Yeah, I know. Most of my chapters have been on the shorter side. Sorry.

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The whole crowd claps and cheers.

"You're amazing!" I see a cute guy call from the crowd.

"Thank you guys and goodnight!" I call. Then I feel Effie grabbing my elbow and steering me down the steps.

"You were great tonight, now, you need to find another gig," she says.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I can do that later. Just let me go home and rest my voice," I say hoarsely.

"What do you mean whatever!"

"Effie, chill, now, let me go get the money so I can get out of this hell hole."

"Whatever," she mumbles. I quickly collect my money and split it between my band members, Alex, the drummer, Austin, the guitarist, Kyle, the keyboardist, Caleb, the bassist and Marc, the backup vocals.

"Bye, Cheye." Alex winks at me.

"Bye," I say with a smile. I've always had this thing for Alex, I mean, not love, lust. It would be possible for us to date, but that would totally distract me at band practice.

"Hey," I hear an attractive voice say in my ear. I spin around.

"Oh, hello, Logan." I smile brightly.

"Need a ride home?"

"Please? I really do not want to ride with Effie and my friends are going somewhere."

"Okay. If you don't mind, can I ask where they are going?"

"Oh, well, they aren't really going anywhere, they are staying here. This is where we hang."

"At a bar? Really?"

"Yeah, I mean, my mom doesn't really care if I drink. As long as I don't get wasted, I'm not exactly sure about my friends, though. I mean, they never drink." He just nods. "Have you ever drank?"

"No," he quickly shakes his head. "I've never done anything!"

"Nothing?"

"No ma'am. Nothing. Ever."

"Hmm. I suppose that's a good thing. Now, are you ready to go home?"

"Yes, let's go. But we have to find Kendall, James and Carlos first."

"You get them and I'll wait in the car." He nods. I sigh, put my jacket on and walk to the car. I look at my watch. It's midnight. Damn! I think. I should've told mom I was leaving. Then my phone rings. Guess what? It's my lovely mother.

"Where the hell are you!" my mother shrieks into the phone.

"Mom, it's okay, I'm at the Midway. Effie called me and I forgot to tell you. Got three hundred bucks in my pocket right now; they paid me extra because they said I was amazing. So the guys only got a hundred. Shall I go to Wal-Mart on my way home?"

"If you really think we need to."

"I don't. Do you?"

"No, I went two days ago," she says.

"Alright mom, I love you and I'll see you soon. Unless I could stay at Katie's; do you care?" Katie is like my best friend even though she's only twelve. I love her to death and I've stayed the night there before.

"No, I don't. I love you, too. Bye honey." She hangs up the phone. Then Kendall and the rest of the guys come walking over.

"Hey," Kendall says.

"Hey. Ask your mom if I can stay the night. My mom doesn't care."

"I'm sure she won't care. It's past midnight, so she's most likely asleep," he says, opening the car door for me.

"Okay. Will one of you come to my apartment with me to get my pajamas?"

"I will," Logan says.

"Thank you Logie." I've always called him that, ever since he moved here. I started call him that and now everybody does. Even Camille. And I fucking hate that dumb bitch. Shall I go into detail? I think I shall.

**FLASHBACK**

"Hey, Logie," I say, smiling brightly.

"Hey Cheye." He slides his arm around my waist. I giggle, moving out of his grasp.

"What the hell are you doing!" Camille screams at me.

"Oh, I don't know, being a whore, I suppose," I say coolly.

"Didn't you know I was dating him!" she shrieks.

"Yeah, but have you ever heard the song I.D.G.A.F by Breathe Carolina? It means I don't give a fuck. He's my best friend, I've known him longer, I moved here with the guys. Did you? I don't fucking think so." My voice remains calm. She grabs Logan's arm and pulls his towards her.

"Stop," Logan says firmly, moving back beside me.

"What do you mean stop! You'd rather be with her than me? That whore, that slut? Didn't you know she isn't a virgin?"

"Um, bitch, please, yes I am. You are just making up lies because you're a jealous bitch and need to get over yourself. Honey, he doesn't love you. If he did, he'd be defending you right now. Is he? I think not."I look over at Logan. "Can we go get ice cream now?"

"Camille, I don't want to date someone that hates my best friend, so I'm really sorry but, this isn't going to work. I'm breaking up with you."

"What?"

"C'mon Logan," I say, grabbing his arm and pulling him away. When we got far enough away I say, "Logan, you didn't have to break up with her for me. You don't have to do anything for me. I know you liked her."

"It's okay, really. I never liked her anyway. I used her to make a girl jealous."

"Who?" I ask quickly.

"I can't tell. It's a secret. You'll find out soon enough." I quickly felt a little pang of jealousy, but I shook it off, dismissing it.

"Did it make her jealous?"

"I'm not sure."

**END**

He still never told me who the girl is. Whoever she is, I bet she is not good enough for him. I sigh, my eyelids getting heavy. So I let them close.

"Cheye, wake up." Logan shakes me.

"Hmmph." I roll over.

"Come on. We have to go get your stuff."

"Bleh." I stand up. I wobble so he grabs my hand and steadies me. I lean on him. "Carry me," I mumble. He sighs grabs me and picks me up- bridal style.

"Where to?" he asks.

"My room." He smiles and starts walking.

"It's nice out tonight," he says, looking at the stars.

"It's beautiful. Not nice. Amazing, wonderful, beautiful, mesmerizing."

"You know big words," he says with a mocking grin.

"Haha. Very funny."

"You know I'm kidding. I'd never say or do anything to hurt you. Ever."

"Really?"

"Yes really. I've known you forever and you are my best friend even if you are a girl." He smiles. I run my hands through his hair.

"Would you ever go back out with Camille?"

"Well, I went on a date with her last night."

"You what?" my eyes widen in shock.

"I'm kidding. I love somebody else, and if they like me, I want to be free for them because I am really in love with them."

"Logan, love isn't real. It's just a sham. There are more important things in life than love." Logan frowns.

"Cheye, I already have everything else I could ever want, money, amazing friends, a great job, a great family and a wonderful place to live. I need somebody to love."

"You sound like Justin Bieber."

"How so?" his brows furrow in frustration.

"His song Somebody to Love." I snort.

"But you date people right?"

"Yes."

"So you believe in love?"

"No, Logan, I believe in lust."

"If you believe in lust, you must believe in love."

"Well, I don't." We sit in silence until we get to my house. I sigh, hop out of his arms and unlock the door.

Very long(: kinda… lol