"Run." With a short exclamation, Kendall materialized and grasped Logan's upper arm. Tugging the other along in an awkward galloping run, he risked a glance over his shoulder, hoping to God he escaped-
"Hey buddy, what's the rush?" Momentum overcame Logan's body, sending him crashing into an abruptly stopped Kendall.
Kendall groaned; a mixture of pain from the collision and irritation. So close.
Feigning a casual innocence, the blonde looked up to his taller friend, noting as Carlos reached them from the rear. "Just going for little walk."
"Mhm." Eyebrow cocked, James saw right through the other. "You were trying to get rid of us."
Reaching up to gingerly peel Kendall's fingers from their grasp, Logan grimaced as they only tightened.
"What? No, I wasn't…" Trailing off helplessly, Kendall's eyes glanced to each side, hoping to find an opening in the crowd of students heading home to escape.
Slapping Kendall's hand off, Logan picked at his sleeve up, glancing down at the blossoming bruise. He absentmindedly listened to the other three converse.
"…Logan can come too; it's an open party for Christ sake."
Whoa, hold up. "No, no. I can't. I don't do parties-" Desperately trying to weasel out, Logan jumped when Carlos slung an arm, not too gently, around his shoulders.
"Aw, c'mon Logie. It's not that bad." When Logan agreed to continue to hang out with Kendall he didn't realize Carlos and James were part of the package deal.
"….and don't worry about what to wear. I'll help find something acceptable. I might even lend you something if you're really nice."
Logan scoffed, ready to defend his wardrobe to James when a hand rested on his lower back. Recognizing Kendall's touch, the brief flash of anger emptied from Logan. James was just trying to be nice, in his own mean way.
Agreeing resignedly, Logan cringed as Carlos whooped into his ear and James bopped up and down in a cheerful dance.
Such a complex plot and story line, I know.