[ON HOLD] We're Not Meant To Be Together (Logan Paul)

Chapter 1

Alexandra's pov.

"yo, chill. i just started to play this game!" i heard my brother's voice from the other room.
"yeah, right." i heard 'his' voice. that voice. right there. the voice that always make millions people across the world smiles.

i walk into the room with couple of mini sandwiches i made earlier.

"Alexa, play Alone by Marshmello!" he shouted with a huge grin plastered on his face.
"NOT FUNNY, LOGAN!" i snapped.

yes. that voice earlier is logan. logan alexander paul. or in the sports industry, logan 'the maverick' paul. born in ohio, ex-vine star, ex-controversial youtuber, a podcast host, professional  boxer.... and much more will appear on google.

you guys now possibly thought that im his girlfriend or something. but, no. i have nothing to do with him. im just one of team mavericks' graphic designer. i do merch designs. yes. the maverick merch. the one that available on 'loganpaul.com/shop'.

"chill, sis. i didn't know you could blow up this quick." my brother looked to me, surprised.
"now you know."

"hi, Alexa!" logan smiled to me.
"hi, logs." i smiled back. "games?" i asked him.
"yeah." he nods. "by the way, your brother sucks in this game."

"no, im not." Daniel looked to him.
"yes, you are." he looked to me. "which side are you on? me or your brother, Daniel?"
"if i choose your side, will i get a rise?" i ask him.
"no." he make a poker face.

"then, im on my brother's side." i raise my both hands.
"fucking motherfucker, fuck you." he said under his breath.
"i heard that bitch."

wowowow. before you say that im rude, chill. it's normal between him and i. we always swear each other at least once a day. yeah, weird but okay.

"wanna hangout here or you have something else to do?" Daniel asked.
"i think i've sent all designs. so, i have nothing to do." i look at my phone. "yeah, im joining you guys.."

i take the place beside logan. his arm automatically wrap around my waist. i take a few inches away from him so he couldn't reach me. this man. never miss a chance to hold me. even though he knew i hate it.

> few hours laterrrr

Logan's pov.

she hate it when i touch her. but, she leaned on my shoulder and fell asleep. this kid. i could never understand her.

daniel yawned a little too loud and made alexa flinch.

"shush. she's sleeping." i looked to him.
"okay." he grinned. "wait. she fell asleep  beside you? on your shoulder?"
"yeah..." i take a deep breath and lifted her off the lovesac. "wait here, imma place her in my room."

i slowly make my way to my room upstairs. to be honest, I'd never have a chance to touch or have any type skinship with her.. so, im a little bit scared if she finds out.

once i get into my room, i place her slowly on the bed and tuck her in. my hand made its way, caressing her soft cheeks.

"i love you." i whispered.
"i can see that." daniel is at the door.

"man, you shocked me." i looked to him and smiled.
"hey, can i have a talk with you real quick?"
"sure. why not?" i take a last glance to alexa and walk out.