Nothing Even Matters

Friends Should Stick Together ~ Chapter 2

Present Day

"Ow!" I yelled as I sliced the blade of the knife across my thumb. "Gosh that hurt!"

Logan dropped the spoon he had been using to taste the soup and ran over to me as I cradled my hand against my chest. "What did you do?" he asked, inspecting the wound.

"I cut my finger with that damn knife. What's it look like I did?" I said sarcastically.

Logan rolled his eyes, "There's no need to be mean." He started to turn and walk away before I grabbed his arm holding him in place.

"Where are you going?" I asked, even sounding pathetic in my own ears.

"Don't worry, I'll be right back. I have to go get the first aid kit from the bathroom to clean your cut, so it doesn't get infected." Then he was gone and thankfully back by my side in less than 10 seconds. "Now I need you hold out your hand. And don't move it, even though this may sting." I love it when he goes into doctor mode, it's just so sexy.

He poured some alcohol on a cotton ball and started to dab at the cut. I winced, trying to hold back a whimper.

"Well, it doesn't seem to deep. So at least you won't need stitches." he said while cleaning my injury. "What were you thinking about anyway, that had you so distracted, you cut yourself?" he asked, chuckling lightly.

I threw him my signature smirk, "I was just thinking about the first night I held you in my arms as my official boyfriend. Best night of my life."

"Yea," Logan said with a smile, but as he spoke again, he let out a sigh, "But don't you remember the hell we had to go through after that?"

"I do, but I'd go through all of it again, a thousand times over, just to be with you."

Flashback – 11 months ago

All was silent in 2J, especially since James and Carlos were down at the pool, probably shamelessly flirting with all the girls. Me and Logan were watching a movie in the living room. Katie was spending the day with her friends, and Mom had decided to go to the spa to relax.

These were the kind of days that I cherished. The times that I could just spend time with my boyfriend, not worrying about who was around us. Logan and I had beendating for about two months now, but we still hadn't come out to anybody yet. Not even James or Carlos knew, and they were our closest friends. During one of our late night talks in our room, we had decided we weren't quite ready for everyone to know that we had a thing for each other. So we had kept us a secret, only stealing the occasional glance across the room or just letting our hands bump against one another, just so we knew the other was there when we couldn't actually reach out and hold them.

But right now it didn't matter, so now was as good a time as ever to make a move. As I saw Logan shift in his seat, I infiltrated my ingenious plan. I stretched my arms up in the air at the same time that I stretched my legs in front of me, placing them on the table and leaning back into a reclining position. When I brought my arms back down a second later, I elusively placed one them on the couch behind Logan's head and draped it around his shoulders.

A second later, I heard him chuckle. Glancing at my hand, he reached up to lace our fingers together, "Okay, I'll give you some credit. That was kind of smooth." He shifted once again, but this time he leaned his head over on my shoulder.

"Well, you know me. Always thinking on my feet."

"Technically, you're sitting down." I chuckled at his sarcastic comment, and I turned my head to place a gentle kiss to his left temple.

"You're so cute when you have to be right, did you know that?" He let a sigh of contentment and cuddled a little more into my side.

"I wish we could just stay like this, and not have to worry about who sees us together." I noted the hint of sadness that came through his voice that was so hidden anybody else would have probably missed it, but I always picked up on the subtle things about Logan.