Eric Harden had his whole life mapped out since the day he was born and never strayed from that path. Until Gavin Adams walked into his life and awoke feelings in him that he never even knew existed.
And now he was expected to just forget about it a...
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I was half awake when a flash went off through my eyelids and I heard the clicking of a camera.
Then I heard whispering.
"Using the flash this early is against the law, Tyler." There was a thump.
"Oh, shit. Is it really?"
A voice cooed, "No, baby."
Opening my eyes was the hardest task. I wish I had kept them closed because the sight before me was ghastly. Ciani had her her placed over her chest, poking her bottom lip out. "You guys are just adorable!"
They both looked refreshed and dressed in new clothes, and Tyler looked a lot more alive than he did last night.
"Best looking throuple in Baltimore."
What? The fuck is he talking about?
I attempted to get up.
The key word here is attempted. Both Sinjae and Christian had vice grips on my body. How had we fallen asleep like this? "I need help."
I sighed, giving up. Ciani and Tyler watched the whole show with different expressions. The fact that I wasn't freaking out about having Christian's legs and arms on me infront of Tyler was something else.
Why wasn't I freaking out? Something had to happened last night. Because as sus as this looked I couldn't make myself give a fuck. Weirdly enough my head didn't hurt and I definitely didn't have a hangover...I remember talking to Gav, but everything after that is a foggy.
"Just one more picture and we'll help." Tyler mumbled. The flash went off again and once he looked satisfied he came closer.
"Fuck you."
I expected him to call out his brother's name and tap him on the shoulder. But, No.
Tyler dug his hands into Christian's armpits and lifted his whole body off of me. His eyes shot open and his arms started flailing, his left hand smacking Tyler hard enough in the face for him to lose hold.
That's what I like to see! Instant instant karma.
"The fuck, T!?" Christian shouted. He stumbled a little, rubbing all the sleep away from his eyes.
"Bitch. I think you blinded me."
"That's what you get for waking me up." He snarled, "Emmanuel?" He called out.
