Logan continued to cry on my shoulder and I just rubbed small circles into his back. Every now and then he would mumble something that sounded like "I'm sorry" but I told him I didn't mind. I wanted him to get everything out into the open. I wanted him to feel like he didn't have to hide anything about himself with me.

I handed Logan another tissue and as he blew his nose I heard it again, "I'm really sorry Los."

"Shh Lo," I spoke softly as I pulled him in for another hug "You haven't done anything wrong. It's okay to love and to be heartbroken. And while it's not okay for people to bully you, it's okay to feel hurt by other people's harsh words." I thought about what Hortencia had said earlier, and it made me angry all over again. I didn't want to see Logan getting bullied here. He didn't deserve it.

I heard footsteps behind us and soon Logan's mom rushed up behind me, "Logan, honey, are you okay?" She gave me a glance and I let Logan go so his mom could take a look at him.

"Mo-mom I'm fine. Carlos was just listening to me talk about Texas and I got a little emotional...He's been helping me calm down though."

looked at me again and smiled and mouthed "Thank you."

I simply nodded and looked at Logan again, the tears were still streaming down his face and I hated that some stupid bully and a dumb ex-boyfriend had done this to him. "Lo-Los" Logan choked out my nickname.

"Yes buddy?" I reached out and put my hand on his leg. His mom was now across the kitchen getting two glasses of water.

"Can you stay a little longer...please?"

I couldn't say no to those eyes. I didn't want to leave Lo while he was still a mess and he really looked like he needed me.

"I'll stay Lo. Come on, let me take you up to your bed so you can lay down and relax." I smiled and grabbed the waters from his mom and followed Logan up to his room. I remembered how I had done this not too long ago and had been a nervous wreck. Now it all just seemed so natural.

I sat on Logan's bed as I waited for him to change into his pajamas. I sipped on the water his mom had given me and sighed. I knew one day Logan might tell me more about what happened, but I was still in surprise that his last school had been so bad for him. He was one of the nicest guys I knew, and he didn't try to impose on anyone. He just wanted friends. I was determined I would be that for him. He needed me, and due to a few events in the past few weeks, I needed a good friend too.

Logan came out of his bathroom, smiling weakly at me as he crawled into his bed. I sat there and watched him for a bit until he tugged me down next to him and he laid his head on my chest. "I promise I won't keep you long Los, and I'm sorry if the cuddling is weird...but it really helps me."

I smiled and wrapped and arm around Logan's waist. "Don't worry about it Lo. I don't mind it at all." And that was certainly true. Here we were again, Logan curled up into my chest and that faint smell of honey and mint drove me crazy.

We stayed silent for a while before Logan spoke up again, "I don't want it to happen again Los...It was awful. And James...he heard about me moving and he showed up at my house the day we were leaving.

It was a scorching day at the end of July and Logan was helping his dad carry the last few boxes from the house to the U-Haul that was waiting in the driveway. As Logan loaded up the box he had in his arms he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and as he began walking to his front door to finish helping his dad he spotted a familiar car approaching his house.

"No. Not now." Logan whispered this to himself and ran his hand through his damp hair. He sighed as he walked to the end of the driveway where the car parked and his ex boyfriend, James Diamond emerged. "What do you want James.." Logan tried to hide the pain in his voice. He tried so hard to mask it with anger, because he was angry with James, but he knew James would see through it all.

"You-You really are leaving huh?" James looked at the U-Haul absentmindedly.

"Yeah..I am." Logan stood there, shifting on his feet awkwardly.

James sighed out loud and leaned against his car, Logan tried to resist the urge to kiss the taller boy, he couldn't help that even after everything James did he still thought he looked beautiful in this weather. It was like the sun shined for James. Logan was pulled from these thoughts when James muttered, "I'm going to miss you.."

Logan shook his head, "James please-"

"No I mean it Logan," James insisted as he took his hands and placed them on Logan's hips. "I'm going to miss you, if I could do it over again, I would do it how you wanted. I would have waited until you were ready"

"But you didn't James...and it's too late to come apologize now. You waited for months, you watched me get beat up by Kendall for months, and you didn't do anything. You let me go through that alone."Logan knocked James's hands off his hips and stared James in the face, the blood was rushing to his face because the longer James stood there, trying to make everything okay, the more Logan couldn't take it. He had trusted the brown haired boy, and he had abused that. Even if Logan still thought James was gorgeous and even though he still had the urge to kiss him one last time before he left, he didn't.

James stood silent, clearly unsure of how to respond, trying to calculate his response carefully. Logan could read that in his facial expressions, the way his jaw muscles clenched and his eyebrows pushed together. Suddenly James said very quietly, at almost a whisper, "Do you think you'll ever forgive me?"

Logan shook his head, turning to his house, not wanting to get caught in this trap again, just to be humiliated a second time. "I'll never fully forgive you, but I know I won't ever fully forget you either. Goodbye James."

Logan heard a mumbled "Goodbye" from his hazel eyed ex, and as he walked to his house he heard James climb back into his car and start his engine, and as he walked into his front door he heard James drive off.

was waiting inside the door for her son, she had noticed James's car as she was walking past a window to grab another box. "Are you okay honey?"

Logan looked up at his mom and gave her a genuine smile, something he hadn't been able to do it a while, "I'm not 100% okay yet mom, but I will be. Let's get out of this state...please." His mom pulled him into a hug and soon his dad joined them, not quite sure why his family was hugging, but he knew that it was an appropriate time for a group hug.

When the hug was over Logan looked at both of his parents, "I love you guys so much. Thank you."

As Logan finished his story I couldn't help but ask, "Do you still like him?"

I felt Logan tense up on my chest and I immediately wished I hadn't asked but after a few seconds I heard his voice, "I'm sure if I saw him again, I would still get that feeling in my stomach and I would still want to go back to those few months when we were together before everything changed. But I think I know I deserve more than that now. I know I want someone who will treat me better and respect what I want. I mean I loved that he wasn't ashamed to be with me...but I wanted to show everyone how happy we were together when I was ready."

I stayed silent as Logan finished and I felt him shift on my chest, suddenly he was looking up at me and analyzing my face, "What's wrong Los? Was it something I said."

I shook my head, not quite ready to admit to Logan the way I felt. "I-I just think it's probably time for me to get home, I have some assignments to finish up and I'm sure my mom doesn't want me out too late."

Logan looked down at my chest and simply nodded his head before rolling over. I stood up and began walking out of his room, "You'll be at school tomorrow, right Lo?" I looked over my shoulder as Logan rolled over to face me.

"Of course Los. I'll feel better by then too. Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on today.."

I stared into those eyes longer than necessary before saying, "It was no problem at all." And walking down the steps. I said goodbye to and headed home. A thousand thoughts running through my mind at once as I paced the pavement.

I practically ran Tomas over when I walked in the house, "Whoa Los. You look like a man on a mission? What happened at Logan's?" I thought about not telling him, but he had already helped me through so much with Logan, and I know no matter what Tomas would love and support me.

I pulled Tomas up to my room and closed the door. We sat on my floor together and Tomas stayed silent while I gathered my thoughts. He was looking at me impatiently, waiting for me to start, "Come on Los, what happened?"

I breathed in deep and began, "Well, for starters, he is gay." At that Tomas gave me a happy slap on the back and smiled.

"Well that's awesome hermano!"

"But at his last school, the only boyfriend he ever had basically dragged him out of the closet and he was bullied really bad by this jackass. That's why he acts so weird here, with the "bad boy" thing. He doesn't want to be bullied again, and I think he's scared to let people here know he's gay..."

I realized I had been looking at the ground and playing with my hands, so I looked up and Tomas who was thinking deeply, "So essentially, you're going to have to show Lo that he can trust you and that you'll never do that to him.. Did you tell him you were gay too?"

When I shook my head Tomas punched me in the arm, "Are you serious Los! You didn't tell him you were gay too?"

I shook my head again, "No, I didn't think it was the right time..."

Tomas stood up and began walking out of my room, "Los you need to tell him, and even if he doesn't feel the same, maybe you two can help each other. You both don't really know who you are. You need to find yourself and he needs to find himself. Do it together."

With that Tomas was walking out of my room and I let out a groan as I laid back on my floor.

I couldn't get the way Logan looked when he was crying out of my head. I wanted to show him that he didn't have to be scared. He could love again. And slowly I realized Tomas was right, even if it wasn't with me, I wanted Logan to be happy. I wanted to be happy and I wanted to know who I was. I climbed up into my bed and turned off my light, I found myself speaking to my papi, "I know you would have loved me no matter what, and I miss you so much right now Papi. You always knew what advice to give me. I need a little guidance right now...what should I do?" I sighed as I pulled the blanket up over my body and I rolled onto my side. I needed to tell Logan how I felt, but I wanted to guard my already fragile heart just in case.