Being Me

>>6<<

Tell me something I need to know
Then take my breath and never let it go
If you just let me invade your space
I'll take the pleasure, take it with the pain
And if in the moment I bite my lip
Baby in that moment you'll know this is
Something bigger than us and beyond bliss
Give me a reason to believe it
'Cause if you wanna keep me
You gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta love me harder
I sang the lyrics silently as I walked towards my house.
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I ring the bell and the door opens revealing Kai standing on the door.
Kai, short for Karianne is none other than my seven year old sister.
"Hey Kai, where is Asher?", I say while getting inside the house and closing the door.
Asher Eaton is my seventeen year old elder brother and he is in the same school as I but he always finds excuses to skip school.
"He was making noodles and told me you'll be here so I came and opened the door.", she replied in a worried manner.
We had given her strict instructions to not see the door on her own because she wasn't able to see who it was due to her short height and would always open the door. It was just unsafe like that.
"Alright. Then it's fine but next time tell Asher to see it", I say.

I go to the kitchen and find Asher making noodles.
Asher was one hell of a brother and due to being only a year elder to me, we were super close. Also Asher wasn't the guy who would make cup noodles or make you eat take away, he was the one who'd rather cook for you. He enjoyed cooking and the food he made was just...scrumdidliumptious! I mean he was like a pro at cooking.
They say the way to someone's heart goes through their stomach.
Even though that is biologically incorrect but I'm hungry. That's all. I am hungry.

I silently tip toed a bit closer only to find him making his signature mushroom noodles. Well mushroom and noodles sound funny in the same sentence but believe me when Asher cooks it, you'll become his die hard fan.

"I smell foooooood", I say or rather scream in his ear. And hugged him from behind.
He jumped due to reflex because he was busy preparing food and certainly did not see me coming.
"Aaassshhheeeerrrrrr", I elongate his name as I always do. With adoration though.
"You need to learn basic manners Nia", he said all shrivelled up.
Yes he called me Nia. When we used to be kids as we were told by mum and dad he was only able to say Nia rather than saying Zinnia. So since then he has been calling me Nia. I don't even object not like he's calling me something like pumpkin or maybe brinjal or tomato or radish or peaches or never mind.
"Missed me?", I ask.
"Oh you wish?! Why would I even miss you when I got food and Netflix and by the way I have your Netflix password too. Also I made noodles for only two people. Didn't know you would drag you're lazy ass back home so early", he rambles. I can't believe he said that all in one breath. This guy is something.
I give him a flat face for a response.
"Fine I made enough noodles for five people and you can take it if you want. And how was you're day?", Asher asked.
This was my brother. Making me food was his way of love or care or affection.
But without constant use of sarcasm and sass it would be quite drab so we made things more.....awesome? Yeah we are awesome.
"Hehe thanks. Lemme eat and them imma tell you the story of my school brother", I grin towards him.
He just shrugs and gets his noodles.
We eat in silence while watching Interstellar.
Time to time I would just moan with pleasure and tell him how amazingly delicious his noodles were and apart from that we were silent throughout the movie. Or at least Asher was.
You know what I mean? Right?
Smiles to myself.