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“The only people for me are the mad ones — the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle you see the blue center light pop, and everybody goes, ‘ahhhhhhhh….’”
Based on this:
promt: Logan and Derek watch a movie at the cinema in which Julian dies (Logan cries at that scene)and when they get back to dalton Logan acts strange around Julian (you know hugging him ,being overprotective and stuff ) (before Hell night) :D
“Bored.. Bored… Boredy bored bored”. Julian tried to ignore the pointed remarks beside him. Derek smiled, nudging his best friend in the ribs.
“Dude, I think Logan’s trying to tell you something” the footballer grinned and peered over the queue. It was a warm summer night, where most people would be spending their time outside playing games, having barbeques or just relishing the warmth. But no. Not these three Stuart boys. They were standing outside a grotty cinema on the outer reaches of Lima, wrapped up in over 3 layers each with Julian in a huge hat and sunglasses.
The release of Julian’s new action film had came out just that week, and the actor had insisted dragging his best friends to see it, even if that meant going in disguise and not drawing attention to themselves.
“Yes yes, Logan. I can hear you. You’re bored. I get it. Now can we just watch the film?” Julian’s voice was muffled behind the huge scarf he insisted on wearing. He must’ve been sweltering underneath all those layers, but he didn’t let on.
Logan groaned, shuffling from side to side. He hated standing still and especially hated being pushed by the sweaty bodies of the crowd around him. There was no denying it, he was bored. But he did make a promise to Julian to see all his first films at least a week afterwards.
“Why couldn’t we go somewhere nicer then? This looks like its about to fall down”. The blonde was right as usual. The cinema was dangerously old, a forgotten gem from the years when Charlie Chaplin ruled the screens. The doors were thick with grim and the posters looked aged on the walls, despite being new releases.
“Are you doing this purposelessly to annoy me Lo? You know I can’t go to a regular cinema, especially for my own films. We’d be swamped. Now c’mon! D, go and get the tickets, Lo? The popcorn and assorted snacks. I’m going to go and sit down before I boil” and so that’s how the actor flounced off into the cinema, easily pushing his way through the crowds.
The two remaining friends looked at each other in surprise before grudgingly following the actor in. Sometimes, Julian Larson could hold this annoying power of them when he wanted something badly.
“Pass the popcorn?” Logan whispered to where Julian was sitting beside them. The actor flashed him what seemed to be an annoyed look - Logan couldn’t exactly see much due to the annoying darkness of the cinema - and all but chucked the food at Logan.
They were coming up to the climax of the film now, with Julian dressed as a young military cadet on his first trip to Vietnam during the war. Logan had to admit that Julian was a good actor, the fear and naked panic were clear in his eyes, and he was shaking very slightly as he held his gun up.
Logan settled into his seat, smirking as on-screen Julian pushed open the door of an guerilla camp with his foot. On Julian’s other side, Derek was busy stuffing jelly babies in his mouth as he watched the film intently.
What happened next, the two boys didn’t expect.
A wild scream came from the screen and with a flurry of gunshots they witnessed Julian die on the screen. Logan stared until his eyes went blurry. Julian, his body riddled with bullet wounds, a noiseless scream coming from his mouth. He twisted in agony, desperately trying to cover up the wounds with his jerky hands. Tears washed down his face as he whimpered and felt the blood slip between his fingers.
Julian stared at the camera, his body twisting in agony. The camera panned up to his face, focusing on those glistening brown eyes as the movies music rose loudly. Logan could barely register the sniffles all around him, the obvious grunting of Derek sobbing from beside an exasperated Julian. All he could focus on was those pain-racked eyes, watching as they dimmed to nothingness as Julian’s life left his body. The credits came up in unison with the cinema lights but Logan kept on staring at the screen.
Beside him Julian stretched, a smug smile on his face. “And that’s why I’ve been nominated for an Oscar. Oh god, Lo? Derek’s crying” Julian crowed, and handed a tissue to his best friend.
Logan turned his head to watch Julian stand up, replacing all the layers quickly and listening in to the conversations of how brilliant an actor he was from the other patrons.
“Come on you lazy bones” he kicked Logan’s foot. “We’ve got to get back. Derek?! Shut up! I’m alive if you haven’t noticed” Julian patted Derek’s head comfortingly.
“It was so good though Jules! How did they make that happen at the end” Derek choked through tears. Logan stood up woodenly as Julian prattled on about special effects and fake blood.
The blonde didn’t move as Julian banged into him, but bent down and gave the actor a huge hug, burying his face in the smaller boys neck and inhaling his scent. He knew the actor wasn’t really dying, but to feel him safe in his arms and know those brown eyes were full of life was enough to comfort him for the time being.
“Logan? Get off. You’re making people comment” Julian wedged his hands between their touching chests and pushed, flashing him the usual Cheshire smile.
“Back to Dalton for you two I think. You’re both incredibly embarrassing” Julian smiled as Logan walked behind him, keeping a warm hand in the actor’s back.
As they walked to the car, Logan slipped his arm around the actor’s shoulder, wedging him tighter under his arm and keeping him close to him. Julian smirked up at him as he felt Logan rub small circles into his shoulder with his thumb.
“Blimey Wright, some people would say you actually were freaked out by that scene” he shook his head, reaching for the front passenger seat door handle.
“Hey! I called shotgun! Get in the back Jules” Derek yelled, all traces of his tears forgotten as he pushed Julian to the back.
“Don’t push him” Logan snarled under his breath, making Derek raise his eyebrows at the over-protective gesture. Julian cleared his throat and looked at the two boys in mock-horror, diffusing the situation.
“The star must travel in the back?” Julian shook his head but slid into the car, ripping off his disguises until he finally emerged looking rumpled but definitely Julian-like. Logan flicked the engine on, and stared into the rear-view mirror, waiting until he caught Julian’s eyes.
They looked at each of for a few seconds before Logan finally pulling away, his eyes returning back to the actor in the back seat every few minutes.
A thousand words were said between them in that silence. A mixture of relief and reassurance flicked from Julian to Logan.
He was alive.
He was there.
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