Stay Away From The Bad Boy.

Chapter 11.

Right this moment, i despise the sun for peeping threw my curtains. I grumbled as i opened my eyes, a headache pounding in my head. I buried my head under the pillow and shut my eyes again to try and get back to sleep. I heard the door creak open and someone shaking me gently. "Don't. Touch. Me." I warned, but i was still shook.

"Did you drink? Do you have a hangover or somethin'?" Toby asked me gently. 
I rolled over so i was facing the ceiling but Toby was in the corner of my eye, smirking what god knows what reason.
"No, i have a headache because of the music and the late night." I mumbled. "I have concluded that i don't like parties."

Toby laughed, "Well get up lazy. You have school." I shook my head and covered myself with my covers, "You'll never take me alive!" He snaked his hands under the blanket and grabbed my ankles and pulled me onto the floor  with a bump. "Ouch! You little sh-" He covered my mouth before i could even finish.

"No swearing allowed my dear sister." He said, cheekily giving me a grin. He pulled his hand away in disgust, "Did you just lick me?!" I wiggled my eyebrows and he shuddered, "Can i please stay at home just today? You don't know what i've been through." I complained.
He thought for a minute before giving in, "Fine. We can go out for lunch then. My treat." He ruffled my already messy hair. I squealed and jumped back into bed only to be dragged out. "Nuh uh! We are going to be active today not lazy! Come on, it's such a nice day we might as well take advantage." He explained, i rolled my eyes.

He stood up and began to look through my cupboard and threw some clothes at me. "Be down in 30. Not a minute late." He warned and left my room, peace and quiet finally arriving. I threw myself back onto the bed, getting changed includes movement which is effort- which is what i don't have right this moment. But knowing Toby he will literally drag me out of bed from my ankles. 

I swung my legs over the side and walked over to my paint splattered wardrobe- i decided to throw different paint colours at the giant block of wood just for fun and it was boring. I opened the door and picked out some navy blue skinny jeans and a plain white shirt. I quickly went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth; leaving a minty aftertaste in my mouth.
I hopped into the shower, the hot water blasting my back, and soon after a few minutes after the bathroom began to smell like tropical fruits.

I quickly dried off and slipped on my clothes, and wore some tatty white Converse and a red hoodie to keep warm. I pushed up the sleeves and put on my watch and a couple of bracelets and let my hair loose except for clipping away a strand that kept coming in my face. I grabbed my little bag and wallet and jogged downstairs where Toby was flicking through the channels while chewing on a peach. The juice dripping down his arm; he then went to lick it when i threw a pillow at his head.

"Ouch! Don't you seem me busy here?" He muttered, i put my hands up in surrender: "Oh! I'm sorry for interrupting your precious juice licking time. I'm hungry and your annoying so lets go." 
He rolled his eyes and grabbed his keys, swinging it round his finger. "This annoying person is buying you breakfast and lunch so hush." He warned and we walked out and got into his car that was finally clean and smelling like pine.

"I'm proud," I said to him, "You finally cleaned the piece of crap." I leaned against the seat, so many memories in this car.

He put his hand on his heart, "Don't say that to Sheila!" He scolded, i raised my eyebrows, "You named it?"

"Her." He corrected, "And yes i did. She is my baby." He started the engine and began to cruise down the street with the radio blasting out good music. "Uh...how can you tell?" I asked awkwardly, and we both burst out into laughter.
Wow, i never once thought that i missed hanging out with my dorky, annoying as hell, older brother. But he always knew how to cheer me and replace my sadness with happiness. He tapped his nose mischievously, "Only i can know that."