My Brothers Best Mate

Memories

Groaning, still in pain, I turned around to face the person I dreaded to see.

"Elliot, how did you get in here? , and did you really have to startle
me." I asked rubbing my head, as if to prove a point of how much it hurt.

Elliot leaned against the counter in front of me, opening a bottle of coke, a smirk splayed across his face.

"Clara Bear, of course I did, what is the fun in just walking in and not causing a fuss? , and to answer your other question Alex gave me another key."

I smacked my forehead, forgetting about hitting it on the fridge minuets earlier, I gasped in agony, glaring at Elliot who looked as smug as ever.

He raised his hands above his head in surrender
"I didn't hit you in the head, stop glaring at me, you ,Clara Bear did that all on your own."

I grunted, closing the fridge door, and walked over to the couch in the lounge room.
I plonked myself down and enjoyed the instant feel that surrounded my body.

That comfort feeling was soon short lived though, as I felt a presence beside me.
I looked to the side to see Elliot just casually looking at me.
A smile on his lips.

"What are you looking at?" I asked feeling uncomfortable after being locked in his gaze for a few seconds

"Nothing, I'm just remembering from, you know that time when we were alone together, about a week ago." Elliot said as a faint red tinge feel upon his cheeks.

I blushed a deep red, remembering every detail of what had happened that day.

"We had both been sitting on this very couch, and I was looking over at you, and than you got annoyed, and were like
'What are you looking at?' And than I said
'You'.
Do you remember what happened next?" Asked Elliot raising an eyebrow at me.

I shook my head in defiance, he knew very well what had happened, and I was not going to repeat it to him.