All My Love

Chapter 8

"So what's been up with you for the passed year? Anything exciting?" My brother asks, igniting a flame to the cancer stick that drives me insane. I wave the smoke away when it ghosts it's way out of his mouth and look up at the sky before answering.

"Nothing interesting." I shrug. "Just been hanging out with my friends and working a lot."

"You still friends with that Harry guy?" He asks, looking over at me and I awkwardly look away. Why would he bring him up?

"Yeah? Why?" I ask, trying to make myself sound like there's definitely nothing to make him suspicious.

"Just wondering." Drew says in a small laugh while putting the cigarette back between his lips to hide a smile.

"What's that smile for?!" I ask him while shoving his shoulder and a chuckle leaves his mouth as he looks over at me.

"Nothing, I'm just wondering. He was a cool guy, I want to party with him again before I leave."

"Last time you partied with him, the both of you got so trashed you took a picture of him peeing in a bush then you both passed out on someone's lawn two blocks away from the house." I say in a laugh and click the home button of my phone, secretly wishing he'd text me right now. "I don't think that's a very good idea." My brother throws his head back in a laugh and takes a puff before speaking.

"Shit, that was a good night."

"You left me and Stella alone there alone for your little bromance." I squint over at him playfully and he nods his head.

"Do you still like him?" Drew pops the question out of nowhere and I'm taken aback from it. I hesitate to answer but know that he'll only tease me about it even if it's not true.

"Me liking Harry?" I ask in what sounds like a nervous laugh and shake my head. "No way. That's weird." I tell him and myself. I don't like him, just because we hook up doesn't mean I've grown fond of his real personality. Harry is more of a friend to me than a boyfriend. Yeah, I had a tiny crush on him when I first met him but I quickly got over that after he told all our friends that he hooked up with a girl and then never called her back. Which is now hard to think since I'm now hooking up with him. Well from what I know. This is all so confusing to me still, even after a year.

"I remember that night he told me that he thought you were really cute and I warned him that if he ever touched you, I'd bash his skull in." Drew becomes more serious towards the end. I almost choke my salvia when I hear that and he looks over at me with odd eyes and I fake a smile.

"Why would you bash his skull in?" I ask out of curiosity and he finishes the cigarette, swiping the lit ashes back and forth on the asphalt.

"I saw the way he played girls at the party. He got like ten numbers that night, I'm not even kidding. Ten and not one did he call." Drew tells me and I bite my lip, remembering how Harry used to always brag about the amount of phone numbers he gets throughout one night. From the looks of it now, he seems to have matured.... As much as a boy can. I'm never hearing how he's getting this girl's number or that girl's number. Not since the two of us have gotten together.

"I think he's different now. The only girl he's been with in awhile is some friend of Michael's new girl." I tell him, again pushing the home button of my phone to see if I have a missed text I didn't hear.

"Why do you keep looking at your phone?" Drew asks, ripping my phone away and laughing. Just my luck, Harry's name pops up right when my brother looks down at my phone and I rip it out of his hand this time. "Damn sis. What aren't you telling me?" I hear my brother say but ignore him, opening up the text.