My Brothers Possessive Best Friend 5
My Brothers Possessive Best Friend
Sitting at the lunch table next to Blake and surrounded by his basketball buddies I kept my head down in my lyric book. Shielding it so that no one around me could see what I was writing and humiliate me until the day I die.
I was comfortable where I was sitting until I felt someone jab me in the arm. Looking until I saw Danny, one of the basketball players, smiling at me. I took my ear phone out and smiled back at him.
âYeah?â
âWe need a girlâs opinion.â It was only then that I realised that I had the whole tableâs attention.
âOn what exactly?â
âDude no thatâs my sister! I donât want to hear about anything like that from her.â Seeing Blakeâs reaction I already had a rough guess as to what the boyâs were talking about.
âJust one question! If you had to choose between Logan and Dylan, who would you chose?â Looking from Dannyâs smirking face over to where the two boys in question sat I felt myself blushing. Logan obviously! But itâs not like I could say that out loud with Blake sitting right next to me.
âDylan obviously.â I smirked. I couldnât help the little twinge in my heart I felt when I saw Loganâs face drop. But soon after I saw a smirk. A smirk that made me quiver and know that he was up to something. A flicker flashback took back to last week when Logan had cornered me and told me that I was his. Making the quivering feeling multiply by a million.
âKnew it!â Dylan high fived Jay sitting next to him and went to high five Logan but soon dropped his hand when he saw the look he got given.
I put my earphone back in and went back to my lyric book. I was in my own world not paying any attention to anyone or anything going on around me. To be honest, that how I was the majority of the time. I wasnât exactly what people would call âsociableâ.
I felt a warmth at my side and I looked up to see Logan in the seat that I thought that Blake was sitting in, but wasnât, and noticed that the whole table was empty apart from me and Logan.
âSo.â He was too close for me to think properly. He had his arm around my shoulder and was mere inches away from my face.
âS-so.â I repeated.
âYou prefer Dylan over me then?â He tilted his head to the side and his smirk deepened. âWell?â He picked up my hand and started playing with my fingers.
âWe-we-w-well.â I stopped talking and breathed in and out deeply. What the hell is this boy doing to me!?
âWell what?âHis nose lightly skimmed up my neck making me shiver. Why is he doing this to me? What if Blake was to come back? What if he saw Logan like this over me? He would kill him!
âL-logan.â I almost whispered. I couldnât focus on anything else but him. I noticed every little thing he did. His smell was surrounding me and his smile, his breath takingly beautiful smile, was locking me in place. I couldnât move. He was always so intoxicating when he was around me. I couldnât help it. If anything I hated it. He was Blakeâs best friend for godâs sake.
But it was Logan.
âI donât care how many times I have to say this for it to be clear to you Lace. Youâre mine. Mine and nobody elseâs.â His hand which was playing with my fingers interlocked our fingers and he tightens his hold. âSo get rid of any ideas of anyone else.â He looked at me dead in the eye. All traces of joking about gone. He was dead serious.
âOkay.â I whispered. I was surprised he even heard me but the smile on his face told me he did. I felt his lips on my cheek. They lingered there for a moment before they went to my ear and he whispered in my ear.
âGood.â My heart was jumping repeatedly in my chest. What did I just do?
Before I had time to blink the bell had rung and he was gone, once again. Dammit that boy needs to stop running away from me!
He just basically ... technically ... kind of ... just called me his. He just said that I was his and no one elseâs right? And that I shouldnât think of anybody else. Thatâs what he just said right? Didnât he?
I could feel my breathing getting deeper with the realisation of what actually just happened. Itâs times like this where I canât help but think that I need a new friend. Preferably a girl. Just so that I can un load all of this onto them and feel ten times better. I think. That is how all the girl crap works right?
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âSo youâre awfully quite over there.â Looking over at Blake as he drove us home I was rendered speechless. I always tell him everything but here I am, head full of Logan and body still tingling whenever I think about how he touched me and thereâs Logan, right in the back damn seat smirking away at himself as if heâs just won the lottery as is about to spend his winnings.
âJust erm, just had a long day.â I muttered. I could hear him snickering to himself.
Jerk.
âSo why exactly is Logan coming home with us again?â I could feel my face turn up into a scowl. In the lessons after Lunch I had devised a plan for the whole situation. I would just avoid him like the plague. That way he would eventually get the point that I didnât want anything to do with him in that sense. It was complete and utter horse shit obviously but I couldnât be the reason that Blake lost his best friend, or ended up in jail even.
âWeâre playing in the back yard for a while.â Blake answered.
Greeeeeeeeat because that just totally has NOT put an image of a shirtless Logan dripping in sweat in my head.
I could see a hand pop up from the corner of my eye and then felt his breath in my ear. âOr I could come play with you.â He whispered. I gasped at his remark and then looked at Blake. Expecting him to take one hand off the wheel and one handed beat Logan up. But no, if anything he had a tiniest of tiny smirks pulling at the corner of his lips.
What the fucking fuck!
Blake hadnât even killed the engine before I was out of the car and running towards the front door. You can think twice if you think Iâm waiting around for more Logan teasing. Leaving the door open for the two boys I ran upstairs and locked my door behind me.
Logan. That was all I could think about. It was as if there were billions and billions of tiny hot Loganâs running around inside my head banging against it giving me a constant reminder of his presence.
A distraction! Thatâs exactly what I needed right now. Dumping my bag at the end of my bed I grabbed my guitar from its stand and got comfy on my bed, resting it on my knee. Stroking it lightly I smiled in content. Come on baby do your stuff.
Strumming away I put anything and everything thatâs happened today or over the last week and focused all my energy into what I was doing in the moment.
So thatâs how I spent the majority of my evening. I freaked when I looked at the clock for the first time and realised that it was past 10. Placing my guitar down on the stand I went down stairs into the kitchen to grab some food. I didnât expect to run into a half naked Logan standing next to the refrigerator gulping down a bottle of mountain dew.
Damn damn damn damn DAMN the lords have given the gracious fully today!
âYou might want to stop that, youâll start drooling.â Snapping out of my half naked Logan filled day dream my head snapped his way to see him smirking. Great, heâd seen me looking at him and now Iâm going to be humiliated because of it.
âSo Lace.â He stalked towards me with a devilish grin on his face. It made him look so handsome, but still, he is devil spawn. Devil spawn I tell you!
âDid you know that Blake has gone out for the whole night? The only reason he left me here was so that there was someone to look after you.â
Great, my brother feels the need to give me a baby sitter. Iâd never really looked at Logan when he had his top off, fearing that Blake would catch me and ban me from ever seeing him again. But knowing that he wasnât even in the house I couldnât help but let my eyes run over his body. Paying close attention to his eight pack and deep, mouth watering v line that led down to hi-
Lace! Mind out of the gutter!
Physically shaking my head I looked up to see Logan towering over me. Moving away a little quicker my back hit the wall and my eyes opened in panic. He placed one hand above my head and used his other hand to hook one finger underneath my chin and made me look up at him. Â âYou know you can look if you want Lace.â He pressed his body, his half naked body, onto mine. âIf anything itâs a turn on actually. You get that look in your eyes that makes me want to take you into a locked room all night.â
âLogan donât say things like that.â I breathed. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.
Is it me or is it hot in here?
âWhy not beautiful?â His lips were on my neck gently sucking at certain spots making me lose of common sense.
âBecause when you say things like that I actually want you to do them.â His lips on my neck sucked harder and I felt his teeth graze over the skin. Doing that made my breathing go deeper. God it felt so good! My hands went up and one went into his hair and grabbed hold of it whilst the other one dug hard into his back. Logan groaned at the back of his throat and wrapped his hands around my waist. Itâs as if his body melted into mine perfectly. He pulled his head up and looked at me breathlessly.
âDonât say something like that Lace.â
âWhy not.â
âBecause you drive me crazy and we, weâre going to be perfect baby. So weâre going to wait for the perfect moment. But for now Iâll take all the teasing and making you hot for me that I can get.â Before I could even contemplate what heâd just said his lips swooped in and crashed against mine. It took me a few seconds to realise that he was kissing me. Logan Kyle was kissing me.