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Mischa's POV---
It's getting close to nine pm and Avery has been in my room for the last two hours trying to persuade me to get in the car with him again. I know the second I do he will start driving towards Adrain's apartment again. Three hours ago was his first attempt at tricking me but the closer we got to Adrain's place I knew something was up. I knew what he was trying to do so I jumped out of the car at a red light and started walking home.
Finally after promising to take me straight home I got back in the car with him. Avery had been on a loop for the last two hours on how great I make Adrain. How I make him laugh and joke and he has never seen his brother like that. I look at Avery and cut him off mid rant."Avery I'm pissed off at Adrain and just let me be pissed off leave it alone."
Avery gets off the wingback chair and sits on my bed and grabs my hand."But he is sorry and he wants to make it up to you. Just go hear him out if he has a bullshit excuse then I will personally help you cut off his balls... slowly... with a butter knife."
I start laughing uncontrollably. "Man how can you say that you have balls mine just nutted up from you saying that." I shiver. "Ughh." Avery pulls me up from the bed. "Come on give him a chance. I know I give D a hard time but this morning seeing my brother like that was amazing and that was because of you I don't want D to back to his brooding self. He needs you Mischa."
I slowly follow him out the door really thinking about what happened this morning trying to put my ego aside and really see Adrain's point of view. I look at Avery."Ok I will give him thirty minutes if I don't like what he has to say I'm out of there." Avery shakes his head yes enthusiastically.
We get in the car and Avery starts driving. "Don't worry I'm sure everything will work out just fine." I scoff. "Those are everyone's famous last words."Avery just squeezes my hand in silent support.
When we pull up I still myself for what's about to come next. I walk up to Adrain's door and knock then ring the door bell. I wait a minute then repeat the knock and wait again. When no one answers I look back at Avery who is texting on his phone and holding up his hand at me.
Finally Adrain opens the door in just a pair of sweat pants. I can't stop my eyes from traveling his muscled stomach down to his prefect V and back up again. I shake my head and look Adrain in the eye waiting for this great apology.
Adrain stares at me with eyes void of emotion. "What are you doing here Mischa?" I step back and cock my head at him. "Really A I told Avery I would give you thirty minutes but it only took you thirty seconds. Ughh I'm out of here next time don't have your little brother try to fight your battles for you Adrain." I turn and start to walk back to Avery's car. I'm ready to go home and go to sleep this day off it can not be over fast enough.
Adrain grabs my arm and spins me around."No fuck you Mischa you don't get to come here and act like the only injured party in this whole thing. Yea I fucking froze when you said boyfriend but your the one who ran the second something didn't go your way. I planned this prefect romantic dinner for you and has the hours ticked by and you didn't show up I realized you hurt me too. In all of this you must have forgotten what I told you this morning about Mike and being his secrete boyfriend and being thrown aside after three years because he was having a baby. So yeah if you want to be with me things won't be perfect. I'm broken and I have been for a long time. I can't be your fairytale boyfriend but I told you that you made me feel better that being with you made me almost forget about my past. But that wasn't good enough for you. Did you think about me for one second this morning when you ran away?"
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