forum “It’s the End of the World as We Know It” (O/O)

Started September 01, 2019 by @MusicElle-is-here

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Mathilda nodded. “I understand. I’ll let you know if I think of anything that could help.”

Logan nodded. "Alright. Thank you." He replied, giving a small, tight smile.

“Okay, well I’ve got other things to attend to, so I’ll see you two later,” Mathilda added, turning to leave.

“See ya,” Allie echoed, a bit glad she was leaving, truth be told.

"Bye!" Logan called, looking at Allie once the other girl was gone. "How do you feel?" He asked softly.

“Honestly? Not so great,” Allie admitted, giving him a sheepish smile. “My head is pounding.”

Logan sighed softly. "I see. Have you taken any of the meds yet?" He asked, looking at her carefully.

“No. That girl just brought them,” Allie replied, managing to sound halfway-normal. “I guess I should though.”

Logan nodded. "Alright." He replied. "Do so." He gave a small smile, shrugging and raking a hand through his hair.

Allie popped a pill into her mouth and swallowed it, glad she had learned to swallow them without water a while ago. “I hope this works.”

Logan nodded. "Me too." He replied softly, looking over at her with soft, gentle eyes.

Allie sighed, closing her eyes. Her head still hurt, but maybe it had to take a minute for the medicine to kick in. “Do you know anything else that would help?”

Logan shook his head. "Not really…just…I don't know." He replied slowly, raking a hand through his hair.

Allie made a hmm noise in her throat, before the headache finally started to fade away. “I think it’s working,” she pointed out, a bit shocked. She honestly hadn’t expected it to work.

Logan smiled. "Oh. Good." He replied, resisting the urge to take her hand or kiss her cheek.

“So, want to go back to playing Candyland or whatever? I honestly got kind of bored of it,” she said. Which is totally code for: I couldn’t concentrate because I was thinking about kissing you again, her mind whispered. Thank god aliens couldn’t read minds. Or could they? She mentally screamed after that just in case, so that he’d give himself away by wincing or something.

Logan nodded. "Alright." No, he couldn't read minds. Which was probably a good thing. He sat down on the bed again. "Whose turn?" He asked.

“I don’t know, I think yours?” Allie responded, glancing at Logan before looking back down at the board.

Logan nodded. He sighed softly, and picked up a card, moving his piece. "There."

“What happened to ‘ha, I’m gonna kick your ass’?” Allie teased half-heartedly. She knew more or less what had happened; she wasn’t even sure why she had asked. She moved her piece as well.

Logan shrugged. "Uhm… I'm still going to." He replied with a soft, slightly forced chuckle.

Allie smiled back, but it was weak and left her face a moment later. “Sure.” She moved again. She tried not to think about Logan at all, but then her thoughts only drifted to her ailment. Wonderful, she thought sarcastically.

(gtg for a bit, will be back in thirty minutes to an hour)

Logan sighed softly, rubbing his face with a hand and taking his next turn. He took a deep breath, going again.

(oh sorry i fell asleep)

They were getting close to the end of the game and Allie didn’t even care anymore. She almost just wanted it to be over with so she could go back to her unhappy thoughts in peace.

(lol it's fine)

Logan took his turn again, looking over at her worriedly. "Are you alright?" He asked softly

“I’m fine, Logan,” she lied, attempting a smile. She had said that so many times that at this point she figured he could see right through her. Allie had no idea why she clung to the lie anyway, pretending that she was fine.

Logan shook his head. "No, you aren't." He replied softly. "Please, Allie." He sighed.

“What do you want me to say?” she sighed, looking away. “Yes, okay. I feel like shit. Even though the headache and cough are gone at the moment, I’m worried.” The words poured out of her like a stream, but she bit her lip at the end of her short spiel and refused to say more. It was bad enough telling him how worried her current condition made her, but she didn’t want to rehash their discussion from only minutes ago. He clearly didn’t want any sort of relationship, and she didn’t want to hear his reasoning again.

Logan hesitated. "Okay. I…" He shook his head. "I'm sorry." He didn't know what to say. He was worried, and scared, and he didn't want her to die. And he kind of wanted to kiss her again, but…he knew he shouldn't.

Allie ran her hand through her mess of blonde hair. “It’s okay. I’m sorry that I keep saying I’m fine when I’m not. I didn’t mean to be a bitch about it.”

"It's okay. I'm just…I'm just worried." Logan replied, looking at her. "I'm sorry if I'm being pushy or something."