Best friends brother

Memories?

i wake up with blurry vision. bright lights, beeping machines and three people standing next to me. "wha-what happened?" "RAYNA!!!!" nick says relieved.  "some bitch hit you in the head with a volleyball" chris says.  i look at the boys. matt and chris both look freaked out and anxious and nick looks like he's been crying. "where's my mom?" i ask confused "she went on her work trip remember?" nick reminds me "ummm maybe. who are you?" nick looks like he's about to cry again. "nick i'm kidding!! i know who you are." "i fucking hate you." then a nurse comes in. "okay so it looks like you have a minor concussion but it's nothing too serious. you just need to be monitored for the next 96 hours." "but my mom just left for her work trip and my dads working in new brunswick for the next week and a half." i say concerned. "we already called your mom. she said you could stay with us for a while." matt tells me. "we just need to run a couple more tests before we can let you go home but you'll be able to go home tonight. you may experience headaches and some minor memory loss but it should clear up within the 72 hours." the nurse says "oh great!" i respond. then she walks out. "well, i need to piss" matt says "me too. are you guys okay here?" nick replies. "we'll be fine" chris says. the boys walk out, leaving me and chris by ourselves. "so do you remember anything today?" "umm yes. i remember... beach, tanning, candy, and you holding me with my legs wrapped around you and my arms around your neck. but i don't remember why... wait. why were you holding me????" he doesn't respond. "chris!" "doesn't matter" "chriiihiiiissss" "no reason. to be honest, i don't know why. i just kinda felt like picking you up i guess." he shrugs "wait... i remember something about a wave?" "yeah i told you i picked you up because you can't tread water and there was a big wave." he sits next to me on the bed. i move over and he opens his phone and turns on brooklyn 99, my favourite show ever. he puts his arm around my shoulder and i lay my head on his chest as he presses play. outside the curtain, nick and matt are coming out of the bathroom nick peeks in and sees us but i don't notice. chris looks up at him slowly so i don't see nick, and smiles. nick closes the curtain and gives matt a look and they both walk away quietly. chris goes back to watching the show.

i wake up to someone stroking my hair. i look up and realize i fell asleep on chris while we were watching brooklyn 99. "good morning sleepyhead" he says and KISSES MY FOREHEAD.  "nnggghhhh" i say burying me head into his chest. matt and nick come in and i quickly lean off of chris and act like nothing happened, completely oblivious to the fact that they already saw us. "doctor says you can go home now." matt says happily " "this is gonna be the longest sleepover of my life!!!!!" nick squeals "yay!" i say standing up. i wobble a bit but manage to keep myself up. "woah. i guess i'm still a bit dizzy." chris grabs me "well in that case i'm not letting you walk yourself to the car." he holds on to my arm the entire way down to the parking lot. "chris you don't look like your going to let go of her anytime soon. do you want me to sit in the front?" nick asks as we get to the van "yes. yes i do." chris says "fuck you chris. i'm perfectly fine." i say annoyed. chris opens the door for me and leans over me to buckle my seat belt. he looks at me and smirks. then he kisses my lips. it's just a quick kiss. not a peck but not a full kiss. I sit there in shock but pretend to ignore it. he closes the door and gets in on the other side. matt starts driving and nick and i are texting.
nick: i think he's crazy for you lmfao.
me:probably i mean he just fucking KISSED ME. nick: NO HE DID NOT. first the hospital room and now kissing?!?!?!
me: wait how do you know about that...?
nick: oh we came back from the bathroom and you were distracted by chris's phone.
me: yeah well it was brooklyn 99 so you can't blame me.
nick: fair.
as i look up i see the house and that's when i notice chris and i are holding hands again. we pull in the drive way but to get out we have to let go hands. chris grabs my suitcase. "oh thanks." i say "no prob. i don't think you're allowed to carry heavy things anyway." he takes my hand again and we walk in. "hi trevor!!!!" i say leaning down to pet him. when i go to stand up, i wobble, and this time i can't balance myself. chris catches me. "see? that's why i had to hold onto you." nick takes me to the couch so i can sit down. "matt and i are going out for a bit" chris says walking over to the couch. he puts his hands on my shoulders. "where are you going?" i ask. "to get some stuff. we'll be less than an hour." he kisses the top of my head and nick looks like he's about to scream. "bye" chris calls as he walks away "bye" nick and i say in unison. the boys walk out the door and nick looks at me and screams. "calm the fuck down dude. he kissed the top of my head what's the big deal?" "um the deal is THATS THE THIRD TIME HES KISSED YOU TODAY."
"okay well you need to chill. i'm internally freaking out but i'm gonna ruin whatever the fuck this is with chris if i go berserk about it."
"okay well that's crazy in my opinion. anyway i'm hungry do you want food?" "yes please" i reply. i check my phone. "8:10 already?!?!" "yeah you were out for like three hours" "i haven't eaten since that bag of cheetos."