On Every Road

What are Friends For?

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"Diandra." I feel a hand shaking me awake. 

"Mmm?" I mumble, turning to my side and opening one of my eyes. I look up and it was Jake. "Wha?" I manage to say.

"It's kind of 2PM already." He whispers and my eyes open wide.

"No way!" I get up quickly and check my phone's clock. It really was 2PM. I slap my forehead and Logan was still asleep on the bed.

"Yes way. And you and Logan were kind of like..." He hugs himself. "Doing this." He wraps his arms around his torse, closes his eyes, and smiles. I blush and shove him playfully.

"Stop." I mutter and tie my hair up. "You have a toothbrush or something?" 

Jake nods and heads for his bathroom, coming back with a pink, Minnie Mouse toothbrush. "It's new, hope it's alright." I take it and head for the bathroom.

I look at myself and I looked like a horrible mess. My mascara was smeared and it looked like I had dark circles under my eyes. I had a headache but it was bearable, nothing serious. I wash my face thoroughly and brush my teeth. Once I finished, Jake wasn't in the room anymore so I kneel down beside Logan's bed. "Logan." I shake him, no response. I sigh. "Logan Lerman." I say louder and he grumbles. "It's 2PM, we're still in Jake's house. Don't hog the bed." I remove the sheets that covered his body and he opens one eye.

"HOLY SHIT!" He screams and holds his head. "FUCKING HELL MY HEAD FEELS LIKE IT'S GOING TO EXPLODE!" 

He sits on the bed and I stand in front of him, holding his head. He rests his forehead on my stomach and I stroke his hair. "Let's go home, man." 

He hands me the keys and Jake helps me bring him to the car. His house was spic-and-span, like no party occured last night. "You clean up quick." I tell Jake as we head down the stairs. 

"Of course. We're not abusive kids to our parents who let us throw a party at home and leave the house all trashed." He chuckles. Jake's actually a really nice kid, and he's smart too. 

"You're a good kid, Jake." I smile at him. "Thanks for inviting us, by the way. I'm sorry Logan had to sleep early." 

"It's his first time, it must have been one hell of a night. And he enjoyed beerpong, so he's got that going for him, which is nice." He chuckles as he swings open the front door.

"My head hurts like a bitch." Logan grumbles.

"It just means you had a great time, bro." Jake pats his chest and right on cue, Logan vomits on the front yard.

"I'll get water." Jake sits Logan down and I hold his shoulders, trying to keep him sitting up.

"Party animal." I whisper and he looks at me, putting his index finger to his mouth, silencing me. I just chuckle.

Jake returns with the glass of water and Logan takes it, gulping it down. We continue on with our task of getting Logan in the car, which was a successful attempt; no more vomit episodes. I hop in the driver's seat and turn on the ignition. "Don't worry, Logan. We'll be home in no time." I tell him as we speed down the street back to Ohana. 

We finally reach Ohana and I stop the car in front of the valet. The valet guy named Chuck helps me open the door and I carry Logan out of the car, letting him rest on my side. "J3, Chuck." I tell the valet guy and he gets in the car, taking it to parking.