FAMOUS

CHAPTER 9

This was it. The moment I'd been fantasizing about for the past... well hours, had finally arrived.

What if you don't do it right

What if you screw up since you haven't kissed anybody else.

I bet he's kissed a whole lot of girls and you've only kissed well no one except for...

Oh shut up brain, I've gotta focus here.

His perfectly sculptured lips were just about to meet mine.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

I land on my butt with a loud thud. Rubbing my slightly bruised butt I get up off the floor. Just as expected Sarah is standing right there beside the door glaring at me.

"Zi, care to tell me why Logan Reed was just about to kiss you", she folds her arms across her chest and taps her foot on the floor impatiently. "Chill Sarah I just had something in my eye, I was clumsy and slipped then Logan caught me." I plaster on my innocent face making my story seem more believable. "That still doesn't explain why he's here." she gestures towards Logan. "Well...uhm... Logan's the guy that saved me that night from those dudes on the street"

Her expression immediately softens a little.

"Oh.." She trails off

"Well we're just gonna head up to my room" I tug on Logan's arm, pulling him towards the stairs.

"Wait" Sarah calls and we freeze turning around to face her. "Logan, I just want to thank you for saving Zi that day even though you disappeared into thin air after dropping her off." She frowns slightly at the end.

"Well I'm sorry Mrs..."

"Oh honey, there ain't no ring on this finger. Just call me Sarah" she says gesturing for him to continue.

"I'm sorry I couldn't stick around to talk to you properly but I had an important appointment and frankly rescuing popstars in distress wasn't in my schedule." He finishes.

"Yh, right" I grumble.

"Well okay, dinner will be ready in a few." She states then heads into the kitchen.

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"I am not a popstar in distress." I grumble crossing my arms and sitting on my bed.

"Yeah, you kind of are." He says shutting my bedroom door. I mumble nonexistent words under my breath as he walks over to my desk picking up a picture frame and studying it.

"Yeah, well you were just about to kiss this distressed popstar a few minutes ago" I retort stalking over to my desk and grabbing my iPad. He chuckles as I open up my candy crush app. "Don't humour yourself, you wanted to kiss me." He states with an air of arrogance as I lay on my bed.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night Reed" I roll my eyes.
"Die jellies, die!" I silently yell at my screen. Then my iPad flies out of my hands. I gasp slightly and slowly turn around shooting daggers at Logan who smirks at me, waving my iPad at me.

"You did not just do that." I say slowly, venom dripping from my words.

"You are obviously obsessed with this and its not healthy." He oh-so slowly states. My blood boils a little, I may have a slight tendency to stare at my screen a little longer than usual but who cares.

"I don't give a flying fuck Reed, now gimmie" I stretch out my hand.

He laughs at my gesture. "Fucks don't fly."

"I'm about to send your teeth flying." That was an obvious bluff, I, mean come on, if he wanted to I bet he could beat me into a pulp without breaking a sweat. "Gimme my iPad." I yell.