Perfectly Imperfect | Breece ( DISCONTINUED )

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- Fun fact, That's who I imagined as Logan ^ ( Robbie Amell for the ones that don't know) but a little taller since Logan is taller than Blake.

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Blake's Pov.

I look to Logan but didn't stare. He looked at me and smiled while walking my way.

Bad Idea. Bad idea.

- Hey Blake. He says hugging me. Which Reece, was not okay with.

- Reece. He says looking down at him.

- CounterBitch. Reece responds with an Eye roll.

Logan looked back to me and side smiled.

- Can you not? Reece said rudely.

- Can I not what Ronan?

- My name is Reece. Get it fucking right or I'll punch you.

- Well my name isn't CounterBitch now is it.

- I don't give a fuck what your name is. Stay the fuck away from what's not yours. He says taking my hand.

- It's not like Baby Blake is yours.

- Baby Blake. Him, yeah he is mine.

I had to stand there while the love of my life and Logan somewhat fought over me.

- You don't fucking act like it. He says poking his chest.

- Oh and like you would treat him better. Reece says rudely.

- Oh I know I can make love to him way better than you.

- I highly doubt it. I say stepping in.

They both looked to me, with two completely different expressions.

Reece obviously looked happy I was stepping up.

Logan looked confused as hell.

- Logan, you fucking manwhore, would you leave them alone for fucks sake. L. O'Hara said walking to us.

- You should be at work.

- And you should mind your fucking business and stop trying to take other people's partners. Now fuck off before I beat your ass. She says pointing the door.

He sighs and smiles to me walking away.

- What a slut. L. O'Hara laughs.

- You know him? Reece asked.

- Oh yeah that cocksucker, he's my fucking brother. I hate him.

- Holy God. He's your brother? Reece says surprised.

- My twin brother I should say.

- I feel bad for you. I say as we approach the cashier.

- Thanks for the sympathy. She laughs.

- Logan is such an ass. Reece says under his breath.

- He's a special kind of retarded we teens like to call a fuckboy, but Logan, he's the Fuckboy of Fuckboys. Like, he shoves his little twig up anything that moves. She rolls her eyes.

- Damn. Umh, I'll take a Iced Caramel Macchiato. Reece says looking to the cashier then back to me.

- I'll take the same.

- And so will I. It's on me boys. She says walking in front of us to pay.

We walk to a table with our drinks and sit down.