The Best Friend's Brother (3 of 6)

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Kara and Macy were inseparable.

Sometimes it was as if they were the twins and I was the outsider.

They had done everything together, while I would tag along.

I remember the first time Macy invited Kara over for dinner at our place.

She had braces on and space buns on her head.

She said her mother had styled her hair like that and that she was very proud of it.

She had the tackiest jumper on and was messy from playing outside with Macy earlier that day.

Her shoes were all muddy and she had the toothiest grin.

And yet, never had I ever seen someone so beautiful.

I didn't get how I could be mesmerized by something or someone so much.

I was 10 at the time, but somehow I knew that Kara Hoffman had made an impact on me from the very beginning.

. . .

I think I like you too

My eyes widen at her words.

"Dallas?"

She liked me? Kara liked me.

Not to be a sad boy, but I was expecting her to tell me she didn't like me that way at all.

Those words of rejection were just what I needed to move on and yet those weren't what I had just heard.

"Dallas! Ugh, this is wrong I should've just gotten my glass of water and left." She tells me as I shake my head, trapping her against the fridge.

She wasn't escaping that easy.

"You like me as well?" I ask as she slowly nods.

She lets out a laugh and shakes her head.

"You sound like you don't believe me." She says as I shake my head.

This was all wrong.

I mean I was ecstatic that she liked me as well, but given the circumstances how were we going to hide this all from Macy?

Fuck.

"You don't sound happy at all." She mumbles as I shake my head.

Great now she thinks I'm upset.

"No way Kara Bear. Trust me, I'm happy and all. I just...I thought you were going to say you didn't like me like that. I thought you were going to reject me." I told her as she shakes her head.

She scoffs and frowns at me.

"Why would you think that, Dallas? Of course I like you. I have for a long time." She says as I simply smile down at her.

She was too precious.

My Kara bear had a crush on me as well.

I should stop all this confused bullshit and just deal with the fact that we liked each other.

I should have shown her how over the moon I was.

"Because I didn't think you saw me that way, but that doesn't matter. What matters now is that we've confessed and now we decide what we do with that." I tell her and she nods.

She sighs and lets out a yawn.

Oh right, it was 3 AM.

"I'm sorry Dallas, it was rude of me to yawn." She says as I chuckle at her.

She was too adorable, apologizing for her yawning.

"Nah, let's talk about this in the morning." I tell her as she shakes her head when I turn to step away from her.

"Wait." She says, taking my arm in her hands.

I turn back to face her as she stands on her toes and gives me a sheepish smile.

"Maybe I can try giving you that smooch you've always asked for?" She asks as I smile down at her.

And I had been asking for years!

I slowly nod as I notice her getting on her toes.

"Hold on." I say as I lift her onto the counter so we were now eye to eye.

"Thanks." She briefly says before pressing her forehead to mine, wrapping her arms around my neck as I wait for her lips to touch mine.

Her lips were so soft as they slowly landed on mine, testing the waters out.

Wait, was this her first kiss?

I groan as she adds a little pressure and pull her closer to me by her waist, hearing her moan in surprise as I take control of the kiss, completely losing myself in her.

Fuck, she was great.

She pulls away shortly and giggles.

"Was that okay for a smooch?" She asks with a laugh as I nod.

Of course it was.

"You were amazing Kara bear." I tell her, reassuring her and pressing a kiss to her cheek.

She leans in to hug me as I hug her back.

"We are so dead." She whispers as I chuckle at her.

We were, but at the moment I couldn't care less.

I had my dream girl in my arms and nothing was going to ruin the moment.

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