Saving Shay

15.

After my shower I dry my hair and put it into a messy bun since I hate it when it gets in my way. I go into my room which kind looks cool since it has paint splatter on the edges. I actually kind of like it. I didn't see Logan anywhere so I assumed he was downstairs. I see him looking intently at his fridge which worries me. And I also happened to notice that his hair is wet which means he must have took a shower also. His shirt also wet, and I rolled my eyes. Did he seriously forgot to dry his body.

"Your not going to murder the food in there are you?" I asked.

"No, because there is no food!" He said grumpily slamming the fridge.

I rolled my eyes, "Your like a girl on her period. Go buy some food then." I said plopping down on the couch trying not to stare at his almost transparent shirt.

"But it's so far away." He whined.

"It's literally 5 minutes away." I said lying sideways on the couch trying to get a comfy spot.

"So? That's like 5 hours." He said sitting down on the couch lifting my leg up. I glared at him but all he did was smile at me.

"You're exaggerating." I said rolling my eyes again.

"No I'm not." He said.

"You're a whiny little bitch aren't you." I said quirking my eyebrows at him.

"No I'm not." He whined.

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"I'm not."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"You aren't." I said.

"I am." He said. I laughed and he looked at me confused. It took him a while to figure out his mistake but when he did he just humphed.

"Whatever." He said to which I looked at him still laughing.

"I feel like I forgot something really important, but I can't remember." I said pursing my lips finally as I stopped laughing.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I can't quite remember. And what time is it?" I asked shrugging.

"2:45." He replied looking at his watch. I furrowed my eyebrows, that time... What time is it for?

"Oh my god! Gabe!" I exclaimed surprising Logan.

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Thankfully we picked up Gabe in time before the teacher asked him about our home. But when we did pick up Gabe the teacher gave me a big ass speech about how to take care of my child, and at the end of the speech I finally told her he wasn't my child which worried her more. But before she can lecture me about not to kidnap children I ran away, Gabe in tow.

"Hurry up and drive." I hastily said as I slam the door shut putting my seatbelt on. Logan looked over at me with questioning gaze but he obeyed nonetheless.

"What was that all about?" He asked as we drove out on the road. I see the teacher waving frantically in the rear view mirror.

"She thought Gabe was my child so I said he wasn't my child and then she thought I kidnapped him or something crazy like that." I explained quickly.

"Wow." He simply said.

"I know right, I mean do I look that old that I look like I could be Gabe's parent?" I asked.