Special Cast, Special Love [Logan Lerman's Secret Tale]

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"Can you stop that?" I asked as Logan played with my hair. I continued my typing, ignoring Logan's mumbles of complaints almost entirely. Jesus, I had a report to write about my program thing and it was bad enough. I didn't planned to babysit this childish adult too.

*click*

Logan and I turned to the door at the same time. I smiled in delight as Lisa closed the door behind her and took her shoes off.

"Lisa," I got up from the sofa and went to greet her, "it's so nice to see you. How have you been?"

"I'm very nice, thank you," she smiled back. For some reason I found her smile a bit forced. I must've imagined it, "I'm here see Logan a bit. Is he here?"

"What's up?" Logan appeared behind me and wrapped both arms around me. I frowned and tried to get off from his embrace because the expression Lisa gave both of us was kind of weird. But they disappeared within a millisecond though.

"I need to talk to you," Lisa said to Logan, "Lee, I hate to say this but can you, em..."

"I understand," I nodded before went to get the laptop and headed upstairs.

*~*~SCSL~*~*

"Jesus Christ," I groaned and ran my fingers through my hair. Feeling frustrated than ever. Don't you just hate it when you're in the zone and you have to move your butt to get something? Yeah that happened to me.

I forget my phone downstairs in the living room. I got up and opened my bedroom door. I didn't hear anything, Lisa probably left already. I walked down the stairs and spotted a white thing on the last step.

It was my phone. Logan must've seen it so he put it here.

I was going to ask Logan if Lisa left already but I quickly hide behind a wall when I heard Logan's loud voice.

"But she's not!!!"

Then I heard a shh from Lisa.

Logan's voice dropped down slightly, I could still sense his frustration, "she's not just a woman, mum, other people did worse than this and they won't let me act because of a picture? Talk about bullshit."

Lisa didn't care about her son's rudeness as usual, it seems, "I know, trust me, I understand," her tone was calm but there was some helplessness in them, "but Jennifer Lawrence? Her manager is far stricter than twenty lawyers altogether. He said that if this rumor goes on your role will be canceled."

I poked me head out a bit and felt me stomach twisted as I saw an expression that Logan had never shown to me before. His face was so frustrated but for some reason he looked like he was about to cry.

"Then I'd rather be a neet!!!" His voice became loud again, "It's better than working with some bastard that called Lee a whore!!!!"

I cursed when my iPhone high-fived the floor. As I was deciding whether I should owned up and apologize or pretended to be Levi, Logan appeared next to me like he just teleported.

His face went kind of pale when he saw me behind the wall, "I thought you were upstairs?" It was like he was talking to himself than to me, actually.

"I forget my phone," I picked the white device up and show it to him, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I'm going back now." My head was a mess at that moment. There were just three words twirling inside my brain: neet, Jennifer Lawrence, whore.

"Wait, Lee," Lisa grabbed my arm, I didn't notice when she got to me, "I'm sorry for not telling you this. I should've let you listen in. Please sit down," she half-pulled and half-dragged me to the sofa and pushed me down. Logan sat on one of the armrests, mumbling something by himself.