"We're home, bȋtches!" Jai yelled as he and Logan walked inside. Harley shot up from the couch.
"Hi-Jai-I-hope-you-have-calmed-down," Harley spoke too quick for them to understand, "Logan-will-you-please-come-with-me-I-need-to-talk-to-you," She speed walked up to Logan, grabbing her hand and running upstairs to their room.
"Woah, slow down. What's wrong?" Logan asked as Harley shut the door and pushed herself against it.
"I kissed him. Actually, he kissed me but I kissed him back," Harley babbled on. Logan couldn't tell how Harley was feeling and she couldn't read the expression on her face.
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"Yes. No. I don't know," Harley started pacing up and down the room.
"You like him don't you?"
"Yes."
"So what's the problem?" Logan didn't get what was wrong with any of this.
"There isn't one. I don't think there is anyway."
"What? I'm so confused right now," Logan held onto her head trying to think about the whole situation.
"It's gonna be so awkward, oh my god. What do I say to him? Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." At that point Logan zoned out and didn't even listen to anything Harley was saying. Instead she walked up to her and slapped her round the face, "What the fück?" Harley screeched.
"Calm yourself woman," Logan told her. "God, this is a good thing!"
"I know," Harley sighed, holding her chest. She looked like she was about to faint.
Logan rolled her eyes and held a hand up. "Hold on a moment let me just puke," She joked, keeling over. Harley stared at her sister who was now laid on the floor.
"I hate you," She mumbled, she had her infamous bitchy face on again. She glared at Logan as she laughed. "Why are you so happy anyway?"
That shut Logan up. She sat up and stared at her fingers, thinking about what had happened earlier that day with Jai.
"Seriously, why are you so happy?" Harley repeated.
"Because he understands me."
"Eh?" Harley scrunched her face, confused.
"I mean," Logan started, moving to sit on her knees. "I told him how it was hard for me, to be, happy and he accepted that, Harley, he accepted that I'm mentally incapable of being genuinely happy," She finished with a smile of relief.
"And who the fudge is this dude?" Harley asked.
"Jai," Logan replied looking at her as if she was stupid. "God, do you not listen," She teased.
"I did listen," Harley screeched. Logan replied by sticking her tongue out. "Ew, why does your tongue look like a fish?"
"Fück you," Logan frowned, joking of course.
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"Ok, we need to go back downstairs before they think somethings wrong," Harley was suddenly getting worried again.
"Think that somethings wrong? Are you being serious? Do you not remember what happened when we came home? I think they know there's something wrong," Logan dead panned.
"Great. Way to make me feel better about it. I'm not even more scared about it now."
"They're guys, they aren't celebrities."
"Technically they are famous. Maybe not quite yet but they will be. And plus, we really like those guys. " Harley pointed at the door.
"Woah! Who said I like him? I didn't."
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Bittersweet (Jai & Luke Brooks)
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