Pumped-Up Kicks (A Logan Lerman Story)

Chapter 40

Telly's P.O.V

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As soon as I got off the phone with Logan I put an ice pack on my cheek. I wasn't asleep for long. An hour at the most. To be honest my cheek still kinda hurt. It throbbed and throbbed. Normally I wasn't used to feeling my heartbeat in my face. I carefully sat down on my couch and rewatched an episode of Pretty Little Liars before I heard wild pounding on my door. Absent-mindedly I got up and opened the door. A still sorta broken Jace crutched his way into my living room. "Welcome to casa la Allegria. What do you want." I was getting tired.

"Just someone to be around. OMG is this the one where Emily is just like 'I'm so done Ali.'"

"Yeah." I put the ice pack back on my face then sat down again. "How's your nose?"

"I don't know anymore. What's wrong with your cheek." He examined my face harshly.

"Oh ummm Remie got too excited and accidently threw one of her gifts at my face." I made an excuse. Letting Jace know what really happened wouldn't be the best decision right now.

"Are you sure? You can tell me you know." He reached up and took my hand.

"No I can't. If I do you would rage.Just like Logan did."

"Oh so you and him are talking." He wiggled his eyebrows at me playfully.

"Not like that. We're just friends, I think. But anyway I don't really wanna talk about him right now." I closed my eyes.

" Why are you still in your party clothes?" He never seemed to miss anything.

" Because when I left the party after what happened, Logan took me home. Then I changed into his shirt and fell asleep. But I woke up and here I am."

"Wait hold on you wore his shirt. You don't even wear your brothers shirts! Or mine. Are you sure you guys are friends?"

"I don't know Jace okay. He's just been a little nicer than usual and I don't want to overthink anything."

"He took you home." He wiggled his eyebrows again.

"It wasn't like that. Not at all. He saw what happened. And threw me in my car. Then drove us to his house. It's not that big a deal." I started snapping at his ridiculous accusations.

"Oh he threw you. Was he getting a little handsy?"

"Yes but it was because he was trying to talk to me and I tried getting away." I spilled out.

"Oh so he did touch you?"

"Damn it Jace. No nothing like that happened. I swear it. Now please can you shut the fuck up."

" Did he try getting some?"

"Why does it matter." I was frustrated with him.

"Because thats not what friends do. Friends don't just take you home and give you their shirt to sleep in. Friends don't rage because of something that happened to you. Friends don't get handsy and throw you around. Friends don't do that stuff." He breathed in between sentences and shook his head repeatedly.

"What are you suggesting?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I think he likes you. Because before you were in love and stuff and-"

"Enough with the dreams. Logan and I weren't in love." I rejected his idea.

"But you were though. And it wasn't a dream. It was real." He stood his ground.