Crazy Love (On-Edit)

Chapter 95: HAPPY NEW YEAR!

"You'll know one day.." He winked at me.

He's so... weird... Like father, like daughter.

I was about to say something until...

"Hey man! Time for the countdown." I saw Jason walked to my side.

Mr. Lightning suddenly walked out of the living room.

"Alright, I'll be right there.." I mumbled.

"What's that you're holding?" Jason asked.

"Its a rag." I said mockingly.

"I wanna know what's in the rag.." He obviously said.

"Why? Do you wanna eat it?" I said sarcastically.

He whacked my head and walked out.

"First, Logan then him!" I groaned.

I walked to the kitchen and saw Sam... again. She's drinking as she sat on the chair.

"Oh hey Charlie!" She said as she turned to me.

Why do I keep seeing her? Is this a sign?!

I started to walked to the sink as I washed the stinky rag.

"Aren't you joining the countdown?" She asked.

"I am.." I said.

As I finished washing that thing, I wiped my hands and turned to her.

"Wanna go together?" I added as I smiled.

Playing nice.

"Sure." She said as she stand up and we walked abreast out of the kitchen.

Then people started to scream.

"10... 9... 8... 7... 6..." They screamed as I mimicked their action.

"5.... 4.... 3... 2... 1!!!"

Then some people started kissing.

"This is... weird.." I cleared my throat.

"Yeah."

Sam was looking at me.

Is she expecting a kiss from me? No, I can't do that.

"Something in my face?" I asked.

"Nope." She said, popping the 'p'.

Logan's POV

I hope I don't smell. I washed my face several times. I need to borrow a shirt from Charlie.. There's still spill on my shirt.

As I looked at the crowd, I finally saw him. He was with Sam.

Good thing, he listened to me.

It looks like he's making a move.. He was leaning to her. I started to ran up to them.

"Hey buddy!" I said as I touched his shoulder and smiled at Sam.

"What's up, Logan?" He said.

"What is that?" Sam said as she pointed at my shirt that my lovely girlfriend puked on.

"She seems nice.." I said as I looked at my buddy.

"What are you looking at me?" He asked sarcastically.

"Can I borrow one of your shirts?" I asked.

"Sure, let's go upstairs." He said as he made his way to the stairs.

"Excuse us, Sam." I said politely as I walked up the stairs.

Then I saw him, reaching for the doorknob.