For you, XxUnleashed-imaginationxX.
Was gonna write this sooner in the week but school has taken up my time.
It was coming. He knew it. The music was getting louder. The beat was faster. His heart was beating faster.
A flash of a gruesomely, distorted face dominated the movie screen. Shrieks of girls rang through the air, Logan's own voice mixed in.
Three chuckles from his right initiated a glare in the direction of his so-called friends. He knew he shouldn't have come with them. Shouldn't have let them talk him into it.
He really needed to get new friends.
Calming down from his mini-heart attack, Logan returned his arms to the rests at his sides. All was well on the left, but another arm occupied his right.
Glancing down and then to the side, Logan met Kendall's questioning eyes. Those damn eyebrows raised high on his forehead.
Pursing his lips Logan shoved Kendall's arm to the side of the armrest, making room for his own. Smirking, Kendall returned his gaze to the screen.
Sudden cries from the moviegoers brought Logan back to reality. He glanced toward the movie to see the madman slash through a stereotypical blonde victim. The bloody scene forced Logan to look back away. Eyes tightly closed, repeating again and again about how it wasn't real, Logan felt the arm pressed against his own move.
Kendall draped his arm across his cowering friend's shoulders. The brunette allowed his body to be pulled to Kendall's chest. Curling his fingers into the cloth in front of his eyes Logan felt Kendall's other hand in his hair. The hand made its way along Logan's jaw to prop it up slightly as Kendall searched for Logan's eyes in the dark.
"You wanna get out of here?"
Short, sweet, to the point.
