Too Different J.G

Eleven

*Jordan's pov*

You ever find yourself in situations where you're sleepy but too excited to sleep longer because of plans you have for the day?  Well that's how I feel today because here I am at 5 freaking am tying up my running shoes. I tried keeping my eyes closed, hoping I'd be able to fall asleep after I went to use the bathroom but an hour soon passed by and I was still awake so I decided to go for a run.

I was dressed in running shorts and a black sports bra, my hair tied in a messing bun. I took up my earbuds and my phone, making my way down the hall. My brother's door opened and a girl with long black hair stepped out. She was slim, short with brown eyes, dressed in one of my brother's t shirts, her hair tousled. "Hi.I'm Aria. You must be Jordan." She smiled. I rolled my eyes and jogged down the stairs, not bothering to reply.

I don't understand why my brother keeps these chic around. All they want is to be seen. I put my headphones in and start running as hall Of Fame from The Script starts playing. I run down the block and keep running until I reach the park. There's a few people in the park, mostly adults. I stop for a minute, sitting on a bench and breathing heavily. I remembered coming here with my dad and my brother when I was younger.

Life was so much simpler when we were little. So calm and breezy. Now that JJ is famous, there's not much we can do without people hovering over us. My brother and I used to be extremely close when we were kids. As we got older, we grew closer together since he was over protective of me. I love my brother more than anything in this world. He's like my best friend and the only one who was always there for me, besides Alex.

I get up off the cool bench and begin my run back home, taking the longer route. The breeze blew out my hair as I ran, the music blasting in my ear as I picked up speed, my muscles burning. I continued to run, my heart hammering in my chest, so loud I could hear it above my music. I halted to a stop as I appeared in front of my house. I checked the time on my phone, noticing I took 15 minutes to run the longer way home. I smiled at this, happy I could run so far in little time.

It was nearly 6:30 now as I entered my house. As I did, the same girl from earlier was in the kitchen making eggs, I think. She was humming softly and dancing as she continued to cook. I walked up behind, leaning against the counter, slightly surprised. Girls don't normally stay after hooking up with my brother. They usually leave before any of us see them. "What are you doing?" She squeals loudly, dropping the spatula and spinning to face me. I keep my face emotionless, but really wanted to laugh.

"Jordan, you scared the shit out of me." She laughed, picking up the spatula, putting it in the sink and grabbing a new one. "You didn't answer my question." I reply bluntly, glaring at the girl in front of me. She shifted uncomfortably under my gaze. "Well, I'm um making breakfast." She stutters, clearly intimidated. "Who gave you permission?" I asked, standing straight up, making my way towards her. She was way shorter than I was, her face would be buried in between my boobs if I hugged her.

"I, uh, I didn't k-know I needed t-to ask." She said, fidgeting with her manicured fingers. "Well you should've. My brother doesn't need shit from you." I spat. "I-I'm sorry." She said. "You should be you little-" "Jordan!" I stopped mid sentence and turned to face my brother. I smiled sweetly at him making him glare at me. "Aria go change." He said. The girl didn't say a word but hurried out of the kitchen. "What the fuck was that?" He asked, making my eyes widen in shock. JJ usually laughs when I frighten the girls he bring here.

"I was just messing around." I said, obviously pissed that he was taking her side. "Stop being a bitch to people Jay. I really like Aria and you probably just made shit her pants. She's only been nice to you. Being a bitch doesn't really make you cute or damn attractive so stop acting like one." He said, sighing loudly. I was surprised that he liked someone but was more surprised that he called me a bitch. Sure, it was true but hearing from your twin doesn't exactly make it bearable.