The Falling virgin

f o r t y s e v e n: she was very unholy

"Come on Hamilton, I'm gonna beat your ass." Benjamin said as they were playing Mario Cart on the X-box.

"You son of a bitch." Connor muttered, shaking his head as Ben passed him with his car. "Hey! My mom ain't no b- what you said."

"Bitch?" Connor asked.

Benjamin nodded and looked at Connor while he passed the finish line. "Beat ya."

Connor groaned and ran a hand trough his hair. "Alright, I'm heading to bed."

"Already?" Hayden asked, looking up from her phone. "It's midnight, I'm tired."

I looked at his lips as he talked, a smile coming onto my face knowing the guy in front of me loved me. "Alli?" My brother asked.

I raised my eyebrows and shook my head. "Excuse me?"

"You staying up, or what?"

I shook my head, getting up from the couch. "Nope, I'm heading to bed too. You know we're seeing the city tomorrow, so I better get some sleep. So should you two." I said, pointing at Hayden and Benjamin. Hayden sighed. "Yeah, sleep sounds about right. It's difficult to communicate with Ricardo."

Connor scoffed. "You see him everyday."

"I do not." Hayden argued and Connor shook his head. "Whatever the fuck you say Hay Day."

"You haven't called me that in five years." She said, grinning.

He gave her a sleepy wave before grabbing my hand and pulling me with him.

As we got to our room his lips found mine. "It's almost January," I said, placing my hands on his chest. "Almost your birthday."

"Oh," He said, kissing my lips softly. "What about my birthday?"

"Nothing, just, you're old."

"Your birthday is a few months after, shut it." He grinned, his hands at the small of my back. "Next year, we're celebrating Christmas in London, alright? It's beautiful out there at night, I'm sad I couldn't take you out there."

"One day, I'm showing you the places my dad took me in New York, where he comes from." I said and Connor bit his lip. "I'm already looking forward to it."

I kissed him one more time, before sighing. "My dad would've loved you, actually, I'm sure he does."

He gave me a small smile, putting his arms around me, fully now and putting his chin on my head. "That means a lot coming from you."

I returned his hug and closed my eyes. "I mean it, he was the person that made me smile most when I was in a bad mood and you do the same, well most of the times."

He didn't answer, but I felt the tension in his body go away. We stayed like that a few minutes before I pulled away and wiped away my tears that had escaped my eyes. He kissed my forehead and I got shivers down my spine of the sudden coldness that hit me.

He turned around and unbuckled his belt, took off his pants and shirt. I looked at his back, I don't know why I found it that fascinating, but his muscles looked very cool when he flexed them and I swear I could look at them all day. I would not get bore as if I-

His low chuckle got me out of my trance. I rubbed my eyes and shook my head. "Want my shirt?" He asked and I nodded. I kindly took his shirt and changed into it.

He was already laying under the covers and as I lifted them up after using the bathroom, he put away his phone. "Who was it?"