My Brothers Possessive Best Friend 6

Head down you can’t see anyone. No eye contact means no one can spark up a conversation with you.

Occasionally bumping into a couple people I made my way silently to history where I knew that Logan would be sitting in there already. Like he had been with all the other classes I have with him for the past three days.

Yes that’s right. I’ve been avoiding him for three days solid. He’s tried talking to me, alone, on severely different occasions but I always found an accuse to be somewhere else ... or I just ran off somewhere he wasn’t.

I couldn’t be near him. I had his and Blake’s friendship at heart and was simply not going to be the cause of its explosive determination. I mean come on, numerous of things could go wrong if I was to confront Logan about our little face battling incident.

1.       I would get laughed at in the face because I’m over thinking this whole thing whilst Logan is just looking for a fuck.

2.       I could go to him, attempt to speak, and no words come out so I just end up looking like a moron and further making the situation more awkward.

3.       We could speak, admit we have feelings for each other, happily fall in love and then Blake finds out and kills Logan and then creates such evil torture for me that I’m forced to move to Mexico, change my name to Jalapeno Smith and become a belly dancer at the back of a chicken factory.

But at the end of the day I’m going to have to confront him aren’t i? Just tell him straight up that I do li- I mean I do not like him like that at all. And the toe curling kiss he gave me meant nothing to me. And that what I said was just said in the heat of the moment. That the most I thought of him was like a brother.

Best hope I’ve got my good poker face on today because this is going to be the biggest series of lies I’ve ever told anyone in my life.

Heading into my classroom I could hear him laughing before I even laid eyes on him. But it wasn’t his normal, care free laugh. No, it was much more intimidating. Looking up I saw a circle in the middle of the room and the tops of three heads in the middle of the circle. One of them being Logan’s blond head. Pushing my way through the circle I looked at the scene in front of me. Logan had a split lip and cheek, bloody nose and a slight purple tint underneath his left eye. Turning to look at whoever did this to him I recognized the new people. Whilst standing next to each other it was clear that they were brother and sister.

“I never went near your sister! Look at her! Who would want to? You see i like a bit of surprise with my girls you know, but with her there aint none because everything’s already on show.”The new boy raised his fist in the air.

I don’t know what came over me but I dropped everything in my hands and stood in front of Logan. With his fist quickly coming at me with brutal force I shunted it to the side before grabbing his wrist and using all my force to slam my arm into the back of his elbow, bending it in the opposite direction. He went to punch me with his other fist but i grabbed that wrist as well and slammed my knee into his groin, making him hit the floor like a sack of potatoes and roll around in pain.

“Axel!” Moaned the sister in annoyance. “Come on get up! Hit her!” My head snapped in her direction.

Axel, was on all fours still in obvious pain so I decided to kick him whilst he was still down. Taking one step forward I drove my foot into the side of his head making him spin on his knee before hitting the ground. Everyone in the circle started cheering as they realised that he wasn’t getting up any time soon. Raising a finger I pointed in their direction.

“You.” The girl, whose name I still need to find out. “You ever go near my brother again with your STD invested body sprawling it about as if you’re the best of the best, I’m likely to punch you straight in the face.” She tried to put an annoyed face on but I could tell that I’d scared her.

“And you, you hypocritical bastard. Why are you beating other people up for going near your sister when you’ve dipped your dick in pussy more times than I have dipped my fry’s in sauce? You need to stay away from Logan and you need to stay away from my brother.” Grabbing Logan’s hand I picked my stuff up and took me to the nurse’s office.

“You know you didn’t have to do that I had it under control.” Logan said on the way there.

“Yeah, sure as hell looks like it.”

He huffed out in annoyance. “Well, if looking like this is what it takes to get you to talk to me then whatever, I don’t care.” I felt a flutter in my heart, realising that I had hurt him by ignoring him.

“You don’t have to look like that for me to talk to you.” I said, not knowing what else there was to say.

“Then what do I have to do for you to stop ignoring me?”

“I’m not ignoring you.” I said simply.

“You know what I mean Lace.” There was a long silence. We carried on walking but nothing was said for a while.

“I’m sorry Logan.”

Entering the nurses’ station I saw the nurse immediately flaring around the office frantically. “Oh I’m ever so sorry you’re going to have to wait for a bit my dear some poor lad has been kicked in the head and is now unconscious. Some people now days eh?” And with that she was out of the door. This school seriously needs some new staff. Dumping my stuff on the chair I grabbed Logan’s hand and walked over to the bed, making him sit on the end of it whilst I went and got the first aid kit.

“Why are you apologizing?” Logan asked as I came back with the box, opened it up beside him and stood in-between his legs. “You have nothing to apologize for Lace. I shouldn’t have kissed you. It’s not your fault that you don’t have the same feelings for me that I do for you.”

I thought for a moment that the world had stopped spinning. That the clock on the wall had stopped ticking. That the tap had stopped dripping and that for a moment everything stood still.

It’s not your fault that you don’t have the same feelings for me that I do for you.

“W-what what do you mean Logan?” I ripped a disinfectant wipe out of its packet, trying to act as normal as possible when really my heart was going 1000mph, my hands were shaking and my heart was no longer doing the little hop skip and leap, but bouncing like a mad man in my chest.

“I mean that I like you Lace. I really like you.” I felt his hands come up the sides of my legs and rest underneath my ass. “I have done for a long time.”

“So why are you only telling me this now then?” I gently pulled his face a little closer and to the left so that I could clean the blood off of his face.

“Why do you think? I told Blake that I had feeling for you almost 4 years ago. But he said that if i went anywhere near you that ... well ... I don’t think I need to go into the gory details.” I didn’t say anything for a moment. Trying to wrap my head around what he was saying, contain my excitement, and focus on not hurting him was a bit of a multi tasker.

“Why are you only telling me now then?”

“Because I’m sick and tired Lace. You remember what I said the other week to you don’t you?”

“You might have to specify Logan.”

“I envy you. Being able to sit back, not give a fuck and just do whatever you want to. For so long I’ve been focused on making sure that Blake was happy by not coming near you in the way that I wanted to. Wrapped up in high school and basketball and being at the top. But whenever I think of you, whenever I’m with you. It’s nothing like that. I can be ten times happier with just your company alone. You’re so infectious for all the right reasons Lace. Your beautiful smile that I just want to kiss whenever I’m with you. Your beautiful hair, your amazing body. Lace, you’re perfect and amazing and I want you to be mine.”

I had long since forgotten about cleaning his bloody face. We were staring at each other. 4 years. 4 Whole years and he hadn’t said a damn thing to me because of Blake.

He’s going to be getting the biggest ass whooping as his life.

Bringing my hand up so that it cupped his cheek I leaned in ever so slightly. Unsure on wither it was the right thing to be doing.

Of course it is stupid it’s Logan Kyle for Christ sake! The boy you've had feelings for years now.

None the less I didn’t have any more time to think because Logan had leant in the rest of the way and had connected our lips. The tingling sensation would him so good against me. The hands that were placed below my ass now grabbed and pulled at me, placing me hard against his body. This is the second time I had kissed Logan and I didn’t think it could have been possible but it felt ten times better then the first. Moving our lips in sync I moved my hands into to his hair, whilst pushing my body into his. Hearing a groan come from him I could feel it making my lower region warm.

Remembering where we were I sadly broke apart from him. We were both panting with our foreheads touching. “Lace.” He whispered.

“What?”

“Blake.” Well there goes that moment. Thinking for a moment I sighed knowing that none of my schemes would have worked.

“We’ll tell him when we’re ready to.” I said. Logan smiled at me whole heartedly. As if he’d just woke up on Christmas morning.

He kissed me again but it was only a peck and was only for a couple seconds before giving me one of his breath takingly beautiful smiles once again.

"So you actually want to be with me?" I couldn't help but smile at the glint in his eyes.

"Of course I do silly." He smiled and kissed me again.

Who would have thought I’d have made Logan this happy...