All Boys School | Logicality, Prinxiety, Remile, Demus

Guilt | Patton

Dear Diary,

Last night I got drunk. I think I killed Logan a little bit. I feel awful. He's so kind and sweet and amazing and I was intoxicated and said stuff that I didn't mean to say. 

I'm so afraid of what he may think of me, I may go up there a bit earlier this morning to apologize. He should be awake soon. 

Bi-Bye, Diary, wish me luck

-Patton :3

"Good morning." I yawned, sitting up and stretching my arms.

"Hey, did we hang out last night?" Remy asked. Hm, I wonder why he's asking.

"Nope. I hung out with Logan and his room mates." I said. Speaking of which, I think I should go visit Logan. I climbed down and left the room. I was wearing my cat onesie, but it was pretty early, so I don't really care. 

I knocked on the door. 

"I, uh, just a minute!" I heard someone say. They're voice sounded panicked. For a second I thought it was Logan, but he isn't usually panicked. I'm worried. 

"Is Logan there?" I asked. 

"O-Oh, it's just you." The person said. It sounded like Logan this time. The door opened, but Logan was hiding behind it. It was pitch black inside. Weird. "Come in." He said quietly. I put my arms out, trying to feel out where on earth I was.

"L-Lo? Where-" I felt a soft fabric against his familiar chest. "Oh, there you are. Can you turn on a light, I'm kind of afraid of the dark." I asked. He sighed. 

"Of course, Patton." He said. I moved, there was a small click and a desk lamp was on. No way...

"Awe!" I exclaimed

"Shhh." He warned.

"Logan, you look so adorable!" I whisper-yelled before covering my mouth. "I-I just mean, I'm glad you bought that." 

I haven't explained, sorry. Logan has on that unicorn onesie I was looking at and he had a light blue tie under the hood. It's so adorable, oh my goodness!

"You cannot tell anyone about this, I'm trusting you with this Patton." He whispered. I nodded.

"Yes, Logan. I won't tell anyone." He sighed. "On one condition." I said. 

"What is it, Patton?"

"Hugs!" I said, quietly but with energy, hugging him. "So soft..." I mumbled, feeling the hood. Oh, shoot, I came down here for a different reason. I pulled away from Logan. "S-Sorry."

"It's alright. It's not a bad condition." He said. Awe! 

"I just wanted to apologize for my behavior last night. I have reason to believe that it bothered you and I don't want that, so I'm sorry." I said, looking down at my feet. He put his hands on my shoulders.

"Patton, you didn't bother me. If anything, it was fare more calming..." He glanced away before looking back at me. "in a way, because you were clearly speaking your mind." He said. 

I could never speak my mind around Logan, he would never talk to me again! If he heard how amazingly adorable and sweet I find him, he'd never think of me as normal.

"Patton, are you alright?" He asked. He looked genuinely looking puzzled. And pretty. I mean, pretty puzzled. He looks pretty puzzled. "You've been staring at nothing for 2 minutes." He commented. 

"Logan, don't say that." I said, furrowing my eye brows pouting...ly. "I was staring at you, and you are certainly not nothing!" I said. I couldn't keep up my pouty face and it fell to a smile as I giggled. Logan just stared at me. "Logan?" I asked, slightly worried. 

"Yes, Patton?" 

"Oh, nothing." I said. He glanced to his desk. 

"You should probably get ready for class." I looked at the clock. 6:28. 

"We have like an hour before we even need to start, Lo." He glanced at the bunks. Is he okay? He looked at his watch.

"I have approximately 6 minutes and 38 seconds before Dominic wakes up, I need to change my clothes. I would never be taken seriously if I were found in this attire." He said. He talks so smart. But I'm still gonna take him seriously. It's good and healthy to do things that make you happy and/or comfortable, even if it is a little childish.

"But I wear that kind of clothes." I say. That phrasing was weird. He pressed his lips into a thin line.

"Patton, you aren't exactly taken seriously. But, you also don't seem to make an effort to be serious. And your adorable  nature is a part of what makes you so likable." Does he think I'm cute! Because I think he's cute! And I think we're cute together. I mean, like near each other, not together-together, I just mean-- I'm gonna stop talking. 

"I, uh, you- think- cute?" I stuttered. I fluffed up... "Never mind, I'll go, I'll see you later, bye-bye." I said before rushing of. When the door shut, I didn't quite leave. I stood with my back against the door before sliding down and sitting against the door. I sighed.

At one point I got up and went to my room. Remy was trying to change without causing himself pain. Virgil already had his uniform on and was on his phone, spinning in his desk chair. Emile was under the blanket. I hope he's okay...

"Hey, Emile, you okay?"

"Mhm, yeah, I'm fine." He squeaked. "I'm just nervous about something, I'll get over it." 

"Okay, I hope you do."

I changed into my uniform and sat in my chair. I focused on a spot on the floor, thinking about Logan.