It Was Really Sexy. I Laughed When I Heard Him Moan From Beneath His Throat. I knew It Turned Him On, but It Also Helped Him Sleep, He Has Troubles Sleeping Sometimes. Believe It Or Not, Before I Realized I Had Feelings For Logan, This Is the Kind Of Stuff We Did All The Time.. Although It Wasn’t Till Now That I Really Liked The Feel Of Him Holding Me, On Me, We Still Used To Do This Stuff Before Greg Happened. Greg… No! I mentally shook myself And Looked Up And Logan. I Felt A Tear Escape my Eye. The Mental Shake Didn’t Shake Greg Right out Of My Mind. “Hold Me?” I Felt Myself Asking Before I Could Stop It. I Bit My Lip Thinking What If He Rejected My Request? What If He Laughed? What If he Found Out I Really Love Him, And It Ruin Our Friendship? What If I’m Left Alone? I Really Don’t Want To Be Alone, I Need Logan, My Thought Were Interrupted Me Warm Hands On My Waist. Logan Moved His Hand Up My Shirt To Rest On My Stomach. Ever Since I Was Little I Loved Having A Hand On My Stomach, Logan Was The Only One I Ever Told That, And He Knows Just When To Put It There. “Night” I Yawned And Laughed. “Night Dork” He Yawned Like It Was A Chain Reaction And Laughed, But Was Still So Seriously Gripped Around My Stomach. When my Eyes Got Heavy, I Fell Asleep.
Struggle's.
There Was A Struggle On my Stomach and It Made Me Shoot up In Pain. I looked Down And There Were hands Still On My Stomach. I Followed Them To Logan. His Eye's Were Squeezed Shut And He Was Sweating and Clentching His Teeth. He Was Having A Nightmare. I Curled Up into his chest, Turning To Face Him. "Logan" I Whispered In His Ear. He Didnt move, His Grip Just Got Tighter And My Stomach Hurt Badly. I Held In My Pain And Watched Logan. "Logan, Wake Up" I Said Softly. He Bit His Lip And His Grip Tightened. I Whinced in Pain. "Logan, Please, Your Hurting me" I Said Between My Held In Breaths. His Grip Loosened And He Stopped Biting His Lip. "Iz I'm So Sor-" "Its Okay, Crap, Your Lip Is Bleeding" I Said And Shuffled And Turned On The Bedside Lamp. I Looked Over At The Clock. 3:32am. I Got Up And Grabbed A Damp Cloth From The Bathroom. I Walked Back Into The Room And Layed Down On The Bed. He Looked So Shooken Up. "Come Here" I Said And Pulled Him Closer To me. I Wiped The Tip Of The Cloth To His Lip And The Edge Turned Red. What Made Him Do That? He Was So Shooken, And Hurt, And Out Of It. What Was He Dreaming? What Scared Him? What Made Him Tighten So Much That He Hurt Me? He Has Never Done That Before. I Was Rambling In my Head When Logan Shot Me Out of It. "You okay? He Asked. I Completely Ignored The Question And Asked "Logan, What Did you Dream About?" I Asked Touching The Cloth Again. He Sighed. I Tried Reading His Emotions. If He Was Angry, Like Maybe He Has A Dream About Greg. Or Sad, Maybe A Dream About Me And Greg. Or Maybe Just Anything, But There Was Nothing. There Was No Emotion Except Regret And Worry For Me. "Its Noting Iz, Let's Just Go To Sleep, Okay, Please?" He Asked. Examining Me. "Logan, Please, What Was It?" I Asked, My Voice Cracking. His Eyes Showed Worry And Regret Still. Clear As Day. Well, Night. I Rambled In My Head With My Thought. He Hugged Me And Kissed My Forhead. "I'm So Sorry I Hurt You" He Said. "Its Oka-" He Stopped Me And Lifted Up My Tank Top. There Was A Black And Blue Bruising On My Stomach. It Was Pretty Big, And Hell Did It Sting And Ache. I Looked Down And Then At Him. He Touched It So Lightly And I Almost Screamed In pain. His Eyes Were Watering. "I Am So, So Sorry, I Didnt Know I Was That Stron-" He Started But I Stopped Him. Enough Apologies. "It Doesnt Hurt That Much, I Just Want To Know If Your Okay" I Lyed, And Asked. "Go To Sleep iz, Im Going To Be Okay, I Promise" He Told Me. I Hated Him Lying To Me, But I Knew He Would Just Cut Away The Pain In The Morning. I Nodded, Holding Back The Tears In My Eyes. I Took His Hand And Entwined Out Fingers. "Im Here" I Said. I Placed The Wet Bloody Cloth On The Side Table And Turned Off
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