Kian's POV:
"She's so hot." I look up from my phone to see the two horny, teenaged boys drooling over the tv screen.
" Your sister? I know." I smirk and let the pillow that Dylan is about to throw at me, hit me.
"Your a dick." I laugh them off and go back to my phone.
As much as I wish I had my face burried in between her warm, thick thies , she's sick. Well at least thats what Jessie fucking called it, when really she gave her pills to knock her the fuck out. They're supposed to help with the pain but she's been sleeping all damn day so I never had the chance to ask her.
"Can I go wake her up now?" Dylan ask impatiently . In his defense he has been wanting to talk to her all day, and he is the only damn one, even Trevor sometimes , that she actually shows affection towards.
"No. She is hurt, let her rest." I shut my phone off and close my eyes.
"Why do you care?"
I'm getting pretty fucking tired of this damn question.
I sigh. "Because I fuck your sister Dylan. And I like her." I didn't mean to take it out on him, i just wish people would mind their own damn business.
"Well No shit?" Trevor sarcasticly says.
Causing the both of them to laugh. "We knew that. We just wanted to here you say it."
I flick them off. Little basterds.
"Kian!" Kai's voice yells from upstairs.
I look over at Dylan and Trevor with a smug look. Basically taunting that she called me and not them.
"Yeah , whatever." They wave me off and look back to the TV.
Honestly I don't even know what they were watching. I didnt care enough to look or ask.
I slowly open her door to find her back turned towards me. She's burried into her blanket. "Yes?" I walk further into the room.
She turns over so she is facing me, her eyes still closed. " I didn't know if I wanted to have sex or sleep more." Her voice is rough. "So I called you"
I laugh. Like actually laugh. These peculiar things only seem to happen around her.
She sits up against her headboard as I sit next to her legs as I face her, I put one arm over her thy to prop myself up. "Well we both know witch one I would want to do." I take my other hand and run my thumb across her bottom lip.
"Tsk Tsk, while we're in the house? Shame on you." Before she can even react, in come cock block one and two.
I drop my hand and sigh letting my head fall on her chest. I wait for her to tense but she doesn't. So I wrap my arms around her waist.
There it is.
"Are you feeling better?" Dylan ask her.
"I was never sick." If I could see her , she'd probably be rolling her eyes.
"Hows your hand?" Trevor.
"Better Have you eaten?" She discards her answer . Her chest vibrates when she talks, making me just want to lay here all night.
"Yes Kai." Dylan whines. He hates when she doesn't care about herself more than i do.
Unexpectedly i feel a hand run through my hair, and the other one rest on the back of my neck.
Holy fuck.
"We're gonna go back downstairs, you look exhausted." She just nods.
I would usually say something about how i'm gonna fuck his sister, but If I move I know she'll stop cause she'll realize what she's doing.
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Hostile Nature
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