logophile

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logophile; noun: lover of words

maya used to always read stories to me before bed. she never needed to read them to me- i always knew the words- but she did anyways. she used to call me her "little logophile."

i used to ask her what if meant, but she told me i had to figure if out on my own. one night, when i was about 14, i decided to find out what it meant. when i found out what logophile meant, i agreed. i did always have an affinity for words.

-Logan <3

Sweat poured from our faces, tension and excitement grew between us, a smile was spread across my face that I couldn't find myself getting rid of.

This was the best night of my life.

I know I shouldn't move too soon. Nobody wants a one night stand that gets attached.

"Wow." JJ laughs.

We had finally finished, and could barely see eachother. It was pitch black where the sun used to lay.

My phone vibrates from beside me.

--
sarah
logan

sarah
where are you??
???
LOGAN
??

logan
just go home or something
im kinda busy

sarah
did i just interrupt you-

logan
bye sarah
see you tomorrow

--

"Who was it?" JJ questions when I place my phone down.

"Sarah."

"Ah."

A second of silence grows between us. I shiver a bit as the cold obx breeze blows through the van window.

"You cold?" JJ asks.

"A little."

He leaves me on the floor and grabs something from the trunk.

We were sharing a small blanket, but it wasn't going to be enough for tonight.

He pulls out a larger blanket and brings it to me. JJ lays down beside me and covers me with the blanket.

I was completely naked and vulnerable in this instance, yet I have never felt more safe.

"Better?" He whispers softly.

I nod my head.

"You know, I've seen you around." JJ speaks.

"I would hope so, I have confabulated with you quite often."

"You know, you use big words." He says.

I laugh at that. "Oh, I'm sorry. Can JJ not understand grown-up words?" I say sarcastically.

"Shut up." He laughs.

"It's called a logophile." I state. "Lover of words."

"Ah, fascinating."

We both start laughing loudly.

"Shh, shh. People are sleeping." JJ whispers, covering my lips with his cold fingers. The metal of his rings are cold against my face.

I stop laughing and stare at the ceiling of the van.

"Wanna go to my house tomorrow?" I ask him abruptly.

"Won't your folks be mad you're hanging with a Pouge?"

"My parents are deployed. Maya won't mind." I explain.

"Oh. What about Topper, Sarah, Rafe, and Kelce?" He questions.

"You know, they don't own me." I state.

"It seems like they do."

"You know what, forget it."

I was just trying to be nice to the boy.

"No, no, no. I'm sorry." He says. "I would love to go to your house."

"Cool." I smile.

"Goodnight, Logan."

"Goodnight, Maybank."

I can feel a smile creep on his face next to mine. He burrows his head into the back of my neck, as I was laying nearly on top of him.

I begin playing with the rings that filled his fingers, and the bracelets that piled on his wrists. I had a few of my own rings, similar to JJ's, I haven't been able to find a store that carries cool ones. Apparently, I lucked out on the hot shops to visit.

I look at the time on my phone.

1:33 am

--
sarah
logan

logan
can't hang tomorrow. sorry.

sarah
oh
okay :)
--

I decide it's probably best to try and get some sleep. Though, that might be hard after the incredible night I've had.

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a/n
this is so short im sorry
my chapters are gonna get longer soon. :)

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