Trouble... (A Harries Twins Fanfic) Chapters 7 and on.

Chapter 11 (One hell of an actor)

Chapter 11

"Hey Cher, it's nice to finally meet you." He extended his arm for me to shake, which I slowly and awkwardly shook after staring at him for god knows how long.

His arms were masculine, the veins around his lower arm visible as he firmly shook my weak, shaky hand. His face was terrifyingly similar to Jack's, however there were a few small details that helped distinguish the two brothers apart. One being that Finn's left eyebrow had a small, visible line shaved towards the end of it, giving him a dangerous, do-not-mess-with-me kind of a look. His features were also rougher than Jack's, making it quite obvious that he was a trouble maker who no one with the right of mind had the courage to cross.

Once he finally released my hand, he leaned back against the window frame, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he waited for me to say something back. But I didn't. Instead I just stared. Like an idiot. So after a few seconds of him just standing there and me awkwardly gazing at him wide eyed, he finally gave up. Shaking his head, he sighed and pushed himself away from the window frame as he started to walk towards the bathroom, his shoulders bowed, a disappointed frown on his face. Way to go Cher!

"Uh… I'm sorry." I finally spoke up, building up enough courage to look at him as he turned around to stare back at me blankly.

"Don't be. I'm used to it." He shrugged, flicking the tip of his nose with his thumb. "The same old reactions, you know?" He continued after he caught sight of my confused eyes. "But I can't expect anything better. You know, being the jouvi kid, and all."

Nodding my head in response, I decided to change the subject. "So Jack told you about me?" I questioned, as I started towards my closet to pick out an outfit for the day.

"Wouldn't shut up about you actually." He smiled once he saw my head turn quickly in his direction. "I see that you have gotten away with all the pink items in the room." He looked around as he scratched his head, his voice rough and low, resembling Jack's.

Giggling, I pulled out a pair of shorts and a loose, light blue tank top from my closet. "Yeah. He tried to get me to get rid of them." I turned around with a grin on my face. "Failed miserably."

Finn smiled as he threw himself on Jack's bed. "I have to admit. It's actually not as bad as he made it out to be."

"Where is he anyways? We have class in like 45 minutes." I pointed out as I took my towel along with my outfit and started towards the bathroom.

"He went down to the cafeteria to get breakfast."

Nodding my head, I walked inside the bathroom and stripped out of my PJ's, throwing them in the dirty clothes pile next to the tub. After taking a quick, hot shower, I dried up and dressed into the shorts and tank top. Once I was done blow drying my hair and volumizing my curls, I took my make up bag from the counter and quickly applied some cover up, some blush and a little eyeliner, finishing up the look with a touch of light pink lipstick.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I looked around to see Finn staring out the window again, his back looking a bit tense as he leaned the palms of his hands on the edge of the window. Not wanting to disturb him, I quickly took my bag that lay on the floor next to 'Drew' and opened the door to leave, closing it behind me with a small 'thud'. But before I even had the chance to start walking, I turned around to bump into a toned chest that only belonged to Jack.

"Woah there doll. Watch where you're going." Jack chuckled as I quickly pushed my body away from his.

"Oh. Sorry." I mumbled, looking up at the intensity of his dark green eyes peering down at me, the memory of last night's incident coming back to smack me across the face like a ton of bricks. What was I thinking? What happened last night was just the perfect recipe for trouble. "I should… um… get to class." I bit the inside of my cheek as I pulled my bag higher up my shoulder and stepped around him to leave, but he stopped me half way in my track by grabbing me by my upper arm.