Drunk in Love

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Logan's POV

I knocked at Emily's door to tell her about this "Drake guy" who was waiting for her downstairs

Who is this Drake anyway?

"What?" Emily finally replied after what seemed like an eternity of knocking on her door

"Um, there's this guy named Drake with a girl named Bettina,.they said they want to see you" I said behind her door

In a heartbeat, Emily opened the door. With her eyes wide-awake and wearing radiant smile on her beautiful face.

"For real?" She asked

I nodded. In no time she bolted downstairs as I followed behind her.

As soon as both girls saw each other. Both Emily and Bettina threw their arms around each other. Giggling and shrieking with joy. I bet they could hit a whistle tone if they wanted to. Those girls got pipes.

"Oh my god! I can't believe your here" they pulled away.

"These are for you" Drake handed the bouquet to Emily and kissed her cheeks.

What the??

"Aww, that's so sweet" she smiled "thank you"

"Breakfast?" Bettina asked

"Sure" Emily replied placing the flowers on the table.

"Great, Um, what's your name again?" Bettina said trying her best to grasp my name from the subconscious part of her brain

"Logan" I replied

"Got it" she snapped her fingers then scanned her surroundings "would you mind if I um-" she said pointing towards  the kitchen

"Y-yeah sure no problem" I stammered. My mind was racing with rational thoughts. I can't wait to get the hell out of here.

"Cool" Drake said sliding his hands around Emily's shoulder.

Uggh!!

She has a boyfriend all this time? Shit! How can I be so careless?!

I looked away  shoving my hands in my pocket to control my temper.

"Just call me if you need anything" I managed to flash a weak smile and headed upstairs to my room

I slamed the door as soon as I reached my room.

My blood was boiling. Thoughts in my head were debating as I paced back and forth in my room

god dammit! I'm such an idiot!

She could've at least spared me from falling for her if she told me sooner that she had a boyfriend

But what about those hugs, those kisses, those moments that we spent together? I sure there was really something, or am I just over thinking?

I sat on my bed. Trying to keep my mind from exploding. I took and deep breath and thought about positive stuff

Ughh ! Screw it

It's to late already, I've already fallen for her...I'll  just have to avoid her as much as possible.

I just need a destraction.

Maybe find another girl to turn my attention until I get her out of my system, out of my head, and specially out of my heart

Beep! Beep!

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