?☆ I Think I'm In Love With You. ☆? - Tyler X Logan

•☆ You know I'll do
anything you ask me to, ☆ •

Logan pov:

It was a normal night, everyone was huddled around Aiden and Ben's TV, while we were off doing our own things. Me, Tyler, Taylor and Aiden were playing a shooting game together, while Ashlyn was sat under Aidens legs and Ben was doodling. Tyler came last place while I came first. "WHAT?" Tyler shouted towards Aiden, which made Ashlyn flinch. "Shut up, sore loser." Aiden said, now covering Ashlyns ears with his hands. "Sore loser? Maybe if you wasn't hogging all the zombies I wouldn't have lost." Tyler rolled his eyes as I held back a laugh for Ashlyns sake. "Maybe get better." Aiden continued. Tyler was full on raging by now, as Aiden kept his usual cocky grin. "YOU- STUPID PSYCHO YOU ARE SO-" He was cut off by me placing a hand over his mouth. His voice was muffled but still loud. Everything he talked, it sent a vibration through my arm. It was weird. So I placed my second hand over his mouth aswell in an attempt to completely shut up his voice till he realized his word were pointless if nobody could hear them. I was now fully facing Tyler, my back turned to the rest of the group. By the time Tyler had calmed down, everyone was already in a conversation of there own. " Mo-- yo-r st--id h--d L---n." I laughed at his attempt to talk through my hand barrier, though moved regardless. He rolled his eyes at me simply, before looking back at the screen. I watched as his mood seemed to have shifted when he was reminded he was 4th place. His eyes seemed more dull, as his small smirk faded. "Im going to the Bathroom." Tyler said, though nobody except me heard. This was strange.

Tyler Pov:

I needed an excuse to get out of that room. I couldn't even be good at a game. How could I be anything more than Useless in life. I was the cause of Taylors pain. I was the cause of everyone's panic. I was the cause of the Phantoms. I'm useless. Before I knew it, hot tears were rolling down my face. I hadn't reached the bathroom yet, but blame that on Aidens stupidly large house. I picked up the pace a bit, not wanted anyone to see 'The Tyler, Baseball Champion' crying because he sucks at a game. Pulling down the door handle, I pull myself into the bathroom collapsing onto my knees. "Tyler?" I hear a soft voice behind me say. "Logan?"

"Are you alright?" He asks. I sigh, as I doubt he will take " Yeah I'm fine!" As an answer. He walks closer to me, sitting next to me on the floor, as we both rest ours backs on the bathtub behind us. " Do you want to talk about it?" His voice is reassuring, like he isn't forcing me to spill if I dont want to. And I don't. But Logan is diffrent. He is someone who I can trust. I don't know why he feels.. more trustworthy than the others.. it's probally since he is the only one who is here right now. "Well..." I start, but I cant find the words to finish. I look to my left where logan is sat. His eyes are filled with patience, like I have all the time in the world. I put both my hands on the floor, trying to help stabilise myself a bit more.

"Am I useless, Logan?"