My Best Friends Brother

Chapter 113

Liam is definitely not happy to be leaving. His little face was so sad as we packed everything away into his suitcase I let May take him and Heather for one last trip on the boats even after I said I wouldn't.

I think he was actually quite scared of her when we first got here but now I think he's just come to see her as a slightly more unhinged version of Brie, which I honestly didn't believe was possible until I saw her threaten to rip out her 6'6 older brothers throat for almost spilling juice on her Nike air Max.

If it was discovered that that girl had a mountain of bodies piled up under the patio of the Manor, I would not be surprised.

Miles wraps his hand around my waist as he leans over onto the bedside cabinet and picks up the bottle of lube  from last night, before kissing my cheek and making his way back around to his own case with that overly pleased smirk.

I'm glad that he is exactly who he is. This morning there was no weirdness or asking questions I wasn't ready to answer, instead there was just him opening those precious eyes, smiling and kissing my head before bringing us both downstairs and making breakfast. Actually he's kind of been walking around like he's on cloud nine and it's really cute.

The bad parts of last night... it was a fucking fluke. I don't let that all get to me outside of that day, that's my rule. Shove it down Josh... Just keep shoving it down...

I need to focus on the good bits, everything up until that moment was fucking perfect.

He's perfect.

I wasn't sure if he'd want to tell everyone that we were official yet, but when I was cleaning the blueberry sauce off Liam's lips I heard the loudest shriek from the kitchen before suddenly Charlie threw his whole body around mine, kissing every inch of my face whilst screaming congratulations at the top of his lungs.

Everyone pretty much figured it out for themselves after that.

I really didn't think that having a label would change things but it has, or maybe it was just how much we connected last night. Whatever it is, I really fucking like it.

Miles stares down at the tube of lube in his hand, smiling to himself then looking back up at me before he tucks it between his seriously untidy packing. I'm not one of these people that thinks you should change the person you're with... but this guy better get his shit together before we get a place because like fuck are our drawers looking that fucking messy.

"I'm gonna need more of this aren't I? I mean, you really seemed to be..." I don't often see a lot of Al in him, but those wiggling fucking eyebrows of his are all her influence.

"You were... It was so... Google is definitely your friend." I joke, picking up another shirt and folding it before placing it into the case.

He chuckles lightly, throwing everything he owns haphazardly into his own case. Jesus, at least fold your fucking jeans!

"Oh that wasn't Google, that was all Charlie." Charlie?!

My eyes immediately dart up from the case to face him, he begins to laugh before shaking his head and attempting to explain. "Not like that! I mean, it said on Google that if you know an expert then you should talk to them. I figured there must be a reason that Han keeps that guy around... plus he's always smiling."

Oh God, he does realise that's all that little carrot-topped weirdo is going to fucking talk about while we are working on this pissing project... My work day just got a fuck load harder.

The door to the room slams open, Brie immediately throwing her hands over her ears at the sound it makes as it hits the wall.

"Will you shut the fuck up!" That's right Brie, shout at the door for making that much noise. She turns back to face us after giving the door it's fair share of evil's, her hangover clear in her red bloodshot eyes. I'm not sure what her, Charlie and the men got up to at the club last night, but all of them pretty much look like death warmed up this morning.

"Hungover much?" Miles giggle's as she loses her footing attempting to walk into the room.

"Go spin on a dick mini Thompson." Brie isn't a particularly kind person with her words when she's stone cold sober, hungover she's even fucking worse.

"Brianna." She just waves her hand in front of my face, dismissing me before taking the bottle of water off my bedside cabinet and drowning herself in the lot.

"Stop looking like that Joshua, I'm sure the Cookie Monster over there wasn't offended by the idea of riding around on your Cuddle Me Elmo anyway. You both have serious power-bottom energy about you." Remind me again why this girl is one of my best fucking friends?! "Al wants us all in the living room, pretty sure she's about to tell us that she's knocked up so we all have to act surprised. You finished packing yet?"

I pick up the final hoodie off the bed, tucking it quickly into the case and zipping it up before miles can realise that I'm stealing his favourite one. It's so fucking comfortable! Why are other guys clothes always so much more comfortable than your own?

"Yeah I'm done. May back in with the kids yet?" Brie nods, crushing the plastic bottle in her hand and throwing it into the trash before grabbing hold of Liam's case and pulling it along with her down the hall. That thing has hit the wall three times already but I'm not gonna make her stop, she looks ready to take someone's head off as it is and I'm going to make sure it's not mine.

Miles attempts to take my case with him but I quickly pull it away, dragging him against me for a final moment alone before we're forced to leave this little bubble we've created and return to the real world.

How the fuck am I supposed to sleep without him now? Fuck, I really want to keep him...

"You need to stop thinking so hard," He chuckles, pressing his finger against my scrunched up forehead. "You're getting wrinkles."

Cheeky shit.

I pull his lips down onto mine quickly, not allowing him the deep kiss he wants after saying that about me. I push my hands against his chest and force him back when he tries his best too slip his tongue between my lips.

He's pissed, he tries again to loop his hand behind my head but I pull the suitcase between us to keep him at a distance. That'll fucking teach you.

I pull the case behind me as I walk towards the door, only to have it ripped from my hands as he captures my throat before slamming my entire body up against the wall. Fuck, sometimes I really forget how strong he is.

Okay, note to self, never deny Miles a kiss when he wants one.

His lips meet mine with so much force that I can hardly keep up with the movements he's making. He kisses me thirstily, all teeth and tongue as he chews on my lip before swiping his heavy wet muscle against my own. I should hate this shouldn't I... but I fucking don't... The pressure he has on my throat decreases until finally he feels satisfied enough that he's staked his claim he pulls back and allows me to gasp for air.

"That's better. Remember who you belong to now Joshua." That fucking grin of his, if it wasn't so sexy I'd do something to wipe it off his face. "I was going to say that I'd crash at yours tonight but I guess if you're going to be like that then I won't let you near all of this."

Taking my hand, he slips it under his shirt and brushes it along his firm abs, letting me soak in his skin before leading it lower, about to trail into his shorts when suddenly he rips it from his body altogether and lets it fall at my side.

"I t-thought..." Damn it Josh, get your shit together. He is definitely enjoying way too much that I'm stumbling over my fucking words because of him right now. "How exactly were you planning on staying at mine tonight?"

"Schools closed tomorrow for some fire drill shit, that's why Eli is having the party tonight. I was going to say that you could come get me from there, I never stay at these things that long anymore no matter how much he begs anyway. Of course, this is if my mother doesn't have me sent away the moment I tell her about you later."

Tell her about...

My eyes shoot open, the smile on his face telling me that he's absolutely serious right now.

"You're going to tell Tara and Cole about us? Today?" Cole is still a pacifist right? Because that is a big dude to be fighting off when he finds out about what I've been doing with his son...

"Yeah, I don't want it to be a secret anymore. You said that we can tell Jayce tomorrow at his place so I figured it was better that she heard it from me first than from him then. By tomorrow night everyone will know and I won't have to stop myself from doing this ever again."

He settles his lips firmly against mine, both of us getting lost in the kiss until Brie's voice screams back up into the hallway to tell us to get a fucking move on.

Capturing both our bags, he quickly makes his way back through to the living room but I take a minute just to stop and look at the balcony where we decided to become one last night.

Tara and Cole aren't going to take this well, Jayce is going to take it even fucking worse, but none of that will really matter in the long run.

You can't fight the power of the sun, you can't stop the stars from shining, and you sure as fuck can't keep Milo Thompson away from Joshua Jones.

No matter what they think, no matter what they do, we are in evitable.