The Three Bros

[26] Friends?

Blaire's POV

Ian opens my front door, me still in his arms. He walks inside, closing the door with his foot, and setting me on the couch, then sitting beside me.

I was still in tears, to the point were I was sobbing and my eyes were probably turning red.

"Angel..." Ian awkwardly speaks up, wondering what to do. It honestly shocks me to see Mr. Suave so worried, not knowing what to do with a crying girl.

I sniff, forcing myself to stop crying as I furiously wipe at my eyes. "I'm fine," I try to assure him.

He sighs, clearly not believing me. He stretches his hand out to me, and I take it without hesitation. He pulls me to his side of the couch, letting me crawl onto his lap.

"Cupcake," he starts, "I'm sorry you found out like that. I'm sorry I forced it out of him. I'm sorry---"

"Are you kidding me, Ian?" I interrupt him. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not letting you explain this morning. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you a few minutes earlier. I'm sorry I'm not even tending to your bruised face. I'm sorry Ryder punched you earlier. Thank God it stopped bleeding! I'm sorry for always arguing with you. I'm sorry I push you away. I'm sorry I'm always over thinking stuff. And most importantly," I breathe out, "I'm sorry I didn't take the time to love you."

"Blaire do you love me?"

I hesitated, "Love is a strong word Ian."

He slumped back, "I'll take that as a no."

"Not yet," I add. "I just got my heart broken a couple if minutes ago, and I'm surprised I'm not still crying. But back to the point; I wouldn't say I love you. Because I'm just not ready for a relationship right now. Now," I lean towards him, hugging him, "I just need a friend."

"I'm here for ya, Blaire. Even if all you can offer is friendship. I'm here."

I shot back from our embrace, "But that's not fair, is it? I know you love me... and I want to love you back."

He groans, "Cupcake, don't feel like you need to. That'll just make me feel like I'm forcing you to---"

"Kiss me."

His eyes widen, "What the fuck?"

"I said kiss me. If I don't love you at all... you'll know."

This was pretty much a stupid idea. I just broke up with his brother less than fifteen minutes ago, now I'm here, on his lap, asking him to kiss me.

But I couldn't help it.

I should've been crying right now. Yet he brought a sense of joy with him, making me feel like someone was here. Making me feel loved.

And I wanted to know if I loved him back. It was a now-or-never situation.

"Well?" I impatiently ask. I stare at him, feeling a bit rejected as his brows furrow together as he thought of it. "You know what? Its fine. It was a stupid---"

"You're a hundred percent sure about this?"

I roll my eyes. I guess its time to take matters my own hands. I lean in, pressing my lips to his. He was shocked at first, but quickly recovers, giving into it. His hands reach up and cups my face, while mine stay on his chest.

The kiss was slow and sweet, perfectly showing just how much I loved him back. I wasn't exactly an expert at kissing though.

I've only had two boyfriends, including Ryder, so I was no expert compared to Ian. Though he didn't seem to mind, knowing him, it only escalated quickly.