My Brother's Best Friend | completed

Chapter Three

Yesterday was an uneventful evening. I had mostly hung out in my room and on my phone. All my friends had basically gone to travel the world together but travelling the world wasn't my type of thing. Don't get me wrong, they did invite me but I politely declined.

I wanted to stay here, get a job and settle down. But obviously I wanted to get out of my parents' house since they were practically suffocating me! I loved them but the did restrict me a lot to the point I saw why Jake moved out. At the time, I was oblivious as to why he left and I thought he was being stupid. Boy was I wrong.

It was now morning and I was up bright and early. I really needed to find myself a job. I know Jake said I didn't have to contribute to any payments but I wanted to. I wanted to be able to help in some ways. Even if that's just by buying food. Things here was more calmer than with my parents. It was more laid back and at ease. I can actually relax here.

Thinking of food made me remember that I had to make dinner. Why did I tell him I would? I'm such an idiot.

I get out of bed, taking some clothes and heading for the bathroom. I open the door and walk in and scream. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" I squeak out and ran back to my room, shutting the door and resting my back against it.

I walked in on Damian, drying himself off! I am so embarrassing. I swear I always end up embarrassing myself! My heart was pounding so fast. Thankfully I didn't see anything. I definitely didn't want to see anything anyway!

I just wanted to crawl up into a corner and cry. Cry with embarrassment. I heard a knock on my door. "Hello?" I ask cautiously.

"The bathroom is free and you know, you got a little show so maybe you can give me a little show?" Damian suggested.

"Pervert!" I yelled out.

"I know!" I heard his footsteps and he was walking away. I quickly opened my door and slipped into the bathroom, locking the door this time. I didn't want any mishaps like yesterday! I quickly showered and got dressed and was out the door in a jiffy. Okay, I lied.

What really happened was that I did shower and dress quickly. But when I went to grab something to eat, let's say I wasn't the only one grabbing things.

"Damian! Keep your perverted hands to yourself!"

"You can't just tease a guy like that!" What the hell is he on about? He's delusional!

"I wasn't even doing anything!"

"You were bending down!" he replied, acting as if I was inviting him to grab my butt.

"So?! Doesn't mean I'm inviting you to grab my butt!" I defend.

"It kinda does!" He's crazy.

"You're so perverted!"

"But you find me attractive anyway." Where did that come from?

"Where the hell did that come from?! We're not talking about whether or not you're attractive, we're talking about how perverted you are!" I mean, sure he is attractive but that is not what our conversation was even about!

"Do you think I'm attractive?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I think you're a pervert," I told him and grinned.

"God, I know that! I'm asking if you think I'm attractive or not. You know, do you find me sexy?" I burst out laughing. It was hilarious to see him asking whether I think he's sexy or not. He was trying to keep a serious face on. "Well, do you?"