LOVE IN BETWEEN

DRUNKEN HIM

Chapter 8

Surprisingly we got home safely, seeing how drunk he is. I insisted that he should stay for the night in his state I doubt it he'd be able to drive the second time around. Mom and dad would be back tomorrow from their vacation to the Bahamas mom would be really happy if she'd see Ulrich here tomorrow. Edna and the other helpers were on leave, I have the whole house to myself.

I helped him get to his room, I was removing his shirt so that he could change into a new one, when I saw how perfectly fit he was, having  hard-rock six pack abs. I swallowed the forming lump in my throat, and kept telling myself that there was nothing wrong, I was his sister and I shouldn't leave him in his soaked and sweaty shirt, he'll get sick if I did. When I was done, I tucked him into bed and stared at his perfectly handsome face.

"I like it ......when you're drunk...... your nicer to me."

I murmured to myself. I stood up, went to my room and got a quick shower.

The sun was shining bright the light, piercing to my windows, making me sat straight up and savor the morning. My thoughts caught up to me, taking into mind that Ulrich slept here. I literally jumped off my bed and out of my room, hoping he hadn't left yet.

I was standing outside of his room, having second thoughts whether I should go knocking on his door or something. I bit my lower lip, battling with my thoughts, when his door flung open and I swear my breath left me, my mouth dry and every fiber of my body was up. Standing before me with only a towel on his waist, was Ulrich. He looked so divine freshly soaked from the shower, I was sure flushed as hell, blushing so red like a tomato.

"Mor---ning, so-rry,  I wanted to check on you. Mo-m and dad will be back from their trip to the Bahamas, I w--as ahm... wondering if you'd have break---fast with us, they'll be arriving any minute now. If---

I paused for a moment finding the right words.

-- it's okay with you."

I was so dissapointed with how the words left my mouth. I was stammering for pete's sake. I was waiting for his response, slightly looking up to meet his eyes and seeing his face look utterly curious, giving me a quizzical look but only for a second I thought, then he was back with his intimidating, and serious front.

"I'll wait for them."

He said that and closed the door, leaving me quite shock on what I heard. His words were short, but those were the words I was hoping to hear, that he'd agree and have breakfast with us, mom would be so happy, I can't wait to see her smile.

It was awkward at first, dad starting off the conversation asking him about how's football going while mom was having her time staring at Ulrich with those longing and loving eyes. I on the other hand was having a big smile and just glad everything's going according to what I'd hoped for. I glanced at Ulrich, only to see him staring at me with his eyebrows furrowed, looking so adorable with that look of curiousity in his face. I almost chocked seeing the intense gaze.

"Darling are you okay?"

"I'--m fine, excuse me."

I left the table and went to the bathroom to collect my emotions. Slightly tapping my cheeks and repeatedly saying saying the words in my mind, it came like a mantra.

He isn't adorable.

He isn't adorable.

He isn't adorable.

On the back of my mind there was a voice saying quite the opposite.

Of course dumb... dumb, he isn't adorable.... he's practically as hot as the sun.

I practically slapped myself, to shoo away that thought. I'm getting delusional.

"This is crazy."

I muttered, looking up the mirror seeing my cheeks flushed.

A month had passed and we were down for a week just before spring break approached, the breakfast with him had never happened again, I guess it was just a one time thing and a distant memory.

"Hey D."

I heard Christine calling out to me, she just got out of her newly bought BMW, yeah being rich and all, that's Christine to you.

"Hi C."

Yeah, I reciprocated with the nickname she'd given me, it took weeks for her to get use to it, but learned to love it anyway.

"Matt was looking for you?"

I knew that suggestive look on her face meant something.

"and why is he looking for me?"

I asked emphasizing the sarcasm in my voice. Yeah Matt's nice and all but..... I only see him as a friend.

"I think he likes you."

She grinned widely with that glint in her eyes.

"What.... are you talking about? He doesn't like me and we're just friends and that's that."

"Okay if you say so, but......

She paused prolonging the suspense.

-- I think he wants to get in your pants"

"GOD! C he does'n t want to be in my pants."

What is it with her today? I'm not even thinking of a relationship right now, Matt's a friend and nothing more. I sighed remembering her words.

I think he likes you.

He wants to be in your pants.

"Ahhh.... she should really stop corrupting my mind, about boys and stuff."

I muttered to myself, not realizing our Geometry class was almost over.

We changed into our p.e. uniform, and headed for the filled.

"D, where are you planning to go for the spring break?"

"Ahmm... not sure yet, mom and dad.... we haven't talked about it."

"D, isn't that Ulrich?"

I turned around and saw Ulrich and Stacey the school's cheerleader and the campus slut eating each others faces.

"Yeah."

I was surprised to release my response like that, with a low voice as if whispering it to myself.

"See that? Stacey and your brother are almost having sex with clothes on, why can't they just get a room?"

"It's just kissing C."

"It doesn't look like kissing to me."

I just looked at her, trying to avoid the unexplainable thudding of my heart, I was sure I felt it being squeezed or something. I just don't understand myself anymore.

"Yeah D, it just got me wondering, have you felt attracted to him? You see he's hot and all, and as a matter of fact all the girls here are dying to sleep with him."

I was tounge tied, taken aback by her question. I felt my cheeks heat up.

"No... ne-ver, are you cr---azy, he's my brother."

"Well not by blood."

She said plainly, pushing forward her question. Not having the feel of where our conversation are going, I stood up from my.

"Don't ever mention that again C, this is just silly."

"Okay.... okay, sorry but how can you even resist the guy?"

I glared at her shootong daggers in her head.

"Ccccccc!"

"Opppsss sorry."

She motioned her hand doing a move of zipping her mouth.