Bestfriends Brother

Dateing Caden

(Caden above ^^)

I looked over at Xavier who's eyes had this look in them. There are no words. Disapointment, anger, jealousy, none were quite right.

"So. Caden?" He says.

"He seems to be the best option." I snap.

"Really?" He says insulted

"He's not my bestfriends brother, he's not going to ruin my longest, most important friendship I've ever had." I say.

"I thought, last night.." He says

"Me too, but I can't. I just can't." I say running inside and going into the guest room. I knew Areal was busy with Dave and I just needed to be alone.

I curled into the chair by the window. Pulling the fabric of the sweatshirt closer to my face before falling asleep in the moonlight.

I woke up in the middle of the night, more precisely 3am, and moved onto the bed. I didn't use the blankets just curled into the sweatshirt. It smelt like man, the good kind.

I couldn't fall asleep til 6am. From then I slept til noon. When I woke up I heard the bustling of a full house.

I came downstairs to find three men pigging out on a huge pile of pancakes. Areals special pancakes.

She was dressed in a tiny outfit of Jean shorts and a sports bra with a tanktop without sides. Her apron hung over her neck as she mixed together the 'secret' ingredients to her special pancakes.

The recipe came from a mistake in 8th grade. We didn't have an ingredient, baking powder, so, the great master minds we were, used powdered sugar and real butter. Needless to say these became the best way to a man's heart. To anyone's stomach. And later, after 12 cakes, the toilet.

Dave, Gerard and Xavier were all pouring syrup over theirs, I sighed and said good morning to everyone.

As Xavier looked up at me, I had an idea. I ran back upstairs and into Areals room. I pulled on a pair of her shorts, alot of the hickeys faded enough to put a thin layer of cover up on. I spread it over my legs quickly where it was needed. I pulled on a bra and a sports bra over it, leaving the hickeys on my neck untouched.

I came back downstairs holding the sweatshirt in one hand, covering the worst part of the marks, and went into the kitchen.

Areal was finishing up when she saw me,

"Damn, why didn't I get to see the whole thing yesterday?" She says and looks me over,

"I wasn't feeling well, I feel fine now. Actually I'm going to meet Caden." I turn to face the boys as I pull on the sweatshirt, slowly, knowing pushing my hips bones out as I pull it over my chest.

I hear forks hit their plates,

As I open my eyes to look at them,

Xavier is wide eyed and red in the face.
Dave is chewing slowly while looking at me
Gerard has stopped chewing, teeth clamped on one lip, eyebrows raised.

"Sorry, didn't see you guys." I say and walk out feeling their eyes on me. I wasn't actually meeting Caden, I didn't even have his number.

I just started walking, not in any particular direction, just walking. I know I could've driven my car, but I wasn't feeling it.

I don't know how long I'd been walking before a car pulled up to my side. I didn't look, probably another perv,

"That sweatshirt looks awfully familiar." I turned quickly. Caden, windows down, denim button up and sunglasses pushed up into his hair.