My head sprang up as the piercing sound of the school bell rang though out the class room indicating the period was over. I feel a light pat on my shoulder and turn around to see my friend Momo.
Momo: lunch time and your boyfriend is already outside the class room waiting for you. Isnt he a little bit clingy?
Y/n: He has good intentions.
Momo: You've been asleep all day. Are you ok?
Y/n: Yeah.
The truth was I hadn't slept all night. How could i? every time I closed my eyes, I feel a skull crushing pressure of guilt. As I would expect after what happened between my boyfriends sister, Nayeon, and I. I walk out of the class room to face the person I've been dreading to see all day. I look at the ground and try to look casual as i'm trying to avoid him. As I try to avoid him he grabs my shoulder and turn me around.
Hoseok: Baby are you avoiding me?
Y/n: nooo psshhh
I'm such a bad liar
Hoseok: you are such a bad liar. why are people avoiding me first Nayeon and now you. Earlier she completely blew me off we were supposed to car pool to school but she got up and left before I woke up.
y/n: I'm just not feeling that great today and didn't want to bother you. Lets just go to lunch I'm hungry.
We walk hand in hand to the lunch room. I'm usually used to the stares since Hoseok is popular, but I'm not used to the glare of his sister. she was looking at our hands in disgust and I know why. She looked away as if she was hurt. I felt bad I'm hurting them both but one of them doesn't even know. After school was over Hoseok insisted that i go over to his house. Now we are sitting in the living room watching TV while finishing the ice cream we got on the way. It was silent until the gurgling of Hoseok's stomach broke it.
Hoseok: Shit! Why does my stomach hurt so badly.
Nayeon: You're lactose intolerant, no matter how many times we tell you, you always eat stuff with lactose.
Hoseok: A man isn't a man if lactose takes him down. I'm gonna run to the bathroom babe.
we both roll our eyes at him.
My heart began to race when I notice Nayeon wasnt heading back to her room. The best option is for me to leave. I stand up from the couch.
Y/n: Can you tell Hoseok goodbye for me?
Nayeon: We cant act like it didnt happen Y/n.
y/n: Why cant we? huh Nayeon for me for your brother?
Nayeon: What about me?! Huh Y/n? I liked you first and I still do like you and I know you liked me and apparently still do.
Y/n: I-
Nayeon: There's no denying it I know Momo told me everything once you began dating Hoseok.
Y/n: It was just a kiss and it meant nothing.
I walk towards the door and out of the house. As I walk tears begin to form in my eyes. The cold air violently hitting against my face didnt make the situation any better. I clung to my arms as I thought about what happened. But the truth is this was all my fault. Junior year, I fell for the new girl but I was afraid that people would call me a faggot for liking a girl but mostly I was afraid SHE would call me one. As time passed I told Momo about her and then in order to get closer to her I began hanging out with her brother 'Hoseok'. Everything was going well until Hoseok confessed to me. People always said I was too nice. Maybe they were all right, because when I saw his smile and the fear in it I couldn't say no to Hoseok. Worse, I couldn't tell him that I've been in love with his twin sister every since the day I first saw her walk out of her 6th period. So I said yes. I feel ashamed with every step I take towards my house. I liked when she kissed me. No, I loved when she kissed me. I love everything about it, the way her lips tasted, the way they moved against mine, the way they trembled when I pulled back. I have to end things with Hoseok Im not even attracted. We've had sex many times but it always ended with me almost moaning Nayeon's name. Tomorrow, like I tell myself every time.

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My Boyfriend's Sister
FanficWe roll to the floor of the theater as she kisses my neck. Her hands finds the buttons of my ripped jeans and unbuttons them. My hands wrap around her to unclasp her bra to see the beautiful things that hides beyond the teasing clothing she wears.