Rainy Description (TYLER X LOGAN)

Sick

Ashlyn is mumbling shit we can't make out, Aiden sits up immediately as if he's on alert even when he's in deep sleep, Taylor and Ben get up like normal people, thank god, and Logan-

"Logan?" Taylor mumbles, rubbing her eyes.

We can finally sort of make out Ashlyn's mumbling, which consists of "Turn that damn alarm off" and a string of profanities.

"Ohhhh," Aiden says with a smirk. "I forgot to turn off my alarm, El oh El." 

"What the fuck?" I grumble.

"What?"

"Why the FUCK did you just say laughing out loud OUT LOUD." Ashlyn asked, finally agreeing with me on something.

"Better question, why do you have a four AM alarm?!" I continue.

"Guys, be nice!" Taylor scolds.

"He isn't a newborn..." I mutter then give up. "But seriously, where's Logan?"

Everybody checks their phones to see if he sent anything to the group chat, but nothing.

"So Logan just up and left?" Ashlyn uttered with an annoyed tone.

"Are you accusing him?" I questioned.

"Are you saying you don't agree?" I went silent.

...

When everybody leaves I go on my phone to scroll when I see a message from Logan. So he did text, just not the group chat, I thought. I opened up the text message.

Logs 

Today, 3:27 AM

Hey Ty!!! Sorry I left so early! I was feeling very ill and I didn't wanna get you guys sick as well :( I walked home so that u guys didn't have to drive me or anything, considering the fact u guys cant drive lol.
But anyways have a good morning and also I saw a video today talking about how hard it was to get into buckeys and it was so funny ill send it to you when I feel better!!
Love u to buckeys and back bc the moon is too easy to get to these days!!! XD

...

...Love?

...

I knock on the door once, no reply. I sigh and knock again, this time hearing a yell from inside. "Who is it?"

"Its Tyler, Im worried?" I hear shuffling inside for a minute before he opens the door.

His hair is sticking to his forehead and to make matters worse he's pale and sweaty. He's rubbing his eyes and wearing the same clothes he was last night.

"Why the hell did you walk home?" I immediately ask.

"I stated that in the message," he sarcastically replies, sounding very congested. He makes his way back inside and sits on the couch where he's made a practical nest out of blankets, and I follow him, shutting the door behind me.

"Why aren't you in bed?"

"So that I can answer the door when morons like you knock."

"Where are your grandparents?"

"Out of town."

"Why didn't you tell us you were leaving?"

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

I open my mouth to ask another but stop. "You're mean when you're sick." He smiles and lays down.

"Have you eaten? I can make you lunch?" I offered.

"Depends, should I trust you to?"

I chuckled and smiled, "Whats that supposed to mean?"

He shrugs. "Sure, if its not any trouble."

"Sorry that didn't work out." I mumble, handing him a bag of popcorn.

" 'S fine." He replies, "But you should probably go now. You're gonna get sick if you stay."

I sort of snort-laugh. "Ill be fine." I reply, sitting down beside him. He's got the TV on so I just start watching it, and eventually feel his head on my shoulder and smile.

" 'M not sharing m' popcorn though..." He sleepily mumbles. I take the bag and set it on the coffee table. "Aw, shucks." I sarcastically reply, watching him drift off. 

"Night, Logan."

"Night... Love you..."

"...Love you too."