What could go Wrong?

Chapter 2

We finally made it to my apartment. I was able to walk straight but he still kept his hand on my back for safe measure. Well thats what I think he was doing. 

"Where's your bathroom?" he asks as her examines my home. 

"Here, let me show you." I grab his hand and pull him along to my bathroom. I point to sit on the counter and he does. I go into the cabinet to find the first aid kit and I feel his eyes on my back.

"Since when did you start to smoke weed?" I look up at him. 

"Does it matter? About a couple years ago. Somewhere around that time. Why? Gotta problem?" I raise my eyebrow. He shakes his head fast.

"No no no, it's just that i didn't picture you as the smoking type." I raise up and set the first aid on the counter next to him. 

"That's what they say every time. What did you picture me as?" I step between his open legs to get a better view of the wound on his eyebrow. I start to clean it and I can see him staring at me. I avoid eye contact to prevent myself from burning up from blushing. Lucky I got good chocolate skin tone because he can't tell when I'm blushing. 

"Does it matter?" he smirks. 

"Touche touche." I laugh. I felt him put his hand on my waist pushing me closer to him. My face was a couple of inches from his face. I look into his eyes, eyes that I could not break apart from. 

I break away from his eyes and look up the wound. I dabbed the cloth in rubbing alcohol, Logan still hasn't stopped staring at my face. 

"This is gonna hurt" I say.

"What-?""Oww!" I pressed the cloth on to his wound, I finished everything with the wound and started to clean everything up. He jumps down from the counter and walks out into the hallway and waits for me. I step out to the hallway and start to walk out to the kitchen.

"You hungry? I can make you some food." I suggest as I open the fridge to look around in. 

"Sure. Can you make some Mac and Cheese?" 

"What kind of question is that? Of course I can make my favorite food of all time." We both laugh and I put a pot of water on the stove. 

"Wanna see my room?" 

"Yeah!" We walk out the kitchen and head down the hall to my room. I open the door and we walk in. 

"Woooooow! Your room is hella cool! You have Marvel and DC figurines, and a LOT of books. You love Steven Universe too! You see the latest episode with Lion taking him to find the place for the use of the key?" he says with eyes filled with excitement. 

"YESS! i fill like this whole season has been having filler episodes and not enough answers to everyone's questions. I'm scared that when the season ends, that it would cancel and then no one's answers would get answered. I WOULD GO BERSERK! One for cancelling and two for not giving us answers." My inner nerd is starting to come out but I let it because I feel comfortable around him. 

"SAAAME! BURN the studios down for causing everyone pain." he continues to look through my comic books and look at my four covered walls. The walls are filled with certificates, pictures, gifts, and other things. 

"You watch anime?" I ask 

"Totally, I love watching anime." he sits on my bed and sit closely beside him. He looks at me. 

"Kiera, do you like someone?" he asked with a serious face.

"If I did, why should I tell you?" I grinned at him, trying to hold my laugh in. 

"Because I can just tickle it out of you." he I felt his hands at  my sides and he started to tickle me. We kept laughing and I tried to get away from his hands but I couldn't move because I was laughing too much. 

"OKAY OKAY! HAHAHA!" he releases and his body is slightly on top of me, I can feel his body heat on me. He leaned down, getting closer to my lips when he moved and started to kiss on my neck. He had soft, warm kisses. I grabbed onto his back to pull him closer, I wrapped my legs around him. 

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! We broke away quickly. 

"THE NOODLES!" We both ran down the hallway and into the kitchen. The Kitchen was filled with smoke. I turn off the stove and put the pot in the sink. Logan started to fan the detector. 

When the smoke was away and the beeping stopped, we both laughed.

"We know not to make Mac and Cheese again." he laughs out. 

"I guess were having take out?"