Is It Love?

Chapter 4

Sorry I haven't uploaded in sooo long, I just haven't felt like writing anymore...but now I am! Let me know what you think. It would really help me to decide if this is worth continuing.

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I closed Cole's bedroom door and felt someone grab me around my waist. A shriek left my mouth, and I felt a strong hand clamp my mouth shut. Soft kisses were being put on my neck. Soon, I realized it was Cole.

"Thank God it's you," I said letting out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.

Cole stopped and turned me to face him, "Why wouldn't it be?"

"I heard the front door open while you were in the bathroom and I looked down the hall and no one was there."

"Sweetie, it was probably Blaze. Come on and we'll go see."

Before I knew it we were headed to the living room. I got behind Cole, and he chuclked.

"What's so funny, mister?" I said sternly stopping and crossing my arms.

"You are so paranoid."

"It's your fault."

Cole put his arms around my waist and brought me closer to him. "You know you can't stay mad at me."

I smirked and pushed him away from me. "We'll see." I walked into the living room and flipped on the light. Sure enough Blaze was laying on the couch. Shirtless. Damn, why are the Blair boys so hot? I jumped on him and his eyes shot open, as I straddled his waist.

"What the hell, Sidney?!" He yelled.

"Do you have to be so loud, Blaze. God, you're louder than Cole when we're in bed," I smirked.

Blaze stiffened, "And I care why?"

I leaned down close to him and whispered in his ear, "Because you wish it was you."

Blaze surprised me and placed his hand on the back of my neck. "You don't even know."

"I think I can tell there, biggin'," I said pushing off of him.

"Ahem," Cole fake coughed.

"You're terrible at that, you know?" I told him getting off Blaze.

"Whatever. Why don't you just enjoy yourself with Blaze for awhile?" he said storming off to his room.

I turned to look at Blaze, "What's his problem?"

"He knows I'm starting to find interest in you."

"No, you're not."

"Don't act like you haven't noticed, Sid."

How could Blaze start to like me? He knows I'm like in love with his brother, right? 

"W-what are you talking about?"  I asked.

"I think I'd like you better in my clothes," Blaze said looking me up and down.

"I don't. I love Cole, and you know it! Now leave me alone you creep!"

"I think I could change your mind..." he said trailing off.

I turned on my heel and went to Cole's room. He was upset and maybe he needed some space, but I couldn't risk losing him. I loved him . . . right?

"Sid, just leave me alone."

"Cole, baby, please just open the door. You know how your jerk of a brother can be."

"That's not why I want to be alone."

"Then why? Talk to me. I don't want to lose you. You mean too much to me. If I have to sit out here all night, I will," I said sitting in front of his door.

Cole slowly walked to the door, and just as he was about to open it . . . "Awh lover boy won't open the door? You can come play with me, or how about Blake? He seems to like you," Blaze said smiling down at me.

The door swung open so fast, it was hard to see what happened next. Cole was on top of Blaze punching him and screaming at him. "Why do you have to ruin everything?! You can't find anyone that will like you for you?"

"Cole, stop!" I yelled. I hated seeing them fight. After all, they only have each other.

"Are you seriously standing up for him!" Cole yelled back.

"No! I just hate seeing you two fight. You only have each other! Until you two know how to treat each other, I don't want anything to do with you. Either of you. And Cole, you misunderstand everything. Blaze tries to be a brother to me, and you always think it's something more!"

Blaze looked at me with a sad look in his eyes, but it soon chaned to anger, "You know it was always somethng more; those nights you and Cole would fight. You'd come to my room, and he thought you'd gone home. I'd hold you while you cried your eyes out. Now, you tell me. Was it ever something more to you? Did you ever feel anything? Do I mean anything to you!"

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