why does everyone hate the villan?

siblings?

Chris wouldn't stop staring at me, do I Have another plant growing on my head again? Does he ever stop staring because it's starting to get annoying and I feel like hes molesting me with his eyes. I mustered up the courage on my body to finally say something after calming down.

"D-Do u ever stop staring u P-Perv?!" We were all a bit taken back. I don't know if it was because I yelled or that I called Chris a perv. we all stayed kinda still for bit till I spoke up.

"S-Sorry"

"No, I'm sorry Evan.."

I scoffed at his response getting a questioning look from Michael.

"Is there something between you two that I should know about?"

I just painfully shook my head in response. He obviously didn't know what Chris did. Even tho Chris fucked up my life I wasn't about to fuck up their family peace.

Chris gave a thankful smile then walked out of the room forgetting why he came in here in here in the first place.

I let out a breath I didn't even realize was holding in but I couldn't help but smiles as Michael let out a soft chuckle.

"W-Whats so funny?"

"Oh, nothing. C'mon let's get u off the ground."

He stood up and held his his hand out to me. Of course I happily took. Jeez, his hands were so smooth and soft- does he use lotion?

I didn't realize I was still holding his hand till he started pulling me out of the room and down the picture covered hall and down the oak wood stairs. I didn't realize Chris was rich till now. I had never Been over to his houses or met his family. I felt like a little kid again but not a love struck little kid, but like a little kid in awe at a candy store. This house was so beautiful, from the white color walls to the matching furniture and floors. Nothing wad out of place, except me. Michael and Chris were dressed so nice, I was in baggie sweats and a big t-shirt that had nirvana on it, which I hate to say. I've seen it before so it's Chris's shirt.. I hated the thought of being I'm his clothes again...

"You good shorty?"

The nickname caught me off guard but made me smile and I just nodded.

"G-Got caught up in thought f-for a sec"

He grabbed my hand and lead me to the grey themed kitchen which reminded me of my childhood bed room but smelt ten times better. you could smell the eggs in bacon which were still sizzling in a pan.

I sat at the island as Michael went back to the stove turning it down a bit before flipping the eggs and the bacon right after.

"It should be done in a sec"

I gave him a warm smile and nodded

"S-Smells amazing"

"Why thank u Evan, I just hope it tastes as good as it smells"

He looked back at me and gave me another one of his welcoming smiles- I can never get enough of those smiles, I could stare at him all day long- there you go again Evan- u really need to stop before you get yourself in deep shit.

"H-How old are you?"

"Ah, well that was out of no where but then again I never know what to expect from you."

He chucked a bit and I could feel the blood run to my face as it got warmer.

"S-Sorry"

"It's okay shorty, but I'm 23 and Chris is 20-"

"I-I know..."

He frowned a bit walking over to the island in the middle of the kitchen with two plates of eggs and bacon. I looked up at him as he sat across from me and I mumbled 'thank you' I got a reassuring smile from him and we began digging into our breakfast which ended up with us talk for the next couple hours Till he looked at the time and realized he was late.

"Shit, sorry shorty but I'm late for work. If u need anything ask Chris, okay?"

I nodded and smiled

"O-Okay, have a good day M-Michael."

He smiled at me then grabbed his satchel off the side table by the door and grabbed his keys before softly closing the door behind.

Man, it felt like I've known this man for so long but I only met him about 3 hours ago, worst part is. Is that he's my ex's brother but what's even worse is that I may be catching feelings for him, but I'm not sure yet. I'm still trying to figure that out, but who knows- definitely not me- I just giggled at my own joke- man, I am truly lonely.

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Man, it's to late for this shit T-T. It's literally 2 AM rn, but I'm doing this for u guy bc I love y'all. <3 anyways. Catch ya later nerds!
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