Suddenly I felt what I was laying on move up and down. Did my bed have a new update to it? I felt a hand on my back and my hair between its fingers. My bed moved up and down again and it had a different feel to it. I opened my eyes and saw myself not laying on my bed, but on Tristan. I rolled off him and fell off my bed. "OOF-" a noise slipped from my lips as my back hit the ground. I heard the bed shift. "You okay?" I squinted my eyes to see Tristan's head peaking over the edge of the bed trying to fight back a grin. I moaned as I stood up and held my head.
I felt a hand brush over mine "I'm serious. Are you alright?" I opened my eyes and saw Tristan with nothing but his jeans on. I tried to hide the blush that grew across my cheeks. "Yeah I'm great. Nothing like a morning fall to wake you up ya know?" I giggled and saw a rush of relief rush over him. "Yeah" he said with a smile. I pushed his shoulders back forcing his body backwards onto the bed. "Hey! Watch it" he said in a threating voice. "Ooo I'm so scared! Help me someone! A big icky man is threatening me!" I said with a smirk and ran out my bedroom door. "YOU LITTLE- GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" He yelled and chased me down the stairs. "No!" I yelled and ran through my living room seeing my three younger brothers and felt six eyes staring at me in shock. "Hi boys bye boys!" I yelled and started laughing as i ran out of the living room back into my kitchen. "GET BACK HERE" i heard a yell from the living room and a scream coming from my younger brother Sam. "TRISTAN!" I heard Michael yell and saw Tristan at the entrance of the living room staring at me with a smirk. I screamed and ran up stairs. I tried running into my room but felt arms wrap around my waist. "NO! LET ME GO ICKY MAN!" I said struggling. I heard a deep and mischievous chuckle as he loosened his grip on me but turned me around and pushed me to a wall. "I'll show you icky" he said with a smirk looking deep into my eyes "T-" I said before I felt his hand softly touch my chin and tilt my head at an angle. As his lips drew closer to mine I closed my eyes.
"Ahem" I heard and froze. I didnt dare to open my eyes, I already knew it was my brothers and I didnt have to see to tell they were giving me and Tristan and cold hard stare. But as for Tristan, that didn't stop him and I felt his lips touch mine softly. I felt heat erupt in my core and I couldn't stop my arms from wrapping around his neck. Tristan's tongue slipped in between my lips and started playing with mine. I didnt know what was going on but I didnt care. He lifted my body up and I wrapped my legs around him. "Ewww!" I heard Sam say and felt Tristan smile against my lips. "AHEM!" I jumped and Tristan drew his mouth away from me.
"What? Are you jealous?" Tristan said with another smirk. "Jealous? Of you? Please Tristan. Please." Michael said and rolled his eyes. Tristan let me unwrap my legs and put me down. "What I want to know is why your kissing my sister" he said. "Yeah!" Sam agreed. "Sam. Stay quiet, okay?" I heard my middle brother Kyle say. "I'd would keep on doing it if you didnt interrupt" Tristan said and looked back at me. I never saw this part of Tristan before except for when he kissed my dad. " God damnit Tristan! Why the hell were you kissing Magi?!" Michael demanded. "I've kissed your dad, But it lasted longer. So I guess I'm just kissing everyone in this family" he said. The boys faces went pale. I laughed at their faces with Tristan. Kyle picked up Sam "Come on little bro. Lets grab some cereal before school" he said.
Kyle was always the pacifist, calm one of the group. The whole family would be yelling but Kyle and my mother would just be sitting together and look at pictures. He never cussed and was very polite. When my mother passed it hit him the hardest. He use to be so talkative, but when she passed he went mute for months before one night he came into my room and told me he loved me. I'd never forget that night.
"Tristan, look, Magica is my sister. So if you dont get your dirty hands off her, I promise you..." Michael growled and trailed off. Tristan was egging him on and wrapped an arm around my waist and whispered into my ear. "Im sorry" he whispered to me "Please just let me do this. I promise you can kill me later" He drew away from my ear and put his lips closer to mine. Kyle walked up the stairs and glared at Tristan. "Let her the fuck go" he said in a tone of voice that scared me. I felt Tristan let go and step away from me. I was even scared of my own brother. "Ahem. Sorry for that word.. Nevermind that. Tristan! Its nice to see you again old friend" he said and held out his hand to Tristan. He took it and they shook hands. Kyle looked over at me. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yes.. Kyle, I am" I said my voice shaky. "I'm so sorry for scaring you.. I dont know what possessed me to do that. Please forgive me" he said looking very disappointed. I smiled and hugged him "I forgive you. I love you, got that? Haha. You should get to school and make sure Sam's safe. Alright?" I said and ruffled his hair. He smiled at me and nodded, then kissed my cheek and waved bye as he walked downstairs. "I- uh well imma... Go downstairs.." Micheal said stunned of what Kyle said and followed him.
I turned to Tristan and saw him looking down. "God.. What did I do? Mal.. I'm so sorry" he said. I ruffled his hair. "When did you become such a good kisser?" He blushed and looked away trying to hide his embarrassment. I smiled at him. "I-I uh.. Is it really a talent?" He asked looking at me with a hand behind his head looking like a helpless puppy. "Mhm. I bet my dad enjoyed it" I said and he laughed. "Sad thing is, your dad was my first kiss" I busted out laughing and sat down hugging myself. Tristan sat down next to me. "I regret it. And god, your dad sucks at kissing" I laughed so hard I had to lay down to catch my breath. "I wouldn't count my dad's and yours make-out session as a first kiss. I would count it as a fight over power." He looked at me. "Then that would make our kiss to be my first" he said and I blushed. "Well that sucks. I'm sure you could've done better" I said sitting up and pulled my knees to my chest. "I rather it be you" he said. I blushed and looked away. "Shut up" I said and he pushed my shoulders back to make me lay back onto the floor. "I'm serious" his tone and emotionless face scared me. "Tristan?" I asked trying to make him show a little emotion. "Hm?" He crawled closer to me. "I- uhm" I didnt even know what I wanted to say.
"Mal?" He asked and laid himself next to me. I looked over at him. "Did you.. Like the kiss?" I stared at him. How was I suppose to respond to that? "Your eyes speak wonders, And from your response to the kiss, I would take that as a yes" he said and smiled. I hit his stomach and rolled around to make myself face a wall and not him. I felt his fingers run down my back which sent shivers up my spine. Was he trying to drive me crazy? "Tristan... Stop" I said and he did. "Sorry. Doing the touchy thing again.." He said "To be honest, Before I kissed you, I thought all of this was a dream that I didnt want to wake up from. Thats why im always trying to.. Well, touch you. But after I kissed you.. I dont know. I could just tell it was real. I'm just dazed I guess." He said and I turned around to look at him. "Im really sorry I did. I just had to make sure this was real and I saw an opportunity" I smiled. "I promise you, This is all real"
