Authors Note: SORRY! I had tonsillitis! I was so sick! I couldn't swallow anything, I couldn't move, I couldn't hear – my ears were congested. The nice people at the hospital gave me this medication and now I'm better! YAY! This is like the worst summer ever though! I keep getting sick. Oh well. Chapter Dedicated to MrsLoganReese because she had this idea about a sister named Hannah… I changed the name idea to Hannah-Maria though, and I'm totally taking her making her wild. It'll be great after we get to know her! THANK YOU! I loved the idea; I hope its okay that I use it. Any ways, R&R like always! I've waited four days for you to reply MrsLoganReese. You haven't so I'm posting this chapter any ways. I'm tired of waiting. I hope its ok. Love you.
Warnings: SLASH! Slash is guy and guy pairings. I'm going to stop saying that soon… oh and a shower scene… YAY!
Disclaimer: I don't own Zoey 101. Seriously I don't. Not making any money off of this either, the only creature that would pay me for it is a monkey, and where would it get the money? Yeah, answer me that… I don't own the Monkeys song either.
Chapter 12
Hannah-Maria Reese
Dedicated to: MrsLoganReese read authors note to find out why.
Downstairs the front door of the Reese resident burst open and in walked Logan's older sister Hannah-Maria Reese. Her golden hair fell into her angry face as she dropped her many bags and looked up at the stairs.
"Hello! Is anybody going to come and greet me?" She yelled up the stairs still angry at the lack of family that was there to greet her. She stood as patiently as she could tapping her left foot, which was clad in the latest style of 'hooker' boot (boots that go up just past the knee, I don't know what they're called other than boots.), while her hands were folded across her chest. She blew a bubble with her gum as her family and some bushy haired kid came into the entrance hall.
"Hannah, I'm so sorry we weren't here to greet you! I was in the kitchen starting on some lunch for the boys." Mrs. Reese said as she hugged her daughter.
"Oh, it's okay, Mother. I was just worried that there wasn't anybody at home and the door was unlocked." Hannah looked around at her family before letting her eyes rest on Chase. "Little brother, I suspect this is a friend of yours." She gestured at Chase and then looked back at Logan.
"Oh yeah. Hannah-Maria this is my best friend Chase Matthews, Chase this is Hannah." Logan introduced the two and then watched in astonishment as Chase stepped forward, took Hannah's hand and placed a kiss on the top of her hand like they do in fancy movies.
"Charmed, I'm sure." Chase said as he smiled at the look of complete and other shock on Hannah's face, which she quickly covered with a smile.
"Yes well. Logan, will you help me with my bags." It wasn't a question, and with that the two boys grabbed the bags and rushed them up the stairs and into Hannah's bedroom.
Logan's POV
"Well, your sister seems nice." Chase said as he flopped down on his bed, closing his eyes.
"You should see her when she's in a bad mood." I said with a grin. "Nah, she's a good sister ya know. Sure she can be a little… temper mental, but in the end she cares."
"That's nice." Chase said, obviously not listening to a word I was saying.
"Oh, no one here knows that you know about Sarah or Abby, so don't bring it up, plus my grandparents are coming for Christmas dinner and they don't know so don't mention it in front of them no matter what." I explained. If Chase screwed this up… violent thoughts are bad. Don't think them.
"Don't worry Logan. I won't tell a living soul. Promise." Chase said standing up and walking over to me, wrapping his arms around me in a gentle hug. Oh crap. Now I have that warm tingling feeling surrounding my heart again. It annoys me because I can't make it go away.
"I have to go, now." I said untangling myself from Chase's arms and going straight into my bedroom. That was close. What was that feeling? 'It doesn't matter what it was. All that matters is that it's gone now and I don't have to worry about it.' I thought to myself as I lie down on my bed and hug a pillow. 'At least not until the next time I see Chase.'
Chase has this power over me. I can't deny him. I have a need to make him happy; to make sure that no one can hurt him. All I want to do is protect him. Is that so wrong? Of course its not. He's mine. Always will be.
Chase's POV
That was weird. Logan just up and left with no explanation as to why he had to go. I don't understand him at times; he's all over the place. Worse than a teenage girl really.
I walked over to my suitcase and grabbed my towels. I could at least be clean for lunch. I need to make a good impression on Logan's family, especially that sister of his. I have a feeling that it isn't good to get on her bad side. I walked across my room and into the bathroom where I started my shower and began to undress. In the shower I started my normal routine of washing myself that was always accompanied by singing. Sure I'm not the best but whatever.
"Oh I could hide 'neath the wings of the blue bird as she sings, the six o'clock alarm would never ring. But it rings and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes, my shaving razors cold and it stings. Cheer up sleepy Jean! Oh what can it mean, to a daydream believer and a home coming queen…" I sang with all my heart. I love the Monkeys, don't tell anybody. They were cool way back in the 60's. Right, back to singing. "You once thought of me as a white night on his steed, now you know how happy I can be. Oh and our good times starts and end with out dollar one to spend but how much baby do we really need? Cheer up sleepy Jean! Oh what can it mean, to a daydream believer and a home coming queen?" That's basically the whole song. Just then there was that familiar laughter outside the shower curtain, it made my heart leap. Chase wanted to play again. Maybe this time we won't be interrupted. I smiled at this thought. God, I'm a horney bastard. (A/N: Lol, I'm having too much fun!) My smile grew as I heard his belt hit the floor and the shower curtain was pulled back and someone stepped in behind me.
After a second I felt his arms around me and I turned around grabbing his face in the process, kissing him with all the passion I posses as a human being. I obviously took him by surprise but after a few seconds he started kissing me back. God, Logan is a great kisser… I thought to myself as I felt his tongue begging to enter my mouth. Hmm, I could have fun torturing him, should I let him in or not… this could get interesting. I thought with a raise of my eyebrows. Nah, I let him in, why not? I give in now he has to give later… I am so evil and horney. Whatever.
Slowly I parted my lips to allow Logan's eager tongue to enter my mouth where I gently sucked on it. He liked it; I know by the way he pulls himself closer to me wrapping his fingers through my hair. I love it when he does that. He has this way of rendering me uncontrollable, and I like it. The kiss grew in passion quickly and soon neither of us could take in any more and we pulled apart. My eyes were met with Logan's; we stared into each other's eyes for an eternity before Logan grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed me into the wall, kissing me fiercely, nearly breaking my nose. I didn't give in for long though, within seconds I grabbed Logan and shoved him into the wall kissing him passionately. I prefer passion to rough sloppiness.
I wrapped one of my arms around his neck as the other cradled his face. His soft skin felt so nice against my hand even though he kind of needed to shave, his chin was covered in stubble but it's easy enough to ignore. Besides, the rugged look is totally in right now…
Suddenly the shower curtain was pulled back and a very afraid looking Hannah-Maria stood staring at us, both completely naked holding each other in the shower of the guest bathroom.
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