I kissed my brother, and I liked it

Walker Walks Away

Respect.

One of the many things in life, that is hard to earn. It can be anything, from good grades to a gentle personality, a good college for some and a good reputation in the society for many. But then there's ego. And then there's the huge ego.

Which many might refer to as 'huge ego', I refer to as self-respect.

It's not a shortcut of any kind to get rid of the accusations, but merely a belief. When you've been shamed and shredded to pieces by many in your life, it's hard to maintain self-respect. When you earn it, it's hard to just let someone take it away, even in the slightest.

So there I am, standing in the basement parking lot, waiting to pick a fight. At least that's what I tell myself as I nearly shit my pants waiting for my crush to show his beautiful face. He ain't no Greek god and he ain't no super sexy model with eight fucking abs. He's just... Logan. With his messy hair, lose t-shirt and a pair of ripped denim jeans nearly falling off his hips. He's hard to hate, even when he tells you to fuck off, because that smile just makes up for everything else.

"CATHRRRYYNN?", a voice roams through the lot. I'm not sure if it's his, but it definitely sounds like it.

Then they come. Skipping down the cream coloured stairs leading up to the baseball ground above. A dude from my old French class named Austin, who's as filthy rich as us, first, and then Logan, in all his beautiful glory, blessing us with his presence.

Another guy follows after him and then there they stand. A few feet away from us. It's like a battlefield without much audience cuz the lot is pretty empty by now, but for some reason, Sam's car is stuck between a Mercedes and a Jeep. Unlucky.

I take a deep breath and step closer to them.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? CAN'T YOU SEE MY BEST FRIEND IS NOT IN A GOOD SHAPE HERE AND YOU GO AROUND BULLYING HER AND TELLING HER TO FUCK OFF!? JUST APOLOGIZE AND THIS'LL ALL BE OVER! NONE OF US WANT TO BE HERE RIGHT NOW!"

I stare at Lauren in utter disbelief as she pokes her finger in Logan's ribs, threatening him.

"Hey, calm down!", Logan grabs Lauren's wrist and puts it down. "Go home, and sleep."

Lauren just stares at him. "Say what?"

The two minions behind Logan burst out laughing.

"I have no beef with you. Step out of the way", Logan calmly says to Lauren, flashing his dimples along with a breath taking smile.

Lauren goes red from embarrassment, or anger, whichever it is.

Jasmine starts laughing loudly, bending down to hold herself. "Wow."

I frown. "Mr.Walker, you're a pain in the ass. Fuck you."

He turns to me and folds his arms on his chest. He steps closer. "You must have better comebacks than that. And everyone seems like a pain in the ass when you're as drunk as you are-"

I step closer. "I'm not drunk-"

He steps closer. "Your face says otherwise."

We're standing so close, our faces are inches apart.

Suddenly, there's a blinding camera flash aimed at us and we twist our heads to the side and see Jasmine snapping our photos with a huge grin on her face.

Logan turns to me and gives me a weird expression, "what's wrong with her?"

"Well, she's special."

"Do you have a reason to call me here, or should​ I have you all suspended and sent to the police station for unofficial and underaged possession of drugs?", he raises an eyebrow.

"I have a reason."

I just wanted an excuse to talk to you and this seemed like the best way. Considering my reputation here, being called to a fight shouldn't​ be suspicious.

"Well then, talk to me."

My mouth makes an undecipherable and nasty sound as it falls open in shock. "Did I- did I say that... t-t-t-that out loud?"

He smiles. "You did."

Austin pulls Logan back and whispers something into his ear that makes Logan's face burst into​ an awfully wide grin. When he let's go, Logan turns to all of us and says, "oh by the way, where's your car?"

Shocked, Lauren turns around unstably and her eyes go wide. "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY CAR!?"

I look around and see that the other guy that came downstairs with them is missing. Sam is too.

Jasmine throws her hands in the air, "my car only carries two people. Sorry."

"Have fun walking home", Logan winks at me and turns around to his best friend who's pretty much dying of laughter.

My head suddenly throbs with an awful pain and I remember all the beer that I had stupidly chugged down earlier.

"I'LL GET YOU BACK FOR THIS WALKER! DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT! I WON'T LET YOU GET AWAY WITH THIS!", I yell at his back as he turns around with a smug look on his face, "oh but I already have!", is what he says before walking to the elevator.

I start running after him, and almost catch up to him when someone grabs me from behind, and pulls me against their chest. "LET ME GO!", I yell in protest against the person, but their stubborn self restrains. The elevator doors slide close in front of my eyes and Logan's pretty face stands there smiling, with only a rectangular piece of glass holding our lips apart. As I see his face through the glass, it reflects another. The face of the person who's standing behind me, holding me against them. Of Travis. Both their separate features mess up to become one, creating a different person. A mixture of both these different boys, creating a perfect one. None of which that I shall have.

Almost instantly, Logan goes up and disappears. It's as if this interaction was just a dream. And it wasn't only seconds ago that he was in my grasp.

"OH FUCK YOU!", I yell at Travis, who finally lets go of me.

"I have a Jeep, remember? Plus it's not like you guys would've died without Lauren's car, you overdramatic person." He scowls and pulls me back to where everyone is standing and arguing.

"We would have had to walk home! Fucking 2 hours of a walk!"

"Uber or taxi? Duh!"

I pull away from him. He turns to face me. "WHAT?"

"Are you living under a rock?"

"What!? Why?"

"All the taxis are on an official holiday due to some government shit, and Uber has been closed down for a day or two due to that racist driver incident!"

"You idiot, how can an entire company close down due to one racist driver?"

"I don't know! ASK THE INTERNET!"

He rolls his eyes at me. "C'mon."

And then, he drives us all home in his Jeep while I close my eyes and fall asleep in the passenger seat.
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Im bored.