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Chapter Seven

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I. Saw. His. Naked. Body.

This image was probably one of those things you couldn't get rid of, even when you tried as hard as you could. It would stay in my mind forever, repeating the scene over and over again. I never should have come to his house or entered his room. But here I was, standing in front of him, not knowing how to react.

'Jay, sweetheart...' the girl behind him immediately kept her mouth shut when she saw me. 'Who is she?' She asked with an arrogant voice, looking down on me as if I was the one standing here naked instead of her.

'I'm sorry.' Was all I could think of. Seriously! The "I'm sorry" again? Jay looks at me in an almost boring way, not embarrassed, not amused, just bored by my sudden appearance. 'Can you grab a towel for me love?' he asks the girl, pointing at a dresser on the other side of the room.

'And can you tell me why you are here.' His piercing green eyes observe me, igniting something inside of me that I desperately tried to ignore. 'I guess it's not because you wanted to see me naked', he joked darkly in an attempt to lighten the tension in the room.

His mouth turned up in a sexy smile, daring me to say something back. I decided to go for the truth. 'I came here to ask if you have a spare key of Alec's house', I explained. The girl handed him his towel and wrapped another one around her body. 'Wait, you are Reighley.' She laughed and let her eyes trail along my body in a disapproval way, which made me feel very uncomfortable. How could she know who I was?

'I can't believe you are Alec's sister, you two don't even look like each other!' I couldn't believe she had the nerve to insult me in this situation. Jay didn't pay attention to her, 'he didn't come home?' Why was he all of a sudden so concerned? Did he know where Alec hang out? 'Tell me what you know', I said demanding.

He turned around to face the girl, she wasn't amused by all of this. 'Could you please leave us?' I tried to hide a grin because of the expression on her face, it was really priceless.

'Are you fucking serious!' she yelled, throwing her hands in the air. 'Now please.' he wasn't discussing this with her. 'Don't look at me like that.' She faced me with burning rage in her eyes, 'I know exactly what you're doing here.'

And with that being said, she left the room and smashed the door behind her, leaving us alone.

'I wonder what she's thinks that would be...' I really couldn't stand him right now, with that smirk of him that said "I know you want me".
'Can you please put on some clothes?'

He wiggles with his eyebrows, 'am I making you nervous girl?' I was going to pretend that I didn't hear that. Luckily for me, he listens and walks to the bathroom again. 'Alec told me he wanted to go to a party', I hear him say, 'so I guess that's where he is right now.'

He was dressed in nothing more than faded jeans, which was hanging low on his hips, showing me a part of his V-line. I didn't want to admit it, but damn he was sexy. When he looked at me, I felt myself coming alive under his intense gaze. All I could thing about was how his lips would feel on mine.

But who was I kidding? He was like the exact opposite of me, with his tattoo's and bad attitude. He probably slept with every girl, fucking around like it didn't mean anything. This whole situation had proven that. After tonight, I promised myself that I would avoid him as much as possible.

'Are you coming or do you want to stay in my bedroom forever?' When he speaks up, I discover that I'd been staring at him the whole time. It makes me blush in shame. Why was it so hard for me to act normal around him? It was like I constantly forgot everything.

Jay opens the door and let me pass first, 'you can say whatever you want about be, but you can't say that I'm not a gentleman. This is the second time today that I come to your rescue like some sort of prince charming.' He states, pretty satisfied by himself. 'You, a "prince charming"?' I shake my head in disbelief, trying not to laugh.

Downstairs, people were throwing their arms up in the air, singing to a song that blared through the speakers. The "naked girl" – who, of course, wasn't naked anymore – was dancing on an expensive looking wooden table. She got all the attention she wanted so desperate by flirting with a couple guys who danced beside the table.

I couldn't believe Jay had sex with her a few minutes ago. Only the thought of it made me sick. 'Stop staring, start walking.' Jay softly pulls at my arm in an attempt to let me notice that it's time to go. We push our way through the dancing crowd and ignore all the drunken comments we get from people. When we finally get outside, I have to catch my breath. This day was really exhausting... 'Are you okay?' Jay touched me carefully. 'Yeah', I answer, 'I'm fine.'

We walk to his shining car; the vintage Porsche with which he had followed me earlier. 'Allow me.' He opens the door for me and I know that he's doing that on purpose so he can show me again what a gentleman he is.

I step in his car, watching him with curiosity. 'What?' He asks me while starting the engine. My voice is barely audible when I speak up because of the roaring sound his car makes, 'nothing.' We slowly drive through the empty streets, both staying silent for a while. 'What kind of party is it?' I eventually want to know and Jay gives me a look that says: 'are you fucking serious?' He runs his hand through his hair and clears his throat.

'Can I ask you something?'

'Yes of course', I reply to him.

'How well do you know your brother?'

That's the part where my mind started whirring.
I always blamed my brother for our almost non-existent relationship, because he was the one who knew nothing about me or my life. He had left us and he was the one who only visited us with Christmas and called once a week. So it was his fault right? But what I never had wanted to realize, was that it maybe was my fault instead.

I knew he was the kind of boy who could make you smile in every situation, I knew that he had struggled with his sexuality, that he was a vegetarian and loved strange fashion trends. I knew that he went to LA to become famous with his songs and that it kind of worked out. That was it.

'Good enough.' It didn't sound very confident. 'Have you ever googled him or checked out his social media accounts?' Why did he wanted to know that? 'I don't use social media', I confess, 'it's so useless.' It made him laugh, 'God, you really lived under a stone... Check this out.' He hands me over his phone and I stare at my brothers Instagram account.

He had 14 million followers...

SHOCKING!!! How could Reighley not know this about her brother?? Omg sometimes she is such an awful sister... Let me know what you are thinking right now! I'm curious hihi and don't forget to vote/follow/comment! XOXO