“Yep. See you bright and early.” He adds a with a wink and a salute, and heads over to his car and we get into Amber's. She is looking at me with a concerned look on her face. Sort of like the look she had at the lunch table.
“You ok Amber?” She nods.
“Do you like him?” She blurts out.
“Huh?”
“Chris, do you like him, like in more than a friend way?” She says explaining what she meant. Although I already knew what she meant, I was just unsure how to answer.
“Truthfully?” I ask
“We’re friends. So always.” She says seriously.
“I don’t know. I didn’t think I wanted to get involved with anyone right now. But Chris is.....” I’m unsure of how to finish my sentence.
“What about Logan?” She probes.
“Well Logan is just ......” I trail off Again. Not knowing what to say about Logan either.
“Uh huh” is all she says. When I don’t say anything she carries on. She seems to be saying that a lot lately.
“Look all I’m going to say is that I’ve known Chris for years. He really is one of my best friends, and he’s had a lot of girlfriends.” she finger quotes.
“But none of them stay. He doesn’t like to get attached. But I have never seen him act the way he does with you, with anybody else. He watches you constantly, and I’m not saying that to freak you out because I don’t mean it in a creepy way. He maybe a lot of things, but he isn’t a creep. It’s like he wants to make sure your ok. That no ones going to come and hurt you. He just has this look in his eyes. I’ve not seen it on him before. I think you're good for him. You could ground him a little. He’s a great guy. When your ready, you should give him a chance. But just try not to hurt him. He has more feelings than he lets on.”
Wow, I wasn’t expecting her to say all that. I had picked up vibes that Chris liked me but I did honestly think it was just because I was new. But my head is so full of Logan at the moment too. I just need to stick to my original plan. I’m off boys for the near future. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and all thought of being off boys goes out the window. Now I can’t wait to get out the car to read what he has said.
“I know he’s a good guy, but honestly I’m not interest......” I didn’t get chance to finish, Amber cut in on me.
“Yeah yeah I know. Not in the right place.” She says with a disbelieving look.
We say our good byes and a she gives me a reminder that Chris is collecting me in the morning. As soon as I’m in the house I check my phone.
Logan: Where? When? Now?
Me: My house. Now is fine.
I quickly type a reply. I don’t want to seem like I’m eager to see him. But I am. I can’t get the look on his face out of my head. I hurriedly go to my room to change into some fresh clothes, Twenty minutes later I hear Logan’s truck pull up the driveway. So I go down to meet him.
I wait on the top step of the porch and he comes to greet me. When I feel like he is getting too close though I take a step back.
“Please don’t do that.” he says sadly shaking his head. My eyebrows bunch together in confusion.
“Do what?” I ask.
“That, move away from me. Act like your scared of me.”
“Well you beat up one of my friends this morning for no reason. What if I did something you disagreed with? Is that what you’ll do to me?” He quickly advances towards me, I don’t have time to stop him. His arms are around me and my face is buried in his strong chest. He takes a deep breath with his face pressed into my hair. The restlessness that was in my body all day at school seems to be dissolving now that I’m in his arms. My head and heart are saying two completely different things to me. It’s almost like I’m two separate people.
“I would never hurt you. You have to believe me. I will always protect you. I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. Just please, don’t tell me to go away again. I can’t do that.” He says each word with so much conviction and I believe every word he has just said. But right now I’m not sure that’s enough.
I gently place my hands on his chest and I let the warm feeling of being in his arms go and just settle for the tingles I always get with him near.
“What happened this morning Logan? Why did you hit him?” I ask, slightly nervous of the answer. He just shrugs his shoulders and sighs. He looks like he’s about to get a scolding from a parent for not doing what he was told.
“You don’t know why you punched somebody in the face? What would you have done if I hadn’t stopped you. I saw the look in your eyes Logan. It wasn’t you. I need an answer or...” I can feel myself getting worked up on behalf of Chris. I saw the damage he did to him, the blood running frim his cuts, when I cleaned him up.
“He was touching you” He blurts out, interrupting my sentence.
I take a few steps back from him.
“Touching me? His arm was on my shoulder. He wasn’t
