Forever

Chapter 9

His lips taste like heaven. His breath is hot and smells like cigars and mint. I'm lost in this gentle kiss. Some strange feeling goes through me and I stop myself.

What am I doing? This is not a good idea. I shouldn't have done this.

Guilt and embarrassment grow in me as I move away from him. I look away and move to stand up from the bed, but he takes my hand.

"Is something wrong?" he asks, his voice is raucous. I shudder to his touch and sound of his voice.

I stay silent and stand up from the bed. He is still holding my hand and I can't move. I never felt like this in my entire life. I felt so strange, like he's the center of my universe. Like everything I have disappeared and he's the only thing left. I felt...

"What's wrong?" he gets up from the bed and stands in front of me, still holding my hand. "You didn't like it?" he's trying to make eye contact, but I keep looking at the floor.

"It was... nice." I say and he lifts my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"Just nice?" his eyes are glowing, and I can see grievance in them.

"It was more than nice, it was... great." I say and look to the side. I can't look him it the eyes, I'm so embarrassed. And, his eyes are hypnotizing, in this moment he could make me do anything only by looking at me.

"Than what is it? Why did you move away?" what am I going to say to him? I don't know why. I think I got scared.

That's stupid. Why would I get scared? I've kissed many guys, it's not like this is something new for me. But I have never felt this strange heat in my chest, my heart never beat so fast, I was never so excited.

"I think I heard something downstairs." I lie. "Maybe Jake got home." he relieves my hand and I walk out of the room. I hear his footsteps behind me as I walk down the stairs.

"They are not here yet." he says and seats on the sofa. He's not looking at me. He's staring at the picture of Jake and me hanging on the wall. "You like him, don't you?" he's still looking at that picture.

"What!? Of course I don't, he's my brother!" I say, shocked by his question.

"No, he's your uncle's son. So, you are not related." how did he know that? I didn't say that to anyone and Jake promised that he won't tell anyone. This is why I didn't want people to find out.

"How do you know about that?" I ask. Someone must have told him, how else could he find out.

"It doesn't matter how I find out. And, answer my question. Do you like him? Is that why you moved away from me?" what am I going to say? I'm not even sure. I don't know why I moved away.

"I don't know why I did that. I was confused." I say and add. " And, I'm not in love with my brother." he's sick for even thinking about that. How could I possibly like my stepbrother?

"Prove it to me." he say and I give him a confused look. "Prove me that you don't like him." he explains.

"What? Why should I do that? And, how would I do that?" I say before even thinking about it.

"Kiss me." he simply says.

"What?" I say, being confused.

"Kiss me and prove to me that you don't like him." he's nuts. I'll never do that again in my life.

"I'm not doing that." I say and turn to leave the room.

"That's because you're coward. You know you like him and you don't want to admit it." ok, he's gone too far. I turn around walk back to the sofa.

I'll give him his prove. I seat down next to him and lean toward him. I almost pressed my lips on his when I heard the door opening. I jump up from the sofa and away from Zayn. My cheeks are burning and my heart is beating really hard.

"Hey Beth, how was... What are you doing here?" Jake says as he walks into the living room. His eyes go from me to Zayn and back to me.

"I came here to tell you something. It's important." Zayn says. His voice is so calm, like nothing happened.

"Ok.. Let's go." Jake says and Zayn stands up from the sofa. "It's really late, you should go to bed." he says to me and i nod. They leave the room and I hear the door closing.

I hope that Jake didn't notice something. I rush toward my bedroom and lock the door behind.

So many things just happened, I can't take it anymore. I walk toward my bed and lie down. My room still smells like cigars and mint.

I close my eyes and fall asleep.

(Hello guys, I'm sooo sorry for not updating. 

This was one of the worst weeks of my life. 

I hope you like the chapter, it's not so long, but I hope it's ok. :)

Vote and comment, love you all. Xoxoxoxo)