My Brothers Possessive Best Friend 7

The rest of that day I felt like I’d never been happier! As if nothing and no one could put me in a bad mood. Even Blake had noticed and had asked why I was so happy at lunch.

“What’s up with your face?” Giving me a cookie I took a bite and shrugged my shoulders at him.

“I don’t know. The sun is shining and I’ve got a million and one song eyes floating about in my head. What’s there not to be smiling about?” I smirked at him. I caught Logan’s gaze over Blake’s shoulder. He sat there with a face similar to mine, talking to Dylan about something and from the hand gestures Dylan was making, I didn’t want to know. Before I turned away Logan looked away from Dylan and into my direction. He looked at me for a couple seconds. He didn’t smile or smirk or anything, he just looked. Looking at me like that made me feel as if I was butt naked doing the chicken dance in the middle of the table for the whole cafeteria to see. I laughed to myself at the thought because when given the right amount of alcohol, that is most definitely something that I would do.

Whenever he looked at me like that I felt as if I could never hide a thing from him, ever. Like he knew my every move and every thought.

“Why you staring at Logan for?” Snapping out of my daze I looked up at my twin.

“Oh erm I thought he had something at the corner of his mouth.”

“Oh okay.” I went back to my song book but I could feel Blake’s eyes at the back of my head. Accessing my behaviour for anything out of the blue.

“Hey you want to train tonight?”

“Sure whatever.” I muttered in his direction before curling up in my own little world again.

*

Now if there is one thing that I know about Logan Kyle is that he is one cheeky son of a bitch. But I guess I’ve never been at the hand of this kind of behaviour until last lesson in Math.

I had already been in the classroom, seated at the back, for a good ten minutes nearly. Having a free lesson before that I didn’t really have anything else to do then arrive early and doodle in my notepad until everyone else came. I noticed a few people were also seated at the front and already had their books out with their noses firmly pressed in them.

Nerds.

I wasn’t aware, with my head down in my notepad and one earphone in, that ten minutes quickly went and soon the classroom was filled. The thing that brought me out of my day dream was the teacher shouting at a student to take their seat.

“Mr Kyle! Seat now or just turn around and head somewhere else! I am no mood for your childish antics today.” Looking up I saw Logan with a smirk on his face and raising his had to hover over his heart.

“Ouch sir. That one almost touched a nerve.” Walking off he past all the aisles where he normally sits and I knew where exactly he was aiming for. The chair right next to mine.

My heart started to flutter lightly and I felt my hands get warm with thought of having Logan this close to me for the next hour. He made a statement of scrapping his chair legs across the floor before slumping into his chair.

“Right class today we are going to watch a video today. Before you all start moaning and groaning it has absolutely nothing to do with maths but in fact about a trip that, if you like what you’re about to see, will be taking in a month.  So try to stay awake and pay attention because there will be some crucial information given.”

The lights turned off completely and the screen light up. Straight away things popped out of nowhere and people started doing back flips and ending up in the splits. I tried to pay attention but found it difficult when Logan’s hand has on my thigh.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

“Nothing.” He smirked and I pointed at his hand. “You want me to take it away?”

“Yes!”

“To bad.” His grip tightened slightly but he didn’t do anything else so I turned back to the screen and tried to pay attention.

Feeling his hand disappear I didn’t look his way but instead acted as if I didn’t even noti-

“What the fu-“

“Quiet down Kyle!” I laugh at the fact that It wasn’t even Logan’s fault.

“Damn Lace.” He whispered rubbing his ear.

“Well maybe if you hadn’t grabbed my chair and moved it closer to yours I wouldn’t have said anything.”

“You were too far away though.”

“Too far away for what exactly?”

“Nothing.” He placed his arm around. “I just want you to be near me. Is that so bad?” It felt weird hearing him say that, but in a good sense of weird. Lord knows how long I’ve been waiting for him to say things like that to me.  Feeling the side of his thumb gently go up and down my arm it made me wonder.

“Logan.” I whispered, getting closer to him so that I was confident not a single sole would be able to hear our conversation.

“Lace.” He looked down at me and smirked. Seeing his lips move like that because of me made me want to kiss him. But I couldn’t. Not here. Blake finding out would be a certainty.

“When did you start having feelings for me?” I could see that my question had caught him off guard because his smirk faulted slightly but soon turned into a smile. A soft, sweet smile.

“Do you remember that weekend when Blake went on that camping trip with the basketball team but I didn’t go because I said I didn’t want to?”

“Because your luxurious lifestyle is to marvellous to be possible seen sleeping on the ground just for one night.” He tapped me on my arm lightly before chuckling.

“No Lace I did want to go. But the thing is that I thought to myself. Blake’s going on the trip meaning that Lace is going to be at home all by herself. And we both know that if there is one thing he hates other than losing a game, it knowing that you’re at home by yourself. So I said I didn’t want to go knowing that I’ll get to spend the whole weekend with you. And we did, don’t you remember? We watched all your DVD’s of supernatural with you laying on top of me on the couch doing nothing but eating and talking to each other. That’s one of the best weekends I’ve had all my life.”

A smile spread across my face. I do remember that weekend. It was almost 4 years ago now but I remember it as if it was only the weekend just gone. From the minute we got in the house after school on Friday to the minute we had to leave Monday morning all we need was talk to each other. The only time we ever left each other’s side was to either go toilet or go have a shower. We slept in the same bed together ( no funny buisness before you lot start judging), we ate together, we watched TV together, we stayed up to ridiculous hours in the morning together, we ever got drunk together at one point! The smile on my face grew a little bigger when I thought of one of the many things that we had talked about over the weekend.

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Flashback

“What’s one thing that you’ve never told any ever before in your whole entire life?” With the position that I was in, anyone from the outside would think that we were having a cute couple moment. I was straddling him with my head tucked under his chin lying on his chest, and with my hands, moving on their own accord, going lightly up and down his abs. He was silent for a while before answering.

“When I’m finished with college, I want to travel for a while. See things before time fly’s by and before you know it I’m waking up every morning at 6 to go to a job that I hate, living with a wife that aint giving me anything and 3 annoying, screaming babies that I’m not even sure are mine.” I laughed at his exaderation.

“Why travel then? Surely your problems are still going to be there when you get back?” I felt his arms fold around my back, almost as if he was caging me into him and not letting me go anywhere anytime soon.

“It’s not about going on the journey just to run away Lace. It’s about what I do on the journey. Not knowing where I’m going to be the next day. Not knowing where I’m going to be sleeping, who I’ll be meeting, what I’ll be eating. Working as waiter or bartender from town to town to pay for food and gas. Completely spontaneous every day. And who knows, maybe I’ll meet someone on the way.” I felt my jealous and hurt.

Why can’t he just notice me already!?

“You can be real sweet sometimes you know that?”

He laughed and started to rub my back. It felt like heaven! It was so hard to keep hiding my reactions from him as he continued to speak.

“I can when I want to be.” He laughed. “What about you?”

“W-what?”

“What’s one thing that you’ve never told anyone before in your whole entire life Lace?” I took a minute to compose myself so that want I said was actually a suitable answer.

“Well, erm, other than my family and you, I’ve never l played to anyone else. The thing is I really want to but the more I think about it the more I think that no one will like my music and I end up getting stage fright or just back out all together.”

“That’s stupid Lace you’ve got an amazing voice! The best I’ve ever heard!” I could feel my cheeks getting hot from the compliment.

“Really?”

“Yes really!” I smiled in content and carried on laying on his chest as he rubbed my back. “Play for me?”

“What!?”

“Come on Lace! It’s only me you said so yourself that you’ve already played in front of me before.”

“I know but that’s because you so happened to be in the same room as me as I was playing. I haven’t actually played for you.”

“Play for me.”

“No.”

“Play for me.”

“No.”

“Play for me.”

“No!”

He placed his finger underneath my chin and pulled my face up to look at him.

“Play for me.” He almost whispered. Looking at him for a few seconds I huffed out and went and grabbed my guitar.

End of flashback.

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