The Brooks Brothers (Janoskians FanFic)

Chapter 10

"Do you need another tissue?" Luke asked, handing me more.

"No? I think the bleeding has stopped," I wiped the left over blood away, "Thanks anyway!"

We were sitting in his house, he held me in his arms as he gently wiped some blood from my upper lip with his thumb. "That's better," he whispered. I gazed in to his eyes, only to be pushed away. It shocked me and I screamed. Then I realised Beau had walked in. He looked at us and frowned, then turned to me. "I need to talk to you about something but um, now is not the right time."

"If now is not the right time then why did you tell me you need to talk to me?" Then I realised, he was looking at Luke who was sitting on the opposite end of the sofa. Some how they were communicating, must have been something they did often. Luke stood up and waved goodbye as he left the room. As soon as Beau was comfortable with the distance Luke was, he began to talk. 

"I was wondering if you were busy, on Friday?" He sat back in the arm chair, adjusting his hair and snap back as I talked. 

"And why is this something Luke had to leave the room for?" My eyes grew wide, I wished Luke hadn't left the room because I figured this was the moment to break the news of our relationship status. Beau sat up straight and explained.

"I think he likes you," He blurted out. I smirked because he had no clue what was going on. "What?" He asked.

"Oh nothing," I decided to mess around "Do you really think that?" I chuckled to myself.

"Um yeah!" He laughed, "He talks about you non-stop" He stopped talking.

"Aw that's sweet!" I realised this was the wrong thing to say.

"But the thing is," He said quickly, stuttering "I think...I think that I might... I might like you more..." I took a moment to process what he had just said.

There was so much I had to tell him, but I didn't want to say anything because I knew if I told him he would never forgive me. Or worse, his own brother, Luke. My brain and mouth did not co-operatate, all I could say was...

"Oh..."

"And the reason I wanted to tell you this was because, um... I wanted to ask you the question, are you free on Friday?" He smiled widely. I knew exactly what this was, beau was asking me on a date. He was asking me out because he didn't know I was sort of 'In a relationship' right now. But, Beau was kind and friendly - much like a brother to me- which is why I couldn't tell him too soon about me and Luke. However if I left it too late he would never forgive me for lying to him. It was a lose lose situation.

"Abigail?" He tapped my shoulder.

"Sorry," I said "Just daydreaming".

"So? Are you?" I bit my lip in anxiety and prepared for what was about to come.

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"Are you serious!" Luke said quietly yet it seemed like he was shouting at me. "Do you realise what you have done?" He talked to me like I was stupid and I had no idea what was going on. Luke paced around the room, trying to think of how we could turn this in to a way to tell beau about us. I stood up from my bed that I had been sitting on for the past hour, arguing with Luke. Well, it wasn't really an argument, more of trying to find  a solution to this problem. I spoke. "Lets get this straight," he looked at me with piercing eyes. " I'm going to a restaurant, on Friday, with my boyfriend's brother who doesn't know I'm dating his brother, and he likes me?"

"Thats, right?" Luke said.

"Well I couldn't have said no!" I paused for a while, "that would break his little heart"

He sighed in frustration and sat on my bed, jusdging by his facial expression he had something to tell me. I fluffed the cushions before patting the bed so he would sit next to me. He shuffled along and lay down, breathing out heavily.

"Don't worry, we will think of something," I said as he lay his head on my shoulder. I played with his hair, curling it between my fingers. His warm breath on my arm was soothing. I drifted off in to a peaceful sleep.

When I woke up, not to long afterwards, the room was dark and dull. Luke was no where to be seen. I shouted out to him but all that came out was a whisper. I went to sit up but I was pinned to the bed, every time I tried to move I was in agonising pain. It was a burning sensation that ripped through my entire body head to toe. I tried screaming but now my voice had completely disappeared. I saw the door slowly open, the echoed screeching was like dragging your nails down a chalk board. A dark figure stood in the hall way, it was recognisable but I couldn't quite put my finger on who it was. Then I was violently shaking. Being thrown around like a rag doll on my bed. But the figure stood there, crying? Laughing? I couldn't tell. The room grew darker than it already was, I drifted from the room slowly. Beau's voice was heard "If I can't have you... No one can..."

I opened my eyes, screaming. I could see Luke again. His dark chocolate coloured eyes gazing in mine. Made me realise, it was all just a dream. "What's wrong! You were saying my name in your sleep? Are you alright?" He had noticed I was crying.

Tears drizzled down my cheek, he shushed me as I was in hysterics. Then I realised I was on the floor, "What happened?" I burst out.

"I think you had a nightmare, you were saying my name so I asked what? Then I realised you were asleep, I thought it was cute, you sleep talking I mean, but you were shivering. I tried to wake you up but you were shaking like crazy! So, I shook you and you fell and woke up." He said in as much detail as possible, (Luke's possible). I nodded.

He held me in his arms, "I'm glad I have you" I whispered after a long silence. He chuckled, holding me tighter. I turned to him, my eyes burning from the crying. "Lets get off the floor?" We laughed, my room was still not decorated so the floor was quite old and dusty, I didn't particularly want to sit on it. We both crawled under the covers.

"So what was your dream about then," He said, pulling me closer. Our faces were so close. "Um, I can't remember," I lied. He frowned. Up close, I could see how perfect he actually was.

"Your so beautiful." He said what i was thinking, about him (Obviously). 

I half smiled, nervously. I didn't know what to say, but there was nothing I could say because his lips were on mine in a flash. He brushed them softly against me, closing his eyes. Instead of stopping, I pushed forward making the kiss more intense and longer. To be honest, I had never kissed anyone this way before (If you know what I mean).

It lasted well over 30 seconds. I pulled away, then I rolled on top of him just to kiss him again. It reminded me of what Kim had said the day before I left to come to Australia. "No playing tongue tennis with any boys or I'll kill you!" I could still hear the laughter in my head that came after it. I giggled, "What?" Luke asked pulling away. "Shut up!" I laughed, crashing my lips against his. 

I could feel his lip ring move slightly when he smiled.

His hand moved slowly from my neck, down my back. I frowned as he lifted my shirt slightly. "Woah," I pulled away "No, no, no, no!" I said quietly.

"What?" He smirked, "What did I do?"

"Don't play dumb, you know exactly what you were doing." I pointed my finger at him. Now I was sat upright on his waist. I felt like a mother dicaplining her child. He should have realised my whole family was literally on the floor below us.

"So then why did you stop me?" He asked confused. I knew what he wanted, and to be honest I wanted it too. But now wasn't the right time for several reasons.

I told him as quietly and as quickly as I could so no one else could hear, "My dad is in the house!" They were probably the words my dad would never want to hear becuase i'm guessing most people would know what was about to happen.

"So?"

"Maybe another time" I winked. We went back to our previous activity, and I made sure we kept all of our clothes on. I now had so much to tell Kim, and I couldn't wait to see her. One more week...

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Sorry for the long wait, can someone give me some ideas, I'm really stuck? xx