"Logan? Hey." Logan took a second to figure out his options. He could hang up, but that would be rude. He could make the line spontaneously break up, and later blame his carrier. He could just throw his phone out the window and be done with it. He soon figured that he'd have to face this problem sooner or later.

"Hi, Kendall."

"So..." The line went silent for a while and Logan was hoping that the call dropped. "How've you been?"

"I've been good. Busy." Maybe he wasn't busy, but he had to make it seem like life was better without Kendall. Like he didn't need him. "You?" Kendall sighed heavily on the other line and Logan knew that something was wrong. Part of him hated that such a simple gesture meant so much to him.

"It's been okay, I guess." Logan parked the car in the driveway and gestured to Lucy that he'd come inside in a minute. "I feel like it's been ages since I've talked to you."

"About a year." Logan heard Kendall chuckle and quickly added "Last Christmas. I wasn't counting or anything, I just remember because it was Christmas."

"Sure, Logan. We should hang out soon. You know, when you come back to Boston."

"How did you know I-" Carlos.

"Carlos called me a few minutes ago." Awkward silence hung over the call again. "I miss you."

With those three little words, Logan's heart fell out of his ass. He couldn't breathe, his temperature was climbing and his brain felt to big for his skull. Tell him you miss him more, dumb ass! You've been wanting this moment to come for over a year now! TELL HIM!

"I should probably go. Bye Kendall." He hung up the phone and threw his head back against the seat. Once the side affects of his panic attack wore off, he regained composure and walked into the house like nothing had happened.


"I'm glad you didn't tell him. Telling a guy that broke up with you that you miss him is such a pussy move, Mitchell." Logan glared up at her and shook his head. "What? Just saying."

"Well, I do miss him. And now I want him back more than ever, Luce." Logan fell onto his back and whined. "Help me. You're a whore, you know how to not have any feelings for anyone." Lucy scoffed and kicked Logan's side before laughing and leaning over the side of the bed.

"First off, I'm not a whore. I'm just not the relationship type. Second, I can't get rid of your feelings for Kendall, even though he has a huge nose, and really bushy eyebrows." She stopped for a minute, then sat up. "And his two teeth on the sides are like fangs or something. Then there's his 'I'm so cool with my bedhead' hair that you can tell he paid for. Then there are his stupid, whiny songs. Have you heard his original stuff? I mean come on, cry me a river and sail away in your little, lonely boat emo boy! Then he-"

"Okay, Luce. I get it! You don't like him." She took a breath and sat back down on the bed. "But I still do. I love his bushy eyebrows and his bedhead and his mushy, whiny songs and I can't make myself hate him even though I want to."

"You should make him jealous." Logan cocked his head to the side and gave her a questioning look. "Date someone and make him so jealous that he apologizes and grovels to get you back. That always adds closure to a relationship."

Logan didn't want to admit it but for once maybe, just maybe, one of Lucy's plans might just work. Logan picked up his phone and dialed the first number that came to mind.

"Hey. Yeah, it's Logan. I need a favor."


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