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Allie doesn’t say anything, but I can picture her stiff posture and awkward nod as she greets him back. We all used to be friends, but around the same time our parents fell out, so did Logan and Allie. She’s never explained her hatred for him, but she doesn’t make me feel like I have to choose between them. I do try and keep them separate, knowing how uncomfortable Allie gets when he’s around.
He squeezes me into a tight hug again, and I breathe him in. I’ve missed him so much, I can’t help but be happy he’s here. Perfect timing too.
Pulling away and taking a step back, I notice he’s brought a friend along with him. I didn’t notice him at first, probably because I was in so much shock about seeing Logan so soon. We planned to meet tomorrow for breakfast, so I’d hyped myself up for then.
I smile at his friend, even though his appearance and expression make me feel a little out of sorts. It surprises me, because I can talk to anyone and everyone. My mum’s always saying I could make friends in an empty room, I’m that social. But something about Logan’s friend makes me feel on edge.
Not wanting to be rude, I wave. “Hey, I’m Willow, and this is my best friend, Allie.”
He grunts and gives us a nod, his eyes scanning Allie with a mixture of repulsion and lust, which startles me. I give Logan a questioning look, but he just grins, shrugging his friend’s behaviour off. Knowing Logan wouldn’t bring around someone who would hurt us, I don’t say anything more.
“Come on, give us your bags,” he tells me. Not needing to be told twice, I happily let go of the handles of my cases and let him take them from me. I’m about to move and help Allie with her cases, when Logan’s voice stops me. “Jamie, grab ‘em off her, man.”
I watch with wide eyes as Jamie takes the bags from Allie. Stiffly, she makes her way over to me, her eyes wide, fear flashing in them.
“Shall we go see our new home, roomie?”
“Lead the way, my lady,” she sings, and we begin to skip our way to the front entrance. With our fob, we let ourselves into the building, then head towards the lift.
The ride to the eighth floor isn’t long, and before we know it, we’re stepping out onto our floor. When we reach the door, I have to hold back tears of joy and excitement. Instead of trying to process everything right there, I take my phone out of my pocket and hold it up, ready to take a selfie.
Logan snorts, snatching the phone from me so he can take the photo for us. “Still documenting, I see.”
I nod, smiling wide for the photo. I’ve always loved taking photos. It doesn’t matter what they’re of, I just click away. My favourite pictures are when I capture memorable moments, though, ones like right now.
I’d love it as a kid when my mum would flick through photo albums, pointing out memories I’d long forgotten or hadn’t been old enough to remember, and tell me all about them. I’d stare down at the photo and I’d feel like I was there all over again, old memories resurfacing.
Logan hands me my phone back and I put it back in my pocket, ready for when I need it next.
“Do you have more shit in the car or is this everything?” he asks, looking doubtfully at the four suitcases resting next to the door. He knows us too well.
“Yes. There are a few more cases in the back of the car. Allie’s dad had the rest sent over with the furniture.” I press the palms of my hands together. “Are you going to be a gentleman and grab them for us?”
He chuckles as he snatches the car keys from my hand. “It’s why I’m here.”
“Do you want to grab some food after?” I ask, excited to spend some time with him.
“I can’t, Will. I need to get to practise,” he tells me, an apologetic look flashing in his eyes.
Blinking back my disappointment, I force a smile. “It’s okay. We’re still on for tomorrow morning though, right?”
“Yeah, I’m alright for breakfast.” He leans over, kissing my cheek. “See you in a sec.”
We watch the lift doors close behind the guys before turning to each other.
Allie’s gaze meets mine, her eyebrow rising. “His friend is really creepy.”
She isn’t wrong. “I know.” I shiver, still feeling his creepy eyes on me. “Want to go in?”
She claps her hands, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Yes.” She’s just as excited as I am about not being under parental supervision. Allie more so than me. Growing up, my mum was trusting and never made me feel suffocated, unlike how Allie’s parents treated her. As long as I remained safe and told her where I’d be and what time I’d be back, my mum was happy. I’d talk to her about anything. I still do. Allie’s parents, on the other hand, were always on her back about her grades, her attendance, and even going out. She isn’t a sociable person, but it was her parents who made her that way. They coddled her and gave her a strict curfew on the one day of the week she was allowed out. Even after she left school, her parents only let up a little. I was surprised when her dad agreed to let her move so far away.
I’m about to push open the door, when the door behind us opens. There are two flats on each floor, on either side of the building. When I hear the latch to the door on the other side of the hallway, I grow excited to meet our new neighbours.
Knowing Allie won’t introduce herself—or me, for that matter—I try to calm myself down a little before approaching them. When I’m excited, I tend to babble, and people never know how to take me.
Allie and I both turn, her body freezing at the same time mine does. A lad my age, or maybe older, walks out, his eyes glued to his phone. He’s huge. Like mega freaking huge. He’s wearing a jacket, but even that doesn’t hide the tattoos peeking out from under his shirt, or the dangerous vibe bouncing off him. He looks broody and powerful, yet beautiful. How can someone look so scary and menacing yet be so gorgeous at the same time? He has a strong jaw, dark, piercing blue eyes, and full lips. His hair is a dirty blonde colour, messy and unkempt, and the urge to run my fingers through it is strong.
He truly is handsome; so much so, I have a hard time looking away from the rugged beast in front of me. The scruff on his jawline makes him look even sexier.
