My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 17

   “Pretty Please with sugar on top!” I pleaded with Asher.  I wanted him to play a song for me but he wouldn’t. We were in his room, I laying across his bed on my stomach and he leaning against the bed on the floor strumming his guitar.
 

   He sighed turning to look at me. “Why? Can’t you wait until the parties? Or band practice at least, then it wouldn’t be too awkward.”
   

“It wont be awkward.” I tried and he just rolled his eyes, “I won’t laugh if thats what you’re thinking.”
  

  “It wasn’t, but thanks.”
   

“No problem.” I smiled, “Sing!” I pleaded.
   

“Fine, fine. But this is a new song so don’t hate me if I get a few things wrong, alright.”
   

“I won’t.” I laughed as he scouted away from the bed, turning to face me with his guitar resting on his thigh.
  

  He strummed smiling up at me. “Ready?”
   

“I was born ready.” I nodded causing him to roll his eyes before he began to play.

SONG!!! -------> ( Acoustic Cover of Wanted by Hunter Hayes)

   

“Um,” he coughed not looking at me. I had tears in my eyes from his song, and his beautiful voice. Was this one of those songs about me? It couldn’t be, right? It was too perfect for me. “Do you...do you like it?”
  

  I nodded and then realized he wasn’t looking at me, “I-I uh,” I stuttered sucking in a breath when his eyes met mine. “I loved it.”
   

“You did?” He asked surprised, his eyes lighting up slightly causing me to smile as I crawled off the bed and towards him. “Cause if you didn’t..”
  

I shook my head placing my finger to his lips to shh him. I sat down in front of him smiling, “Don’t. I really loved it.”
  

  “Are you sure-,” He began again, cutting him off I leaned forward and effectively shut him up by using his lips for other things. I felt his arms wrap around my waist pulling me closer to him so I was sitting on his lap. I smiled into the kiss as he groaned while I ran my fingers thru his hair. I broke away from the kiss, turning to the side, I laughed breathlessly as he groaned again.
   

“Do you believe me now?” I asked as he started sucking my neck.
   

“Mmm.” he mumbled his mouth vibrating around my neck nearly causing me to lose it. He sucked harder and if he didn’t stop soon something bad was going to happen.
   

“Asher?” I tried but it sounded like a moan and when I tried to push him away my fingers gripped him tighter, ruining that plan. “Asher?” My voice was more assertive this time and I wanted to whimper when he took his mouth away from my neck, ending the pleasure.
   

“I believe you.” He smirked, “I’ll have to play more songs for you if I get this kind of reaction.”
  

  I laughed quickly pecking him on the lips and drawing back to see his face. “I have to go, school’s nearly over.”
  

  “Oh right.” He nodded but we didn’t move, if anything he was holding me tighter. “And you uh, might want to cover that up.” He gestured to my neck.
  

  “What?” I jumped up from his lap and ran down the hall to the bathroom to look in the mirror. When I got there my worst nightmare was confirmed. A bright red patch was begin to form on the side of my neck. My fingers grazed over the tender skin and I could only think one thing.