My Brothers Possessive Best Friend 2

Present day.

Being a student at James Smith High felt something along the lines of being in a comedy show. You had your jocks, Barbie cheerleaders, nerds, loners, teacher’s pet, and then there was me. Being twins with the school’s football quarter back, I was well known, and not messed with. What made it feel like a comedy show was the fact that if I wasn’t with Logan or Blake, I was by myself, giving me the ability to be able to sit back and just watch everyone’s different dramas unfold ... and I laughed at everyone.

I’m not a complete bitch, honestly.

“Lace!” I turned around and saw Logan running over. He sat down next to me underneath the tree. “I wondered where you were.” He leant on his elbow, keeping his balance, and stretched out the rest of his body in front of me. I couldn’t help but look him up and down quickly before Logan noticed.

Damn. Puberty did you good Logan.

Stop it Lacey! Blake’s best friend! Blake’s best friend!

Seeing Logan’s fingers snap in front of my face I came out of my little day dream. “You okay lace?” My heart skipped a beat like it usually did when he called me that. He was the only one that called me that. Well, he was the only one that I allowed to call me that.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine.” I smiled down at him. With the weather being unbelievably hot, he only had on khakis and a white v-neck. He was easily over 6ft with muscles you only got when you spent days on end in the gym. He had girls drooling over him left right and centre. I was sad to say that I was one of them. But I couldn’t do what the other girls did. Which is trying at every possibility to get with him? I could never get with him! Blake would start doing back flips on the spot and spitting fire.

Okay so exaderation slightly ... maybe ... possibly.

But you get the point. His friendship/bromance with Logan would end on the spot and he would never look at me the same. Plus, it wasn’t as if Logan knew about my feelings. If he did I’m pretty sure I would get laughed at in my face. I knew he saw me as the ‘brother’s sister’, not as anything else.

“Where’s Blake?” I asked him. He huffed out and rested his head on my lap. God I hated it when he did things like this! Okay so I didn’t actually I freaking loved it. But I hated the effect he always had on me!

“Off with some other chick. We’re meant to be practising on the field all lunch but ... yeah.” I began stroking his hair, knowing that it calmed him down when Blake pissed him off. He’s my brother and I love him to bits but even I have to admit, sometimes he could be a dick.

“Who is it this time?”

“The new girl.”

“There’s a new girl!?” He looked up from my lap and smirked at me.

“I envy you Lace.” He said and it made my heart skip a beat.

“W-what makes you say that?”

“You’re just so content with sitting back you know. Letting everyone doing their own thing whilst you just sit back and chill. You’re not wrapped up in all of it. I wish I could do that.” I couldn’t help but smile.

“It’s not that hard.”

“That’s the thing.” He said as he brought his hand up to grab my arm that was stroking his hair. “It is Lace. It’s as if everyone needs to be at the top you know. It drives me insane!”

“Well, it does help if you have no fucks to give.” He chuckled at my comment and dropped his hand from my arm. Dammit! “And plus, you should be focusing on school more anyway. Just one year and the little high school safety bubble is going to pop.”

“Like I’m going to pop your cherry.”

I froze on the spot.

His didn-

Did he just?

Did I just he-

“Relax Lace.” He smirked at me. “Blake isn’t here to bite me head off.” He winked up and me before turning to his head to scoff at someone.

“W-what?” I ask, still stunned. He wasn’t usually like that. So when he was it really shocked me.

“There’s a new boy to accompany the new girl. Brother and sister.” I looked in Logan’s direction to see his face all screwed up as he stared the new boy down. Lifting my head my eyes landed on a muscular frame with half the schools girl population surrounding him. He stood tall, enjoying the blatant attention he was getting. With dark, ripped jeans, a simply t-shirt and a leather jacket he had the bad boy look down to a T. His long arm reached up to stroke a girls face. Watching her swoon and giggle to her friends when he took it away I then watched him place the same hand on a completely different girls ass. I couldn’t help but growl in his direction. I’d give it a month before he’d work his way through each and every last one of the girls. I hated boys like that with a passion. They get handed everything they want on a silver platter with an added free back rub if they wanted it.

“Glad to see someone agrees with me.” Looking down at Logan I felt my cheeks tint red as he stared at me very intently. As if he’d been watching me the whole time.

“Yeah, guess you could say that.” I took my hand away from his hair and placed it on the ground behind me so I could lean on them. “He looks too cocky.” He chuckled before grabbing my hand and placing it back where it was before. My heat did a little leap skip and jump in my chest.

“Maybe you should go talk to him. He’d want to move schools by the time you’re done with him.” I lightly tugged at his hair for teasing but couldn’t help but laugh as well. It was a well known fact that us Kelly’s had a mean temper. Many people had crossed me and my brother to know that.

“Or maybe I should leave him alone. I’d give it two months tops before they all realise how much of a cocky, egotistical little player he is.”

“Not your type then?”

No, you are.

“You could say that.” I laughed.

“How come I never see you with any guys Lace?” The question took me back a bit. He’d never ever asked a question like that before. Not even one that could be possibly considered in the same field as that type of question.

“Hey, I have a guy!”

“Your guitar doesn’t count beautiful.” There goes that leap skip and jump again. Does he really think I’m beautiful?

“Then no.” He started laughing loudly. And I mean a full gut wrenching laugh. The type of laugh where everyone on the field looked our way. New guy included. But I couldn’t give a damn. Looking at Logan I started laughing along. But just not as loudly as he was.

When he finally stopped he wiped the tears from his eyes and leant up on his elbows so that he was facing me. “You’ll find someone Lace. Eventually, maybe.” He winked at me before getting up and running off, knowing fully what was coming after.

Getting up myself I began to run after him. By the way, this isn’t the part where I say that he was gone before I could get to the double doors because of how slow I am, because I’m not. Having Blake as a brother and a Father like mine meant I trained twice as hard. “Logan you bitch!” He ran down the empty corridors before ducking into a blacked out classroom. Great, the doofus wants to play hide and seek.

Entering the classroom I looked around for any ajar doors or feet sticking out from underneath the desks. Nothing. Dammit!

“Loooogan.” I cooed. I heard his throaty laugh. The one that made me feel weak at the knees.

Concentrate Lacey you’re in attack mode god dammit!

Breathing in and out I advanced towards the back of the classroom. In a slightly crouched position I kept my senses on high alert. He cannot win at all costs! I knelt to the floor and swept my eyes over the classroom at that level. Still nothing! Where the hell is he!? Placing my hands on the desk in front of me I looked around thinking where he could be. Because I knew for a fact that he was in here. I purposely closed the door so I’d hear it if it opened and there was no other way out of here!

I stood in that position for a couple of minutes. Damn, I hate how good he is at this. Just as I was going move and shout out that I gave up two hands were placed on the desk on either side of mine. I could smell his cologne. That smell was embedded into my memory for ever. “You know.” He whispered into my ear causing a shiver to go down my spine. God! He didn’t notice did he? “I quite enjoy watching you look for me. It makes the fact that you want me so bad even more true.” My eyes grew so big I pretty sure It looked like I’d just seen a flying naked fairy doing an Irish dance in front of my face.

He knew!

He fucking knew!

Feeling him lightly press his whole body into the back of mine I had to fight against the melting feeling I had in every bone in my body so badly.

“W-what you on about?” I asked so quietly I’m surprised he even heard me. He gave me a low throaty chuckle in my ear.

“You. You’re mine Lace. No one else’s.” I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t speak. However Logan the twit got off me and left the room with a smug on his face.

What the fuck just happened!?

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