My Famous Brother's Best Friend

Nothing.

(kind of dirty I apologize I just sexUAL MICHAEL FEELS WHILE WRITING YA KNOW SO)

It was cold in my room when I woke, my dress flared across the floor. I have no memory of what happened last night except that I kissed someone. Who? I don't know.

There was a knock on my door, opening it to come face to face with Michael. "Hi." I smiled lazily, his hand jutting forward and handing me Advil and a water bottle. He leaned closer to me before softly pecking my lips. I pulled back. He looked worried. Why is he worried?

"Michael, I- with Luke being my brother, we can't-" "You don't remember what happened?"

My mind raced, what happened? Why did Michael kiss me? What could have possible happened last night?

I raised a brow, waiting for him to continue.

"In my car? 'Michael, Oh Michael, fuck, don't stop.' "

I was mortified. Did it really happen? And I couldn't even remember?

"We didn't.." I trailed off in a whisper.

"I'm just kidding with you, Madison." he giggled, a sigh of relief coming from my mouth. "What happened then? W-Why did you kiss me?" I asked, feeling my lips.

"We did make out and... stuff though, in my backseat." he said quietly. "stuff?"

"I don't want to say it sounds gross when I'm saying it to your face." he whispered, closing my door behind him as he joined me on my bed.

"Just tell me, I wanna know!" I said, smiling at him.

He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I, uh... fingered you?" he said, more like a question than a sentence. I bit my lip roughly. I looked down at Michael's fingers, which reached for mine. I played with his index and middle finger, the pale long appendages that I had never noticed before. "What happened?" I asked, placing his hand on my thigh. he moved it up further, tracing a circle on my inner thigh, only centimetres away from touching my now damp crotch.

"Well, I started with one finger," he said quietly, moving his index finger closer to me, "and you were... enjoying it." I only then realized I was only wearing panties and a large shirt. "Then I added another," he said huskily, moving behind my frame on my bed, "and you were moaning and gripping my arm and you told me to go faster." His hand left my thigh but relocated just above my crotch.

"So I did," he whispered in my ear, rubbing me over my panties. A soft moan left my mouth, my head falling back on his shoulder. "And you were so close to just letting go," he rubbed harder, picking up speed. I let out a mix of a moan and a whimper as he kissed my neck. "And then I just stopped." he said, halting all his movements.

"What? No," I whined, pulling his hand to where I wanted him. I could tell he was teasing at first but when I looked at him, I saw a deeper meaning.

He put his head in his hands. "You're my best friends little sister," he sighed, "I shouldn't be thinking about you like this or doing these things with you."

That's when it hit me. All Michael will ever see me as is his best friends little sister. Michael being 22 at the moment and me being 19, the age shouldn't matter, but he will always see me as little. I could feel the disappointment on my face, my eyes pricking with tears. I turned my head when he looked up.

"Madison, I didn't mean it like-" he started, but I held up a hand to stop his sentence. "I'm just Luke's little sister who you like to mess around with just because I'm easy. Just fucking say it and get it over with." I was frustrated and angry, I didn't actually want him to say it but I was tired of the little game.

He leaned forward and kissed my lips but I pushed him off. "Madison, yeah, you're Luke's sister but, fuck, when I'm touching you that all disappears. Luke would absolutely fucking kill me if he knew that I liked you and it's not like you would have feelings for me or any-" "Y-You have feelings for me?"

He looked towards me, his face suddenly gaining a look of hope. "Yeah, and I wish I fucking didn't. If Luke finds out we're fucking screwed."

"What makes you think I like you?" I smirked, his eyes shooting up in a panic but then relaxing afterwards. He laughed, jumping forward and straddling me, kissing me roughly, "Don't scare me like that."

He smiled into the kiss but it started to get heated. His hand slid up my shirt, a moan from my mouth to his. I went to do the same to him but his hand came back and stopped me. I decided to give it up, maybe he's ticklish?

I flipped us, his body under mine. I kissed his neck, sucking harshly in some spots. "Fuck." he hissed, adjusting his slight bulge in his pants. My hand drifted down to Palm him when he gripped my wrist, "Don't tease, I have to go back to your brothers room at some point." he said in my ear, running a hand over my backside. We continued on, 3 hickeys at least on Michaels neck. We traded positions, my small frame underneath Michael's as he found the sweet spot behind my ear. He sucked lightly, not wanting to hurt me. I let out a whispered whimper, "M-Michael.."

There was a sharp knock on my door, making Michael snap up, looking at me for help. I pointed to the window, more specifically the roof. He climbed through the frame as I grabbed my robe. I opened my door to a sleepy Luke, his eyes barely open. "Hey Madds, have you seen," he yawned, "Mikey?"

I shook my head and shrugged. I'm terrible at lying, I'm hoping he can't tell. His eyes squinted, shit shit shit. "What happened to your neck? it's all red."

My hand flew up to cover it, "I scratched it a lot, probably a mosquito bite."

Luke nodded and walked away. I closed my door and threw off my robe, running to the window. I opened it and looked around the roof. Where the fuck did he go? I then saw waving arms from across the road. It was Michael. How the fuck did he get down?

My phone began to ring and he had his to his ear. I answered, "How did you-" "I used the ladder from when we were like 10, anyways, I'm going to go get Chinese so it's not that suspicious that I'm not in the house, you want the regular?" he said, quickly, kicking a pile of leaves as he talked. I giggled, "How do you know my-" "Madison, you may have been gone for 2 years but I know you can't resist chow mein and sesame chicken." He smirked.

"Okay then yes, I would love that. Go quick, before Luke checks outside." I said, flicking my hand in a leaving gesture.

"Okay, but before I go I need to tell you one thing." he said, a small smile on his face.

"Okay..."

"You're one of the most beautiful people I have ever met, I'm glad you're giving me a chance." I was blushing harder than expected.

"Oh and my hickeys look good on you." he said before hanging up and running off, his laughter erupting from his chest.

God, why do I like him.