The Bad Boy's My Bestfriend

Chapter 3: Regina and her twats of Satan.

Addison’s P.O.V:

 

Once we got closer towards the store front, I grabbed a hold of Logan’s arm and yanked him far enough away and around the corner so that the striking piece of lusciousness inside couldn’t hear nor see me, along with every other sane person around me because I was about to blow like Mount Vesuvius in 1944…… Sorry, nerd simile.

I was beyond furious. He knew it was hard for me to actually find a guy that liked me because I wasn’t always the prettiest during my more self-conscious days and most guys were terrified to ever come near me because I was/am always with Logan. He was never really the friendly type and preferred to scare them off as it was an act of amusement for him.

Logan thought it was a good idea at the time to laugh and it most definitely was not! He was almost doubled over in tears and I had to get his attention by pinching on his earlobe and pulling his face to meet me at eye level. He was very entertained with irritating the shit out of me and this was the last straw.

“Logan, so help me god if you continue to shove guys away from me any longer I will remove your testacles and it won’t feel very good.”

He seemed to quiver at this and quickly put his hand over his crotch and instantly started to apologize but something was wrong about this. You see, Logan doesn’t give in that easily and it normally takes a while, if even at all, to get him to be the slightest little bit, scared of me and that takes a lot. By a lot I mean in reference of a load of elephant shit.

 

Logan’s P.O.V:

 

I’m dead positive that she knows something’s up. I was never very good at lying to her. It’s like her brain has a built in lie detector. She should host her on t.v. show like Maury did and call it Addison.

She knew the exact way to get an answer out of me and trust me, it wasn’t a very pleasant one. She pulled me up from laughing by the earlobe and I wanted to shriek in pain but couldn’t blow my bad boy cover. There were too many future hook ups around me and I needed to keep them in my trance.

I had to put up a front towards Addison and hope that she didn’t catch on. I had to lie to her and get her to think that I was actually afraid of her and I most definitely was not. She threatened to remove my family jewels and I couldn’t let that happen so I acted scared and started apologizing to her although I really didn’t mean it. She had mixed feelings on her face and wasn’t sure how to feel because her face masked both determination and fear.

What the hell did she fear? The only thing she was scared of was being home alone at night and bugs and I’m pretty sure there isn’t a gigantic tarantula crawling on my face so what was it that was bothering her so much?

 

Addison’s P.O.V:

 

I have this feeling and I have no clue what it is. I think I know what’s going on but I’m not sure if it’s what I think it is. I mean there is no way that Logan White, my best friend of 12 years, could possibly be jealous of someone liking me. It wasn’t remotely possible. Or was it?

 

Logan’s P.O.V:

 

I needed to get the hell out of here and hopefully while doing that I could get myself out of this awkward conversation and this entire day could be forgotten. But, knowing Addison that was highly unlikely.