Me and my Brothers

Chaper 17~ Pretty Boy

A/N~ So I realized (with help) that I haven't ever showed a picture of Finn, so check the picture up top. It's Bryce Hall I only know him from Jackson Krecioch, but this is how I envision Finn to look.

Lunchtime is the worst when you don't have any friends. Everyone gets to see how much of a loser you really are at lunch. I'm sitting in the corner by the window reading the last few pages of my book, it's my favorite spot in this entire school.

"Wasn't you on like page seven this morning?" A familiar voice asks. I look up and see that it is the boy with the glasses and soft smile.

"Oh, sorry, is this seat taken?" He asks once I don't say anything.

I'm honestly just surprised someone that isn't one of my brothers is talking to me.

"Nope, It's all yours," I say back, unsure how this will go.

"Good," He says, plopping himself down in the seat. He smiles at me and begins munching one of my french fries.

"You might not want Finn to catch you with me," I say, concerned for the new kids' safety.

" I couldn't give less of a shit what Finn thinks, what's got you so scared of him anyway?" He bluntly asks.

Of all the fucking questions he could have asked, it had to be that one? What happened to asking people what their favorite color is?

"Oh no reason, he just seems like a real dick," I say, not making eye contact.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a terrible liar?" He asks me giving me one of his grins "Yes, actually they have," I say a little annoyed.

Who does he think he is coming to my spot, stealing my fries, and asking me too personal questions?  

"But seriously, why do you seem so timid around Finn Hall?" He asks, his grin falling a bit.

"Why do you care?" I ask him, really not wanting to open up to him. If I open up, I'll get attached. If I get attached, It will hurt more when he leaves. 

"Because I'm intrigued by you pretty boy," he says, grabbing another fry and biting it.

"There is really nothing to be intrigued by," I reply, blushing at his compliment.

"Oh, I beg to differ," he says and winks at me, making me blush even harder.

Who is this boy, and why does he want to sit with me? All through lunch, he was super sweet. We ask questions trying to get to know each other, he eventually did ask me what my favorite color is. His is yellow, and I just can't help but think that is the perfect color for the happy boy.

Jack meets me after school at my locker so we can walk to Drew's room together.

"How was your day, little one?" He asks, ruffling my hair.

"Pretty good. You?" I ash him, trying to fix my hair. 

"Mine was okay," he says, I know he's got something else on his mind though. Jack isn't one for small talk. 

"Andrew and Ryan are going grocery shopping, so it's just me and you today." He says when we get to Drew's room.

What, that can't happen again. He will ask more questions. Last time we were alone,  he basically forced information out of me like a cop in a cheesy crime movie.

"Did Jack tell you where Andrew and I are going?" Ryan asks once he sees us come through the door. 

I nod as an answer.

Once we get to the house, Andrew and Ryan stay in the car so they can head straight to Walmart.

"Denver be good, and Jack don't burn the house down," Andrew warns as we get out of the truck.

We both nod, grab our bags, and get out of the truck

" I believe me and you have a conversation to finish," he says as soon as we get into the door.

Well, he really went straight to the point. Very forward, he is.

He motions for me to follow him, so I do. We end up in the living room sitting on the couch.

" Why does Finn do it," He asks

"Jack please it's Monday, let's not do this right now" I try to reason with him

" Nope, we're doing this now," he says, his voice already filling with authority.

Now here's the thing, Jack is very impatient. He also sometimes has a temper, It usually only gets him in trouble though. 

"Blake!" He says warningly, the outburst makes me jump.

"Okay, fine!" I say holding my hands up like I'm surrendering

" I don't know why he does it all I know is he does," I say

" Have you ever done anything to him?" He asks

"Nope, nothing," I answer in a bored tone.

" Is he straight?" He aks, taking me off guard.

"What the hell does that have to do anything?" I ask, letting the curse word slip.

"language Blake, just answer the question" he warns

"I mean, I guess, I assume he is," I answer honestly. Why would he use the slurs he uses if he wasn't?

"I think he may like you." He says, cleaning his fists together.

"Like me!? He tried to kill me!" I say back astonished

"Well, I mean, maybe he doesn't understand his feelings," he says, trying to reason it out.

"No, there is no way. He hates my guts, hates them enough to try to kill me." I say.

This boy has done went and lost his mind.

"I wouldn't say if I didn't think it was true. I hate the idea of him liking you, of anyone liking in that way, really. Because Denver, I may not show it like the other two, but I will kill anyone that hurts you. You're my baby too." He says, his eyes softening.

Aw, that was super sweet. I'm so lucky to have brothers that love and protect me like this. Sometimes I do forget Jack is this overprotective, though.

"I know Jack, I love you," I say, wanting to thank him in a way.

I think that is the end of this conversation, but no. Jack likes to surprise you with everything that comes out of his mouth.

"Who was that boy at lunch today?" He asks, making my mind race.

Because the thing is, I really don't know the answer.

Edited A/N~ I'm loving the Denver-Jack love in this chapter! Also loving Austin and Dever together! I'm slowing getting this book the way I want it, thank you guys for staying with me. Until next time 💜