The Three Bros

[37] Official Couple

Blaire's POV

Ian pulls me closer to him, draping his arm around me. I lay comfortably on the bed next to him, my head resting on his shoulder, snuggling closer to him.

"I didn't get to really thank you for earlier, so thanks. Its all I can think about right now," I admit, smiling at the memory of him on top of that building.

"You know what I'm thinking about?"

"What?" I smile.

"How lucky I am right now."

I smile, my vision still on his neck, since my head was resting atop his shoulder. I peck his jaw, smiling when I feel him tense, "I love you."

He sighs in content, "I love you too."

We lay in silence after that, the only sound was our breathing, and the ticking of the wall clock hanging in our room.

The party was still going on downstairs, but we decided to ditch and have some leisure time with each other. So here we are, still in our fancy attire because we were too lazy to change.

"Blaire," he finally speaks after a while.

I move my head back so I could look at him face to face, "Yes?"

"How many boyfriends have you had?"

I roll my eyes, "Seriously?" I laugh, turning my back to him.

"I'm serious," he pulls me toward him, my back pressed against him, his chin resting on my head.

"Three, including you."

"Just three?" He asks. "I expected more guys chasing after you."

"They chased, but never caught me," I joke.

"Who was your first boyfriend?"

"Why are we talking about this? How many girlfriends have you had?" I counter.

"If I answer, will you answer me?"

"Yup," I nod.

"None."

I chuckle, "Your shitting me. Does 'none' mean twenty four in Spanish or something?" I joke, though I seriously couldn't believe he hasn't dated anyone. I had my back turned, so I couldn't see his face to know for sure.

"Cupcake, I can't speak Spanish, so no. It doesn't mean twenty four."

"Ian, your telling me you've spent eighteen years of your life without dating anyone?" I ask. "Your really hot, okay? Its hard to believe that."

"I never really cared enough to date someone, they were all just one night stands," he bluntly says.

I start making puking noises, "Gross!"

"Now your turn; who was your first boyfriend?"

"His name's Tyler." I know he didn't ask for more information, but it all kinda slipped, "he was my best friend, my first everything."

"Your not a virgin?"

I blush, "yeah."

"Wow then---"

"One summer day," I interrupted him, not wanting to know what he has to say, "I found out he moved away, and I haven't heard from him since."

"That dickhead left you?"

"Yes, but its fine. I'm over it," I assure him. "And if your going to ask, my second was Ryder. So as you can see, my relationships were epic fails."