A/N: SO. This is my re-write to Pinky-Promise. Now, for those who actually like the original, no need to worry, this won't be too different, nothing really major changes… at least not yet… and I actually plan on finishing this version, so there's that… welp! I've said all I need to say for now, so onward!
Logan and James ran their hardest to meet each other in the park.
Logan's parents had been fighting and Logan had snuck away into the family room to call the only person to pop up in his head. James. James was Logan's best friend. He was always there for Logan when Logan needed him, just as Logan was always there when James needed him.
When they had finally reached each other, they were breathing hard and sweating like crazy. But they still held on tight to each other for comfort. When their breathing was under control and their sweating had died down due to the crisp, cool air of the night, 7-year-old Logan broke down and began to cry.
It was as if Logan's legs refused to support him anymore, because in that moment he fell to his knees with James' arms still wrapped around him.
"It's okay, Logie, everything will be okay." James soothed, placing his hand behind Logan's. Logan hiccupped a sob and buried his face in James' chest. James rubbed up and down the smaller boy's back with his other hand, causing Logan to pull himself closer to James. He let the soothing sound of James' heartbeat calm his choked sobs.
"T-they d-don't want me t-to be w-with you, Jamie." Logan hiccupped between sobs. James stopped rubbing Logan's back and pulled away from the tight embrace. Logan's eyes pooled with tears again as they got wider.
"Do you hate me now?" Logan whispered, afraid the answer was yes.
"What? No, of course not, Logie! I could never hate you." James sighed, "So that's what they're fighting about?"
Logan nodded, "Mmhm." Logan sniffed and leaned against James, who wrapped his arms back around Logan and pulled him closer. "Mommy says that I shouldn't be taken away from you because we're best friends. But Daddy says that I spent too much time with you."
"Oh." James said.
Logan scrunched up his face in confusion, "But he used words I didn't understand too."
"Like what?" James asked curiously.
"Um, like…" Logan tapped his chin with his 1st finger and scrunched up his nose to think.
"Like gay. What does that even mean?" Logan could feel James shrug in response. "And um… con…demed I think. Yeah, he said I'd be condemned to Hell." Logan sniffed as tears stung his eyes, "Daddy says God hates people like what we might grow up to be if we keep hanging out with each other." He wiped at the unshed tears fiercely. James tightened his grip on Logan as he tried to hold back his tears.
"N-no. That's n-not true. God can hate me; but He could never hate you. You're too amazing." James said.
Logan chuckled a little. "God could never ever hate you, Jamie. You're too wonderful. And funny!" Logan poked James in the stomach.
"Hey!" James protested, swatting Logan's hand away "Don't do that!"
Logan looked up at him with a mischievous grin on his face. "Why?" He poked James again before running out of James' arms.
"Catch me if you can!" Logan yelled, running down the hill they were on.
"Logan!" James yelled, "No fair!" He huffed before taking off after Logan.
Logan ran behind a tree to hide from James. Breathing heavily, he peeked his head from behind the tree to see if James was close by. When he turned back around after seeing no signs of his best friend, he was met by James with a smirk on his face.
"Found ya!" James yelled before tackling Logan onto the grass. The boys fell onto the grass in a heap of giggles and "hey!"s. James had pinned Logan down and Logan squirmed under him.
"Hey! You cheated!" Logan yelled, through he was stopped pinning Logan's arms down, but kept both knees planted firmly on either side of Logan's small body.
James threw his fist in the air and shouted, "Revenge!" up to the sky.
Logan giggled at the dramatic 8-year-old before pushing him off and standing up. He wiped his hand on his jeans before pulling up the taller brunette.
The boys then looked at each other for a little while.
"I can't." Logan nearly whispered.
"Can't what?" James asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I can't leave you. I need you Jamie. You're my best friend, no matter what my daddy says. I love you."
"I love you too, Logie. And I don't want you to leave me." James sighed, staring down at his shoes and kicking a small rock by his foot. "So does this mean your daddy hates me now?"
Logan shook his head. "No. I don't think he hates you. I guess he just doesn't want us to be hated by God for some reason."
James looked down. "Ok." He knew there was more to it than that. He just didn't know what. He looked up when he heard Logan sniff and saw him wipe some tears away. James instantly wrapped his arms around him. Logan responded almost immediately and hugged back. He gave a shaky sigh before he looked up at James.
"Jamie, promise me that we'll always be best friends, no matter what."
"Of course, Logie. I promise. No matter what." James assured him.
Logan held up his pinky, "Pinky-promise?" James looped his pinky with Logan's.
"Always and forever."
A/N: And there we have it! Haha, I think this'll be fun… -u-
