Fuckboy

Day 4

Jackson on top

Crescents P.O.V

I've been avoiding "willy boy" like the plague, my shoulders slumped in relief. I raced out the doors and to my brother's Navy blue sports car, as i neared i saw him kissing the steering wheel. I swear he loves that thing more than me, I opened the passenger and climbed in.

"Hey...." he said as he laid the side of his face on the wheel and stared at me.

"Hi."

 My brother had always been quiet, he used to get bullied for it. But as he got older he became more attractive, those curls and deep brown eyes. Pale skin and lean body, he looked bony but strong. Not a push-over. We looked nothing alike, that's because we have different mothers. His mom had died of an illness sadly, it happened when he was 4 That's when he became nearly mute. I played with his wild curls trying to tame them, after a while i sighed and gave up. Anyone on the outside looking in would mistake us for a couple, we're not. We're just really close, i'm the only family he has really. My dad is harsh on him, telling him to man up and even though my mother is sweet and loves him as her own..... he's not her own. I am.

"Let's go to steakin shake, Garlic butter burger?" I asked him softly, barely audible.

"Yea....." He gave me a soft smile and revved the engine. On the way we listened to Debussy, my brother couldn't stand harsh sounds but loved classical soft music. He was the whole reason i began playing violin, I hummed to the music and reached over to move one of his curls out his face. We soon arrived.

"Wanna go inside?"

He hesitated before nodding his head, wild curls bouncing softly. "Yea."

We entered the noisy diner, i watched as my brother visibly cringed at the noise. I grabbed his hand, rubbing circles in his palm with my finger. "Better?" I asked. He calmed down and nodded. "Better." He whispered

I smiled and was just about to order when i heard a voice. It was like silk, honey over sharp shards of ice. 

"Crescent"

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William P.O.V

I was pissed. Crescent wouldn't speak to me.Look at me. Even walk down the same hall as me.

I mean, what the hell!?

I was loosing me cool, I mean i'm hot. Like smokin, so why did she avoid me? It was confusing as hell, and you're all probably thinking I'm a selfish egotistic bastard..... Well you're right, I am. Get over it. I decided to go to my favorite diner with a couple of my buds, I'd known them since kindergarten.

"Wow willy boy here has blue balls" Jackson smirked

"Shut the fuck up before you not have balls" I growled.

Jackson quickly put his hands up in surrender, the smirk never leaving his face. Hayden and Cayden, the mischievous twins both snickered under their breath. I was about to scold them too when i saw a familiar blonde. I was about to approach her when i saw her holding hands with some pale pretty boy.

"Crescent" I called out, my voice harsh and cold. I stood from my seat and approached her slowly, the guys falling in behind me.

"What a pleasant surprise seeing you here" I said smoothly, keeping my cool. The boy next to her Looked at me and gave me a harsh cold glare nearly stopping me in my tracks.More out of surprise than fear, he looked to weak and dainty to put up a fight, or to even glare.i watched in silent fury as Crescent rubbed small circles on to his hands, she said something to him. to soft for me to hear, My anger grew as she played with one of his curls. The next thing I knew the twins were holding on to me tightly and the pretty boy was looking at me wild eyed.All i could see was red until i felt a stinging slap on my face, I looked up to see Crescent. Her usual pale green eyes dark with rage, she'd slapped me. Slapped me i stood there in shock as she grabbed the boys hand and stormed out the diner. 

Fuck..... Now she definitely wasn't letting me into her pants