Read Everything but love :: Chapter 11

Oscar's heavy breathing echoes throughout the room as he moves back and forth uncontrollably. Logan, for his part, cowered under the table. He observes Oscar with suspicion. The slightest misstep and the latter will blame his stress on himself. That said, he worries a little when he sees him biting his thumbnail or putting a hand to his ear at times. The more he looks at the young man going from left to right, the more fascinated he is. Without realizing it, he memorizes his every step or his right ear which moves of its own accord as if by instinct. He pays attention to every detail: Oscar's horrified expression practically hidden by long, jet-black bangs. He thinks back to the other day and that moment when he saw his mesmerizing eyes. It was only a short moment, but he noticed something inexplicable like a kind of emotions that one cannot describe; the kind of things that few people have experienced.

"Stop looking at me like an idiot, will you?" this time, he looks at him with deep loathing. Oscar had stopped for a while but he hadn't noticed as he was too busy wondering if he would still have a chance to look again into those irises. He feels like he can read her thoughts just by glancing at them.

Oscar sighs at his stunned face and walks towards him. He bends down and brings his head closer under the table. Their eyes meet, he is close, much too close.

"Why did you follow me anyway? Are you that bored? Do you find some sort of satisfaction in this?"

Logan blushes, his heart is pounding like hell and he steps back a little fearing that his interlocutor will hear the beating. Unconsciously, he looks down at the ground.

"I'm not stalking you. I really wanted to apologize." he whispers. He looks at Oscar with big puppy eyes and quickly lifts his bangs with one hand. His blue eyes widen in panic. He stands up, surprised and fixes his hairstyle.

"Aaaagh!!! I've had enough of you" He quickly returns to his original place and sits down. Logan laughs, amused by his reaction.

"Relax, I'm serious. I really wanted to apologize. I'm not looking to be friends with you and I think I've made that clear, my first intentions weren't very pure. However, if you don't want anything to do with me I understand. I acted like an asshole and you don't have to forgive me but I still wanted you to know that I'm not who you think I am. This is not the image I want to give of myself" the gentle warmth of his voice carries his words like delicate feathers.

Turned towards the window, Oscar seems to be thinking about what he has just said. The heavy silence between the two prolongs the wait.

~sigh~"Whatever! Do what you want, I don't care. Look where it got you, you're stuck here with me for the whole weekend."

"It's not like him complaining, heh!" he shrugs his shoulders.

Oscar turns his head half in anticipation of Logan's joke. The latter straightens up a little preparing to avoid another attack from him. Surprisingly he does nothing. From his position, Logan struggles to see her expression but her gaze is clearly blank. He collapses to the ground before Logan can react. Logan rushes over to him and flips him onto his back. His breathing is heavy. His face completely blood red, he has a slight fever. There is no doubt; Oscar is in heat.