Best Friends Brother

Best Friends Brother - Chapter 6, 'A Change In Person.'

But I still wasn't convinced, everything still wasn't okay.

POV: Ahmed.

She was so cute. I watched carefully at how she would twirl her fork unintentionally, and how embarrassed she would get when I would stare at her. I promise I wouldn't do it on purpose, I genuinely couldn't help it. I took her hand from across the table, locking my fingers in- between hers. We enjoyed the rest of the night, laughing consistently.

Once we had left, it was pretty late. I mean, it was a Friday night. We had nothing to lose really. Whilst she wasn't looking, I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, pulling her in for a hug. She looked amazing that night, I couldn't resist.

"Come over." I told her, and without any sort of hesitation. She took my hand and walked by my side, her face glowing.

We entered my house, and just so we didn't disturb anyone, we went upstairs: into my room. Everything was so quiet. We were simply just enjoying each others presence. Once in a while, Sofia would try to 'get my attention', in other words annoy me, though I was surprised she didn't know I already had her attention.

After a while, we both got tired so we laid down, to try and get some rest - obviously. We were facing eachother, and from time-to-time she would kiss me and the world fell away. Her lips were soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. She would pull me closer until she couldn't anymore, then she would lay her head upon my chest. I loved nights like these.

Upon waking, I burrowed myself into the warm, soft sheets. I rubbed the remainders of sleep from my eyes and gazed out through the window: its vivid light extended across a rosy sky. I supposed this was something the majority of people would consider beautiful, however the girl laying next to me was most beautiful to me.

The morning light trickled in through the blinds. I soaked in the warmth of my covers before letting my brown eyes see the sun's rays once again. She was barely waking up herself. I wrapped my fingers through her dirty blonde hair and swirled my fingers to create swift curls.

She turned around, blinking and rubbing her eyes. I pulled her into a tight embrace, placing intricate kisses on her forehead. Her hands rested around my neck, holding onto me.

"You should probably get home soon. I don't want your parents to come up with any ideas, okay?", I whispered in her ear carefully. She didn't seem to get the message, so I started again.

"You there, Sof?"

She nodded her head silently, confirming she was with me.

I didn't deserve her. She was so precious.

Regardless of what I had just said, she still lay in place, upper body inside my arms. I pushed her lightly, laughing at her clinginess.

"Stop." She requested.

"Come on, let's get you home." I said, letting go of her and helping her out of bed. She was wearing the same thing she wore last night, and she still looked amazing. Though, for her own benefit, I lent her one of my hoodies she could wear to make it back to hers. After a dozen cuddles, she finally made her way out.

If I was being really honest, I wanted to run outside, pick her up and bring her back. It took a good amount of self control not to. Returning upstairs, I entered the bathroom, readying myself for the day ahead.

Whilst brushing my teeth, I saw my sister, standing in the doorway. Before I could process anything, she quickly spoke.

"Why was she here last night?"

I spat inside the sink, getting all of the toothpaste out meanwhile. I tried to play things off.

"Who?", I responded with a chilled tone.

"Shut up, you know who," she replied spitefully.

"Why do you care so much? Besides, I thought you were 'okay with it-' correct me if I'm wrong," I said, contradicting her previous statements.

"Oh, so now you're siding with her all sudden?"

For some reason, it was like she'd triggered something inside me.

"You really want to know why?" I asked, irritated.

"Say it."

"It's because I love-"
I closed my mouth gently, realising what I was about to say.

"You love her? You must be joking. Talk to me again when you've reached your senses." My sister walked off, shaking her head in disbelief.

What was I thinking? I'm so stupid. How could I possibly love her after we'd only been together for a couple of days, hardly. Well, my sister had clearly been lying when she said she was 'okay' with things anyway. Either way...

I didn't love her. Was I delusional, crazy? I splashed my face with water, as if the refreshing sensation would re-invent my thoughts. I stared at myself in the mirror. Sighing, I finished up inside and returned to my room.

Laying on my bed, I imagined everything that happened earlier, how happy we were, together, how happy she made me, equal to how I made her feel. We were both there for each other whenever we needed it, and I could be myself with her. Zoning out for a couple of minutes, I tried to re-enter reality. I liked Sofia a lot, don't get me wrong, but I was stupid to say that I loved her. Or did I? No. I hardly even knew her... how did you even know when you loved someone.

I was so confused. I wish I could talk to her about everything... but the issue was regarding her.

Worst of all, my sister doesn't even like her? How could we visit each other without anything being said? I was so mad. I needed her to calm me down, to bring me back to my senses. And I needed to tell her how my sister really felt, I could never lie to her, not for anybody's sake.

Maybe I really did love her.