Will He? (Leighade)

8: The Void

"This is sibling's night. The hell is that doing here?" I ask Alex, who came home with Perrie. She gives me a stale look, "Eat shit, Thirlwall." I roll my eyes at her, returning back to the TV, showing my favorite show once again.

"She locked herself out of her house," Alex says, earning a glare from the blonde. "Shut up!" He laughs, "Now, she has to wait for Jesy to come home so she can get in."

Perrie groans, "Assholes." She mumbles, sitting next to me on the sofa. She then dig in my bag of Cheezles, taking a few and put them on her fingers to eat them.

I stare down at my bag before slowly looking at her while squinting. "Any reason for you taking my shit?" She shrugs, "You'll be fine." I roll my eyes again.

She turns to me, "I heard Claud set you up with his co-worker. How was it?" I shrug, "I fucked her brains out." She nearly chokes, eyes wide.

"Wait, what?" I nod with a straight face, "Yeah. We talked for about an hour or so, then I brought her back here and... shit happened." I continue to watch my show.

"Please... tell me in wasn't on the sofa," she says, sounding scared. I laugh internally, but kept a straight face. "Maybe, maybe not," I say, still watching TV. She stands up abruptly, groaning in disgust.

I chuckle lowly. "Jade, did you really have sex with her?" Alex says more than asks, well, it sounds that way. "You two are hard of hearing or something," I pop a Cheezle in my mouth.

"Dammit, Jade," I hear Alex sigh. I look over in his direction, "What?" He takes a seat in the easy chair, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. "You can't keep using women to fill this gap you have," he says.

I raise an eyebrow, "Well, you don't want me to fill it with alcohol, now do you? Oh, okay then," I say, not letting him answer. "Jade, you're literally not making it any easier on yourself," Perrie says gently, taking a seat on my brother's lap.

I sigh, looking into my bag in thought. "Can we not talk about it?" I say, distracting myself with the snack.

Luckily, someone knocks on the door and I set my food down, dusting my hands off, and going to answer the door.

I open it, revealing my older and younger brothers. "Hey, asshats," I greet them with a smile, messing with Christian's hair. He moves from me with a groan. "Shut the door behind you, Karl," I tell him, walking back to the living room.

"Hey, Pez. Sup, Xander," Karl says, messing with Alex's hair like I did and he groans as well. "Hey, guys," Perrie greets back. Karl plops next to me, taking my Cheezles.

"Hey!" I exclaim, reaching for the bag. He laughs, "Not a chance, Jadey Wadey." I growl, punching his side, making his arm drop, allowing to get my beloved snack.

"Hahaha, bitch," I say, rocking side to side like a giddy kid.

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After everyone left, Alex knocks on my room door. "Come in," I say. He opens my door and I look up at him. "What's up?" I ask, oblivious. He has a serious look on his face.

"We have to talk about your addictive behavior," he says. I scoff, "You sound like a bloody therapist."

"Jade, I'm serious. You need to stop this, now. Starting with you leaving a million bloody voicemails a day," he says. "I'm not that obsessive," I defend.

"Oh, yeah? I bet you she's the last person you called," he crosses his arms over his broad chest. I scoff at him again, going back to my sudoku puzzle. "Silence is louder than words," he comments. I slam my book down and glare at him.

"You don't know shit!" I point at him. "I know that I'm sick of you coming home drunk, keeping me up with your fling of the night, and hearing you sending those sad ass voicemails, like, grow up, Jade! You lost her! You fucked up! She's happy now, so let her the fuck go!" He yells before storming out of my room and slamming the door behind him.

"Fuck you, Alex!" I scream, feeling anger bubble up behind my eyes.

What the hell does he know? He's just a damn kid; barely a senior in college.

He should be worrying about Perrie and football, and his classes and leave me the fuck alone.

*Short but necessary...