"Alex!" I jumped onto my brother's body, earning a laugh from him. He hugged me back. God, I miss him so much. Told ya."Ade." He says into my hair. "Fuck, you're out too much." I laughed and we both pulled away softly.
"I'm heading off to work later, again." I rolled my eyes. We sat on the couch in the living room.
"Is your work boring you?" He asked, taking some of my ice cream.
Is it? "No. Well, kinda... maybe, I just need a little time to adjust." I shrugged my shoulders.
"You can talk to me whenever you want to, okay? I need you to remember that." He said as he puts an arm around me. I remembered Reece at that gesture.
"I do." I said, smiling to my brother. Can I talk to you about Harry? And the kiss? Obviously not.
"So, how's Race?" He asked. Race?
"Do you mean Reece?" I slightly laughed at his mistake.
"Whatever, Reece it is." He returned a grin.
"He's fine. Why? Are you fond of him?" I replied.
"You are." He smirked. "Be careful with boys. They can be a jerk anytime."
"I know, I know." I said with a chuckle. "Are we really going to talk about my love life?"
"As if you have one." He teased as he stuck his tongue out on me.
"Whatever!" I reacted as I rolled my eyes, the girly way. Alex has dated a lot of girls since he was thirteen, or since we were in seventh grade. I never had a boyfriend. Well, I had crushes and suitors before but they were not what I wanted.
We spent an hour laughing our ass off as I brought the topic of John and Anastasia.
"We should write back." I told him.
"You can write back." He shrugged. "But I won't."
"Please? For me?" I used my charm and tried to get him say yes. "I think it would not be nice if we don't write back. Maybe just a simple thank you would be enough."
"Fine. Thank you it is then. But I'm not writing, you are." He said.
"Thanks." I smiled to him and I kissed his cheeks.
"You're lucky that I love you." He teased. "Girls are drooling over me, sis. I'm so hot."
"Yeah, that you are." I teased back.
"I need to get ready for work." I said and went upstairs. I took a quick bath and after that, I opened my closet and pulled out a maroon button-down top and a pair of white skinny jeans. I decided to wear a pair of black ankle boots that I haven't worn since the day I got here.
Next thing I did was my hair. I curled the ends of it that almost reached my butt. I have black hair which I loved the most. My complexion is nothing but fair. People always called me Snow White back in America. I also have electric blue eyes that I admired the most. Yeah, keep loving yourself Ade.
I put BB cream to my face and covered it up with a small amount of pressed powder. I won't be needing it, as they say, but I live for make up. I kind of wanted to be a make-up artist someday. I put on a shade of nude for eyeshadow, a line of cat-eyeliner and filled in my brows lightly. I won't have to color my lips, just because I don't really want to. I just applied a tint of lip balm. My make up looked natural without lipstick, so I like it this way.
I was ready to go when I heard my phone ring. It's Reece. I swiped the screen to answer him.
"Hi." I greeted.
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Rock Me // H.S.
Fanfiction"Is there anything else that you want me to do, Mr. Styles?" "Rock me." (WARNING: May contain strong language and sexual contents.)