Hey you guys! It's been a couple months since I posted! But here's another chapter! I don't want to spoil anything so just read on :D ENJOY!
John smiled at Tyler, his eyes completely icy-like, as he firmly grabbed his arms from around me and pulled me behind him.
Tyler didn’t look entirely pleased about what John said, and he walked up a little closer. “Look here, little violin pluckin’ wimp. But when I’ve got a hot gi-“ He was interrupted by John who put so much in his glare that it actually shut drunken Tyler up.
“THIS ‘hot’ girl isn’t a toy for you at all. You should treat her with respect, and I would advise that you do not touch her again. Do we have an understanding?” Tyler actually made a really pathetic noise then nodded. “Uhhh….yeah, man.” Tyler quickly stumbled away, and John let out a breath.
I walked to in front of him. “Oh my god. You’re amazing, John.” I hugged him tightly, and I felt him hug back.
I felt so safe in his arms, and I really enjoyed the smell of him surrounding me. I looked up at him and saw him look at me, curiously.
“So, do you want to give us a shot?” I asked, seeing the emotions on his face scatter all at once.
“Are you sure?” He asked, pulling away to look me honestly in the eyes. I snorted, smiling at him. “No, I said that for shits and giggles. Yes I’m sure, dummy.”
He beamed and hugged me so hard, he picked me up and swung me around. I laughed and hugged him back, and wrapped my arms around his neck as he set me back down. He smiled and bent down and kissed me, causing me to blush as he pulled back with a cocky grin.
“Now tonight has been the best ever,” he said putting an arm around my waist as he led me off of the dance floor back towards our table. I saw the look on Rachel and Hannah’s faces as they saw us walking back and they just smiled as we sat down.
I can’t believe that so much happened that night, but at least it ended…well…perfect.
That weekend after the dance was very quiet. I didn’t see Lance at all, but to be honest I really didn’t want to see him after our incident Friday night. It still hurt that he wasn’t willing to give us a chance, but I found out how he really felt, and I suppose that was enough for me.
But now….
I guess I needed to somehow move on from the idea of ever going out with him....
Besides, I have John.
Smiling at the thought of that, I rolled over on my bed and grabbed my phone. I relayed over the amount of text messages we’ve sent each other over the past 2 days and it’s been amazing.
Who would have thought that I would be one of those lovey dovey teen girls when I actually got a boyfriend?
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In Love with My Brother
Romance"The name's Corrie Fisher. I am not your ordinary girl. When I was younger, I would get teased because of one simple thing: I wanted to marry my brother. Even though we were buddy-buddy and were best-friends, I still was in love with my brother...
