Open Your Eyes
Chapter 1
"I don't know what you see in him, Logan."
The genius rolled his eyes at me. "Get over it, Kendall." He groaned continuing to dig through his closet.
I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. "This is all just too weird."
"I'll admit, I was surprised too, but..."
"But what?"
He shrugged. "I think he deserves a chance. Who knows, maybe there's more to Jett then we think."
I laughed. "No, he's shallow, stupid, arrogant, and...stupid." I waved my hands in frustration.
Logan laughed, turning to face me. "You said stupid twice." He pointed out, leaning against the door frame of the closet.
"Because he's just that stupid."
The brunet rolled his eyes at me again. "Maybe on the outside. You know you can't judge a book by it's cover. If we all did that, everyone would think you're a smug bastard. But of course after getting to know you, they would find that to be true." I glared at him and he only laughed, lightly swatting me with the shirt in his hand. "I'm just joking, dude." He sat next to me, smiling softly.
I continued to pout. "I don't think you should go."
"It's just one date."
"I don't want you to go."
"You don't get a say in it, Kendall." He stood up. "Why are you so hell bent on me not going?"
I kept my mouth shut, worried that if I spoke I would slip up and Logan would figure out the real reason I didn't want him to go. So I just continued to pout.
"Relax," He spoke again. "It's only one date. Who knows how it will go? It could end up being a total disaster and then I'll come home and tell you all about it and we can laugh at him."
The corners of my mouth slowly turned into a smile. "Promise?"
"Promise." He punched me playfully in the shoulder before leaving to get ready. "And try not to pout so much. You look like a baby."
I laughed, nodding.
Logan was right. It was only one date. And with Jett Stetson. There was no way this would last.
...
"In one more week it will be six months." He grinned.
"Can't wait."
I started making gagging sounds when they started kissing again. I received an inappropriate hand gesture from my genius best friend; he flashed it over his back without once breaking the kiss causing James and Carlos to chuckle.
I rolled my eyes and continued to try to distract myself with the movie and popcorn in front of me, but it wasn't working in the slightest. My attention was still on them. The couple at the door finally came up for air. "I'll see you later." Logan told him.
"I look forward to it." I glanced over at him, watching him flash a way too corny smile at the shorter boy. He lifted his head to address us. "Carlos, James," He paused when he got to me, his smile dropping. "Knight." He sneered.
"Stetson." I said in the same tone but adding a glare as I stuffed a handful of popcorn into my mouth. I was completely aware of the look Logan was giving me but ignored it choosing instead to continue with the stare off I was having.
He rolled his eyes. My glared deepened when he gave Logan another peck on the lips before leaving.
Finally. I thought, my muscles relaxing for the first time since he walked into the apartment and ruined our movie night.
My relaxation only lasted a few seconds. I jumped slightly when the front door slammed shut. I looked back up to see Logan sending an ugly glare my way. I raised my brow and smiled innocently at him. This, apparently, only heightened his rage. He crossed his arms over his chest and his eyes narrowed further.
"Uh oh," Carlos' moved his head back and forth as he looked between us. "They're gonna fight." He whispered, leaning over to James.
"We should run." Carlos nodded in agreement. The two stood slowly, trying not to attract too much attention to themselves. "We're gonna go..." James trailed off as they both took off running toward their room.
When the sound of their door slamming shut echoed throughout the apartment, Logan finally spoke. "You know, I hate it when you do that." He started with a frustrated sigh.
My eyes shifted. "Do what?"
"Act like a douche to Jett."
I scoffed. "Oh, Logie, please spare me."
The brunette sighed heavily. "I'm serious Kendall."
"So am I." I defended myself. "I don't know what you see in him; he's a jerk, he's always flirting with girls, you guys fight all the time..."
"What? Okay, that's not true."
"You break up like every week!" My voice was getting high in that way that let people know I was stressed and frustrated. "I don't know why you keep going back to him."
He sighed. "You just don't understand Kendall." There was a slight whine in his voice as he walked over to the couch and plopped down beside me. "Just..." He looked at me with big, brown, pleading eyes. "You're my best friend and Jett's my boyfriend."
I cringed at that word. "Do you have to call him that?" I grimaced. I made it so freaking obvious. Why couldn't he just open his eyes and notice it - notice me?
"That's what he is Kendall. I know you don't like him, but I do, so you're just going to have to accept it." He paused for a moment before continuing. "I care about both of you and it would mean the world to me if you two at least tried to get along."
"Well, why are you just talking to me? He does it too!"
"I am going to talk to Jett, but I'm talking to you right now."
I sunk lowered into the cushions. "Geez, you sound like my mom."
Logan cracked a small smile. "Well, if you didn't act like such a baby, I wouldn't have to." He poked me playfully. "But, seriously, Kendall. I want you two to be civil with each other. I hate seeing two people so close to me fight."
I grumbled. I didn't want to be civil with Jett. The man was a nuisance to my life and I didn't want him in it. I was more than sure the feeling was mutual. If Logan and Jett were to continue dating then it was only a matter of time before he tried to cut me out of Logan's life for good. My worst fear was Logan not fighting to keep me in his life. Logan choosing Jett over me.
The jerk already stole his heart, I wasn't going to let him take Logan's friendship from me too.
"Kendall," Logan shook me from my thoughts. I glanced at him again. He was giving me his own rendition of the infamous Knight puppy dog eyes. He was actually quite good at it. He probably picked it up from his years of friendship with me. Regardless, I was still helpless against it. I whined, face frowning further. "Please, for me." He continued in a small voice.
My hands gripped the popcorn bowl tighter. Aw, hell. "Fine!" I threw my hands up in surrender. "I'll be nice to the jerk." I stuffed another handful of popcorn into my pouting mouth.
Logan laughed, and I couldn't help but smile. I loved that sound. "Well, I can't expect much at first, but it's a start." He patted my shoulder affectionately before standing. "I'm off to bed." He stretched his hands above his head. I took this moment to appreciate the muscles in his arms and lower back, and the creamy white skin on his stomach. A small smirk formed on my lips. He was so beautiful.
He relaxed with a content sigh, and faced me with a smile. I was surprised that he didn't notice me so obviously checking him out. "Don't stay up too late pouting." He teased, walking off to our shared room.
