This is my first attempt at a multi-chapter story. This first bit will be a tad short, but trust me, it's going to be a lot better! Reviews are much appreciated!
He's there. Everynight, every time I close my eyes.
I can hardly see his face, dark chocolate eyes pierce my skin as I gaze upon him from the floor.
I want him. God knows how badly I want, no need, him. I know it sounds completely insane.
How could I, Kendall Knight, want someone that I don't even know.
When I find out, you'll be the first to know.
It's currently two A.M. I can't sleep, and Logan's fidgeting in the bed next to mine.
He's been having nightmares for the past few nights, but he won't tell me what about.
I get up and cross the room to stand over him. He's breathing heavily and I can see his eyes moving.
"Why won't you let me in? It's killing me that you have to keep this inside." I murmur.
I must have spoken louder than I thought, because Logan groans and opens his eyes.
"Kendall? What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?" He shoots questions off faster than a gun.
I blush, fumbling for a coherent sentence, "You... moving around... nightmare... wondering how to... you're up."
"Oh, yeah. Just another dream." Logan turned away, but I wasn't going to let this go. Not this time.
I sit on the edge of the bed, "Let's talk about it." He tenses, "I'd rather not. It's early. We'll talk about it later. Goodnight."
I knew that this was bothering him. I don't know what this nightmare is about, but I'll find out someday.
"You were so misunderstood back then."