Brothers Best Friend | corbyn besson

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We get in Brendon's truck and he starts to drive.
"Is this your first hangover." Brendon's asks Emma.
"mhm."
I look back in the backseat at Emma. She really doesn't feel good, and I could tell.
I've gotten drunk a few times, so the hangovers aren't as bad as they used to be.
We arrive to Brody's house, where my truck is. Emma and I get out of Brendon's truck.
"Thanks." I tell him as I get out the truck. He drives away as we get in my truck.
"I'm taking you to my place so you can rest without your mom interrogating you."
•Emma's POV•
It takes ten minutes to get to his house, which felt like forever. We get out and immediately feel lightheaded. I stand there for a second. Corbyn comes over to me, chuckling.
"It's not funny." I say.
He puts his arm around my waist and helps me walk up the stairs leading up to his house, which was ginormous by the way.
"Your right, it not funny. It's hilarious." He says turning to me, smiling. I shake my head.
When we get inside his house, there were these stairs that he expects me to walk all the way up, which I don't feel like doing.
"Do I seriously have to walk all of those stairs?"  I ask.
"Definitely, now come on."
After we finally reach the top, he leads me into a big bedroom, with a huge bed.
"Welcome to my room." Corbyn says, leading me too his bed. He lets go of my waist, pulling the confuter and sheets back so I can cover myself up.
I get in his bed.
"Tell me if you need anything. Okay?"
I shake my head.
"I'll be right back."
He exits the room, shutting the door right behind him.
•Corbyns POV•
I come back in the room ten minutes later, to find Emma sound asleep. I walk over to the other side of my bed, and sit down. I get on my phone.
"Bro where are you? And where is my sister?" Liam texted me at 6 this morning.
I text him back. "She's with me, it's okay."
Liam- "Why didn't you bring her back home yesterday?"
Corbyn- "We fell asleep."
Liam- "Whatever. Just bring her home."
Corbyn- "I will. I promise."