#whoispoly

MISERABLE + MAGICAL

Hollywood welcomes us home with a golden embrace and crowned palm trees line the streets to Jax and Logan's house like a regal parade.

We arrive at their gate to a driveway full of cars.

"Are they having a party?" Kole wonders aloud.

The house is overflowing with guests and I recognize only a few faces; Stefani, Jax, Jase, Jedidiah, and his wife Amanda, but the guys seem to know almost everyone.

Once our presence is known, congratulations come from every direction. This party is to celebrate their Top 40 song!

Before I get the chance to share in the excitement, Stefani pulls me through the crowd, "TELL ME EVERYTHING," she demands.

She'd been waiting for days for me to walk through that door, to fill her in on all the juicy details... but I'm afraid she may be disappointed.

"There's really nothing to tell," I try to let her down easily, but her grip tightens on my forearm.

"BULLSHIT. You were with four hot guys for five days in the middle of nowhere and you are telling me nothing happened?"

"Nothing happened," I insist, but she is still pulling me by the arm in an attempt to lead me to her version of the truth.

"Lo, they're all gay!" Stefani declares after finding Logan standing at the refrigerator.

"Oh. Really?!" Logan seems surprisingly... not surprised.

She passes a tray of food to me and motions for me to place it on the marble island.

"NO," I clarify with a laugh, "I mean, a few ARE questionable... or just comfortable... or foreign...," my thought begins to trail off "... maybe pansexual...?"

Stefani snaps her fingers in my face, "Are you high? What are you not telling us?"

"They touch a lot. Like more than I'm used to straight guys touching. They really like to cuddle... with each other. Like zero toxic masculinity happening."

"And with you?" her eyes widen with anticipation.

"I guess. With anyone, really."

"Good to know. I love it. What else?" Stefani is very serious.

"That doesn't mean anything," Logan jumps in as she rearranges a plate of vegetables prettier than anyone will ever notice, "they are a different generation," she stops herself... "God, how old do I sound right now?"

"About 40," Stefani laughs at her own joke while tossing a cherry tomato into her mouth.

She knows Logan hasn't handled the 'big 4-0' as well as she would like, but Stefani isn't far behind.

Logan ignores her, turning her attention to me, "I think it's great, but nothing happened with you know who?"

"Wait, who knows who?" Stefani leans in to not miss another detail.

"I'm pretty sure Micah is in love with her," Logan whispers and I shake my head in disagreement.

"Which one is he? The one with the man bun? Cause I would definitely hit that."

Logan gives her a disappointed look.

"Jase and I have an open relationship," she tries to redeem herself.

Logan rolls her eyes, "you do not."

"Micah is the tall one with the dark hair, tattoos... the quiet one," as I say it I realize it's not even accurate.

"Oh, he's the one that looks like a young Johnny Depp... but like, way more tortured... which is so hot."

"Yeah, I guess...," I turn to Logan since Stefani is now lost in her own fantasy, " and 'love' is a very strong word," I say, hoping she will elaborate.