-Max's POV-
My breathing will not slow down. The way he looks at me, the way he talks, smiles, it's way too much.
I hugged myself. I couldn't stop thinking of the closeness between our faces, our noses, our lips. I could feel his warm breath. I could see his bright blue eyes. But, I can't see anything pursuing any further between me and him. Afterall, he is my brother.
With my heart racing, I opened the door and ran downstairs to the kitchen to grab something to drink along with a snack or two. I heard rustling up around in Zac's room but, I was afraid to go up there. I stayed downstairs for a few minutes sipping my tea and listening to see if he hollers for me or anything.
It became silent.
The rattling stopped.
I raced upstairs, my heart racing more, I went to his door slowly opening it until I saw him laying on the ground blood rushing down from his leg, right next to him was that old tv he had. I'm guess the screen shattered and fell right on top of him.
I raced over to him.
"O-Oh my GOD!" I say as I seen the glass sticking straight out of his leg.
"It's nothing, ha." He slowly rose up, making tiny grunts trying to lay flat on the palms of his hands.
I examined the deep cuts in his leg, the glass was barely into the skin but, it still bled.
I ran to the bathroom and grabbed some gauze, gloves, rubbing alcohol, and tape to wrap up the wound.
"It isn't b-"
"Yes it is." I put my hand over his mouth and started examining the cut again. I wrapped up my hands up in the gloves and gently started tapping around the bloody area trying to get the glass to slowly make its way to the surface of his tanned skin.
"Ah" he moans as I gently pull a tiny shard from his thigh.
I carefully took out the last 3 pieces that was left in his body while he moaned and squeezed my forearm to try to avoid as much pain as possible. Tears formed in his eyes as the last piece was pulled. He layed there, breathing fastly and trying to numb down the pain that was occurring. I took the alcohol and gently splashed a bit over the wound.
"AHH!" He screams scrunching his face and squeezing my forearm harder making me flinch.
"I-am so-sor"
"Just hurry." He hesitates between breaths.
I slowly pour a little bit more alcohol and quickly wrap it with the gauze and taped it together. Tears were streaming down his face and his lip quivered as pain slowly went down his leg. I gave him some aspirin to soothe the pain.
"You need to lay down" I say getting up and holding my hand out waiting for him to grab a hold of it.
"I guess" He slowly gets up, breathing hastily .
I prop up pillows along with a few blankets and lead him over to his bed slowly helping him down onto the mattress. I prop up his leg along with covering him with a blanket.
"Okay, anything else?" I grabbed the remote off the ground and set it on his chest.
He didn't respond. He just watched me.
"I'll take that as a no" I walked to the door
"W-Wait." he says. I turn around and watch as he was arose up, staring at me eye to eye.
"Come here" He motions his hand towards me. I slowly walk towards him, my body shivering from his voice and how it echoed on the walls.
I stood next to his bed, waiting for a response.
"Stay." He grabbed my hand slowly and softly moving his thumb over my knuckles.
He pulled me over top of him and watched me. I roll over next to him and position myself under the blankets and stay close to the window. My face felt so light and my body was over heating. He kept watching me and I didn't know what to do but stare back so I did.
I felt his arms wrap around my back, pulling me closer into his warm torso. I positioned closer and wafted in his cologne, feeling so safe and loved into his arms. He kisses my forehead and I don't know what to do. I don't know what to feel or say but just look at him.
I put my arms over his chest. I could hear his heart beating and it felt so free. It's so beautiful to hear another's heart beat especially someone you love.
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It gets awkward at times because I don't think brothers and sisters should act this close. We are always alone together. I am surprised nothing further has went along yet.
I looked up at him and he was sound asleep. He was completely out of it.
He was so cute when he slept. He didn't even snore. He just breathed in and out so slowly and it was so peaceful to hear.
I decided it was time for me to leave.
I slowly put his hand on his chest and made my way to the end of the bed. I tip toed to the door and shut it quietly. He needed some rest.
I went downstairs to grab a bottle of water and our parents pull up. What great timing.
I quickly ran up the stairs and went to my room and shut the door. I plowed the covers over me and faked sleeping so I didn't get yelled at for not doing my homework. They always yell at me for being behind in school.
I woke up at 9:35 pm. Everyone was up and this was about the time my parents start dozing off and going to bed or passing out on the couch.
Zac was up in his room playing video games with his friends Matt that was online and Richard who lived down the street and they just talked loud and raged on every move they made.
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I went back into my room and began blogging on tumblr. I heard Zac aand Richard saying their goodbyes and the door slammed downstairs. He was gone.
I got up and checked the hallway to see if Zac was there. I inch my way into the beige carpet and all I seen was his door wide open. He was still playing his game. I went back in the bedroom and changed into my sweat pants and a crop top and curled up into my blankets. It was so cold I couldn't stand it.
I turn my light off and shut my eyes. In the distance, I could hear my door creep open.
Zac.
