Equals ft. Logan Paul

Twenty-Five

After an entire day of filming with Emma and James I say them goodbye at the door. "Goodbye Sister, love you the most!" I hug James and Emma goodbye. 

"Bye guys." I wave as they get into their car. 

It's around one AM, Logan went to the club, Jay is probably also at the club who knows?

 I'm home alone and tired, how about a glass of wine and a bath... Logan won't mind if I'll use his bath, right? He won't be home for hours anyways. 

While I pour myself a glass of Sauvignon blanc in the kitchen I get a text from Tana Mongeau, that's weird...

 I've known Tana for some time now, but we're not friends, not at all actually. She threw some shade at me in the past so as you can imagine we aren't really on good terms. Dispite her desperate attempts to mend things when I started doing well on social media. 

From Tana Mongeau:  Enjoy hunny

I watch the whole video while drinking the entire bottle of wine. This mother fucker! Tana fucking Mongeau how freaking desperate is he?! They're flirting throughout the entire video, Tana is so thirsty for his attention, it's pathetic. She said he's her 'sometimes boyfriend' what does that even mean?! They're definitely fucking, that's for sure. I feel gross...

The video just came out and my phone is exploding with texts so I turn it off. I'm just livid, I wanna punch them. Both of them. 

And I wanna throw up, just the thought of them together makes me nauseous. 

I open another bottle of wine and get into Logan's bath, with my headphones on I drift into another world. Slowly the wine makes me feel more relaxed, or my anger is just being suppressed by my drunk. Either way I don't care. 

Just as Post-Malone is pumping through my headphones, they are roughly pulled off my head. 

I open my eyes as I see a confused Logan hovering above my face. "Jesus! You scared the shits out of me."

"Well let's hope not."

I quickly cover my naked body with my hands, before he hands me a towel. "Brooke, what are you doing in my bathroom?" 

"-...Drunk?" He adds as he looks at the empty bottle next to the bath. 

As I attempt to step out of the bath I lose my balance, Logan's strong arms hold me up before he wraps the large soft towel around my naked body. 

"You know I could do so much better then him?! I mean I would win every time. She's fake as FUCK. I mean on youtube of all places, the bitch! ugh." 

"What are you on about?" Logan says with a confused look on his face. He hands me a glass of water as I sit on the side of the bath. 

"Here put this robe on." He hands me his robe. 

I put it on and laugh, "It's just Jay, we're over! It's final."

He turns around, his expression is lighter. "Are you sure, because he's downstairs. Drunk. Demanding to see you." 

I shake my head as I shuffle over to Logan, seeking the support of his shirt. "Woah, woah, woah take it easy. Do you want me to get rid of him?"

"Please." I beg of him. 

As Logan disappears to throw Jay out of the house I wait for him in the bathroom, maybe Logan isn't so bad after all...

I mean I'm drunk, and I'm pretty sure he's drunk. But he seems genuine. 

After a few minutes Logan returns with a big 'Maverick' shirt, panties and a red spot on his cheek. 

Unable to dress myself, given the drunken state I'm in Logan helps me to get decent. I lean on his rock hard chest as he leans agains the wall. His hands on my waist. 

"What happened to your face?!" I stroke my hand past the red mark on his stubbly cheek. 

He grabs my hand and removes it from his face. 

"Brooke, you should go to bed." He ignores my question. 

"Yeah I should."

I feel the warmth of his skin against mine and against my knee I sense something poke against it. 

I look down and see that the bulge in his pants has grown, when I look back up I see him blush. He pushes me away from him, "C'mon let's go."

But I move back, he wants me... 

As of right now all I want is to be with someone, anyone. I can't think clearly as the attraction towards this creature takes the better of me. 

"Fine, I'll go." I glide my fingers quickly past his crotch and look up into his green eyes before walking off. 

"Fuck it!" These words put a smile on my face, I did it again...

He grabs my arm, pulls me back roughly and pushes me against the wall, he presses his lips onto mine. The kiss is messy and it tastes like alcohol but it's oh so hot. 

Our breathing is heavy, he squeezes my butt before he lifts me up and walks me towards his bedroom. 

Then he suddenly lets go of me and I look around confused, what the...-

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Omg, they kissed! What'll happen next?