Being A Rowland // joey birlem

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Skylar's POV

I stand up and grab Hunter by the arm. I pull him into the hallway and shut the door. 

"IT's none of your business," I finally say. 

"None of my business? You're my little sister for God's sake! I'm pretty sure that makes it my business!" He yells.

"My love life is not your business. Just because your my brother doesn't mean I have to tell you everything!" 

"You just got out of relationship with my best friend how the heck are you just gonna move on?" 

"Blake broke up with me! What I do with my life and who I date should be up to me not you!" With that, I open the door and slam it in his face. 

"You ok?" Joey asks. I ignore him as I pace back and forth, trying to calm myself.

"Sky?" Joey asks as he walks towards me. He places his hand on my shoulder. I swing around and push him back without thinking. He stumbles back, looking at me in few. Almost instantly, it's like my brain goes from scattered to straight. 

"Oh my God, I am so sorry," I whisper walking over to him. He doesn't say anything. "I didn't mean to... I was angry... I didn't mean to push you." Tears well up in my eyes. He takes my hand and pulls me to sit down. I go to sit down next to him but he pulls me to sit on his lap. So I do, I sit on his lap with my legs hanging over the side. 

"It's ok, Sky. It just threw me off guard," He says as he plays with the ends of my hair. 

"I've never thrashed out like that," I say, terrified of myself. 

"It's ok. Stop overthinking about it," He says before placing a kiss to my left temple. I nod and sigh as I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his chest. He kisses the top of my head. 

The door busts open and Brandon walks in. 

"It's true!" He says looking at Joey and me.

"Please. Please don't yell at me. I can't handle another person yelling at me," I groan, standing up and looking at my little brother. 

"I'm not gonna yell. I'm gonna congratulate you. Does he make you happy?" He asks. I nod. "Good. That's all that matters," He says as he pulls me into a hug. I thank him for being so excepting. He nods and smiles.

~+~

I wake up with Joey's head resting on my chest. I run my fingers through his hair, playing with the ends of it. He stirs a little in his sleep before lifting his head up and opening his eyes a little. 

"Good morning," He sighs as he falls back down. His morning voice made my mind spin.  

"Good morning," I giggle leaning down and placing a kiss on his lips.

"I could get used to waking up like this," He laughs. 

"Don't," A grumpy voice calls from the other bed. I groan as I look over at my twin brother.