-Zac's POV-
I've never met anyone like her, it's like every single part of her and her personality matches perfectly with my own, every other girl was some type of substitute, like I was chasing a dream, looking for anyone like her, when after all this time, it's always been her that I've cared about.
Too bad she's my little sister, and just like anything else in my life, it's a cruel joke. I was laying on my stomach with a single pillow under my chest and neck, scratching lottery tickets me and seth found on the sidewalk, lazily scratching sighing with each loss, finishing the last one realizing I didn't win even the least amount. "Max, Zac! dinner!" Well at least I get to eat.
Max tried to beat me, couldn't let that go unpunished, gives me an excuse to briefly touch something so far away. Lost in her being, staring at every mere movement in her face was like art, constantly creating new masterpieces for me to witness and enjoy, completely ignoring anything else, faint mumbles from dad, but nothing even comes close to catching my attention when I look at her. We said grace and started to eat, shit was cold, but I don't really care, foods food and I don't waste, I haven't moved out yet nor do I have a job, so I take what I can get.
Dad asked if football was going okay, told him a basic answer, we both know I don't lose, one thing I have is skill, nothing can take that away from me.
We finished up dinner, I finished first and watched Max eat, couldn't help but smile, she's grown so much, into something I never thought was possible. I walked slowly back to the stairs, waiting for her to go first so I could enjoy a nice view, to maybe console just how poor I am and this starving sickness for Nicotine.
She purposely took her time walking up the stairs, like she knows I like how she looks. "Nice ass" I say to grab her attention, let her know I was looking, maybe these offhanded jokes might make her question if it's really a joke. She was perfect, her ass was by far the best I've ever seen, and not because of how it looked, but because it was hers.
"What are you fucking gay?" she says with a smile, offering a challenge I couldn't refuse, she knows those references get me. I accepted her challenge, chasing her up the stairs, grabbing her by her beautiful thighs tossing her on my bed, But of course like a dumbass I tripped over my chair, but was met with a very nice surprise face to face chest to chest, My heart immidiately started racing, all of my feelings making my skin burn and tingle, like everything I want is right in front of me, in complete bliss just being so close to her, feeling the warmth of our bodies, on the verge of giving in and taking our first kiss, but I couldn't.
I watched as she stared back into me with her beautiful hazel eyes, like she really knew who I was, and how connected we were, they were the last piece to the most beautiful puzzle in existence, completing her amazingly untouchable face. I stuttered and got up, unable to handle that pressure anymore, it's happened before.
Reminds me of when I used to hold her, I miss those days. Of course if I held her now like I did before, it would be completely different, more, much more, makes me almost tear up when I think about how much that would mean to me.
I watched as she got up and walked to her room, enjoying ever part of her walk, feeling even more remorseful for not kissing her. I wanted her back. I need to try. Anything.
Anything to see her for even a second more. "Max! Zac! Me and your father are leaving for bingo! We will be back in a couple of hours! Lock the doors if you go anywhere!" The door slams. "Yo Max, uhh.. come here real quick" Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What am I doing.
She came out in those shorts I like, and a tank top, which made me even more nervous. "Yeah?" Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I don't know what to say. "Uhh.. can you help me find my helmet?"
This will give me time to think about everything, even if it's just a few minutes. "Yeah, sure" She walked over to my closet, and bent over, and holy fuck, what a good idea, now my minds filled with emotions and clouds, the fuck do I do now?
