Chapter 16
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LAUREY'S P.O.V
"Bye Laurey!"
"Byeee.... And don't think about Blake too much, okay?"
"I won't." Lexi replied with a smile and ran off.
I watched her leave before going the opposite way.
The weather was cold and breezy today.
Sigh... What a good day to forget to wear a sweater.
I rubbed my palms together trying to keep myself warm as I walked along the sidewalk.
"Alone again." I mumbled to myself, looking at the couples and group of friends walking together.
I still have to walk for forty minutes before I reach home.
I continued walking until I heard a car honk beside me.
I looked to my left and noticed a BMW E60 parked beside me.
The window rolled down and I saw a handsome guy sitting by the steering.
He waved at me and I looked at him confused.
"I'm sorry. Do I know you?" I asked with a frown.
He tilted his head, confused, then touched his face.
It looked like he just realized something because he smiled.
Not a full-blown-showing of teeth smile; just a stretch of his lips.
"It's me, Logan."
"Waaaahhh!!" God... I didn't know Lexi's brother was this fine.
I thought he was covering his face because he was ugly or something.
Seeing him without the face mask, it's like... Wowww!
I didn't notice I was staring at him with eyes as wide as saucers and my mouth agape until he called my name.
"Laurey. Are you gonna keep staring or you're getting in?" He tilted his head, as if analyzing me.
"What? Get in? Why?"
"I'm dropping you off at your house, silly. You have so many questions."
"Erm... You don't need to I can walk."
"I just felt like it. Are you scared of me?" he asked with a hurt expression.
Oh my God... Could he get any cuter?
Keep it together, Laurey.
Because I can't stand seeing people hurt, I got in the car and sat in the front seat. "Uhm... No. Of course not."
He revved the engine and with my directions, he started heading to my house.
I just couldn't stop staring at him as he was driving.
I know this is wrong because he's my friend's brother and all that; something about the girl code, but I just can't help it.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." he said with a smirk, his eyes focused on the road.
"What?"
"You've been staring at me for a while now. So I said, take a picture it'll last longer."
Assuming I was white, I would have been as red as a tomato.
But my blushing state did not deter me from taking multiple pictures of him, though.
This should be illegal, right?
"You actually took a picture?" he asked surprisingly.
I noticed that we're already at the gate of my house.
"What? You said to and the way you were sitting was a very good angle, so why not?" I replied hurriedly staring at the window.
Even though I had a straight face on, my heart was beating so loud; I'm afraid it'll jump out of my chest any moment.
The silence in the car was deafening, only my heartbeat could be heard.
I turned to face him and that's when I heard a clicking sound.
HE JUST TOOK A PICTURE OF ME!!
"What did you just do?"
"I took a photo of you. It was a very good angle, so why not?" he asked with a smirk, using my words against me.
"You..." I pointed my finger at him, at loss for what to say.
"You have a picture of me and I have pictures of you... We're even." he replied with a wink.
Is he trying to flirt with me cause' damn...
Gasp... Where are all these thoughts coming from, Laurey?
I tried to hide my face with my hands so he wouldn't see my blush.
I quickly got down from the car, said a quick 'thank you' and ran to the house.
I didn't look back but I heard the sound of laughter.
Bastard.
***
I passed by the living room and saw my Aunt and Uncle dozed off on the couch, with beer bottles scattered everywhere on the floor.
At least they were asleep.
Drunk meant quiet.
Quiet meant peace.
I quickly cleaned the living room before they wake up because they would just ruin my mood.
When I was through, I went to my room, had a quick bath and changed to my nightgown.
I plopped on the bed, thinking about today's activities when I remembered Logan's words:
'You have a picture of me and I have pictures of you... We're even.'
I blushed hard, carrying a pillow and screaming into it.
Gosh... What is wrong with me? This is my friend's brother we're talking about.
It's not right.
Damn... This is just like the forbidden love stories I read and it doesn't always end well.
What is wrong with you, Laurey?
I pushed the thought of Logan out of my mind and soon enough, I dozed off.
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You can't control the way you feel. Live in the moment, so you don't have any regrets.♦️🌹
- Writer
