Stepbrother

Chapter 13

I looked at Jeremy wide eyed. "W-what?" I asked.

"Didja likey?" Jeremy smiled. I swallowed hard and sunk down into my blankets. I rolled over quickly and pulled the blankets over my head. "Hey, no! Get back out here."

I rolled over and peeked out. "What do you want?" I asked.

Jeremy smiled again and slid out of his bed. He kneeled on the floor next to my bed and looked me in the eye. "I'll ask again, didja like?"

My heart thudded in my chest. "Umm.." I said quietly. "Do I have to answer that?"

"Well I mean, I'm not forcing you to. Buuut, I might tickle you again," Jeremy said, smirking. My mouth dropped open. Okay, I have a choice- tell him why I was staring, or be tickled by a man that's nearly naked.

Okay.... Well.

"I um..." I began quietly.

"I can't hear youuuu!" he said, climbing into my bed next to me. My eyes widened as I moved back to give him more room. He pulled the blankets up to his shoulder. "Now, what were you saying?"

"I said, umm," I stuttered. "Damnit!"

"What?" he asked, looking into my eyes.

"I was staring because you're cute, okay?!" I shouted angrily. Jeremy smiled, but once he saw the anger in my face he stopped.

"I'm sorry.." he said, "I didn't mean to force you into admitting something you didn't want to admit." I sighed and rolled onto my back. We laid in silence for a minute or two. "Hey?" he asked. I looked over at him slightly. "Are you okay?"

I sighed, "I'm never okay. But, yeah, sure." Jeremy sighed and rolled onto his side, pulling me into his chest. I tensed and looked up at him. I finally relaxed and put my head into his chest. Wait, I'm supposed to be mad at him..

"Do you forgive me?"

"Yeah. It's not like it's a big deal or anything."

He sighed, "Everything is a big deal. Or at least it is now. If we're mad at each other we'll never survive Jeff."

"Then how'd you do it by yourself?"

"I practically lived at Neil's," Jeremy said, pushing me away slightly. I looked up at him to see him looking away.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, you're just hot.. I mean, making me hot," Jeremy stuttered. I looked at him. "Not that you're ugly..!"

"I get it, shut up," I said. He sighed and laid his head back down.

"I need to go.. brush my teeth."

"You brushed your teeth already.." I said, looking at him.

He sighed. "WELL I'M GONNA BRUSH THEM AGAIN!" My eyes widened. "I.. I didn't mean to scream at you."

"Why are you so obsessive over your teeth?" I asked, laughing slightly.

"I'm not," he said. "Oh wait, I mean.. I just like my teeth to not rot out."

"Your story isn't flowing," I said, looking at him funny. "What are you not telling me?"

"What? Nothing," Jeremy answered quickly.

"I'll ask again," I mimicked. "What are you not telling me?"

"I really can't tell you," he said, getting out of the bed and walking to the bathroom.

"Why are you walking funny?" I asked.

"I'm not walking funny," he said, looking over his shoulder slightly.

"Yes, you are," I said, getting up. He ran to the bathroom and shut the door.

"Damnit, how does this lock work again?" he asked, fumbling with it. He got it locked just as I reached the door.

"Jeremy, I have a key," I said, standing on my chair and getting the key from the top of the door frame. "I don't hear teeth brushing noises."

"Lendzie, please!" he yelped as I stuck the key in the door.

"Just tell me and I'll leave you alone!" I said. He didn't reply, but he opened the door slightly and stuck his head out.

"I really don't want to tell you," Jeremy said. I shrugged and pushed at the door. "I'm stronger than you."

"I see that," I said, panting slightly. "Just tell me. It's only fair," I said, crossing my arms.

Jeremy stood there for a second, apparently having some major internal conflict. He sighed and opened the door. My eyes darted down instinctively, then I realized.. Oh, shit. He's hard..

"There, go away now," he said, blushing.

"I didn't..." I said, "I, um.."

"Stop staring at me!" He blushed harder.

"I'm.. sorry," I said, trying to pry my eyes away. Just shut the freaking door, for both our sakes! My eyes stayed glued for some reason. I couldn't bring myself to look away.

Jeremy just stood there and took it. "Jeremy... I.." I said quietly. "I don't mean to stare, it's just.." I shifted my weight and finally moved my eyes up to his face. He looked away.

"Just..?"

"I don't even know," I said, glancing down again. Jeremy cleared his throat and I realized I was staring again.

He was blushing furiously, and I was pretty sure my face was pink. "Go away, please," he said quietly.

"I'm not even in the bathroom. Shut the door," I said, staring again. He fidgeted before slamming the door in my face.

I went back to my bed. After about a minute, I heard Jeremy moan from the bathroom and I blushed again. Stupid thin walls.

Jeremy came back into the bedroom about a minute after that. He immediately flipped the lamp off and got in bed.

Eventually, I fell asleep to the rhythm of Jeremy's breathing.