The conversation turned into Evie interogating me about Rafe, which I believe is pointless. We've been friends since a long time and she knows Rafe very well, they're pretty close. She knows about us - me and Rafe, there's nothing to be questioned about. But this stubborn being in front of me will do what she wanna do.
“Do you find him attractive?”
“Who? Rafe? Yeah. I mean, he's hot. Why do you ask?”
“If he's not your cousin, would you date him?”
“Of course! He's the sweetest guy I've ever seen.”
“Will you have sex with him?”
I choked. “What?!”
“Answer me!” She glared.
“Fine, I will. IF he's not my cousin.”
“When someone mention his name, what's the first thing came up to your mind?”
Well, good question. I don't really know the answer, for real. Cousin, maybe? He is my cousin, right? When you're very close with someone, you'll be used to the mention of their name and nothing would come up to your head. Or is it just me?
“I don't know.. nothing?”
“Describe him in one word!”
“Uhmm.. maybe-”
“No maybe!”
“Well.. uh..”
“Think fast!”
“Mesmerizing!” I spat. Holy shit, what did I just said? Did I just say mesmerizing? I'm pretty sure I fucked up. Evie won't let me go until I admit that I have feelings for Rafe - which I don't.
“I knew it!” She stood up and pointed at me, making eyes land on us.
“No! Oh my god, I know what's on your mind. And no, I don't have any feelings towards him more than love as family. You know I can't be in love with my own cousin! Where are we? Alabama? I guess not.”
“Oh really?” She crossed her arms.
Ugh, this dramatic little shit.
“Would you sit down please?” I whispered. This bitch would definitely create a crowd if she keeps acting like I just murdered someone.
“Not until you tell me the truth!” She pointed at me again.
“Well I'm not telling you the truth if you keep acting like this. Tell you what, I will leave if eyes are still on us because I just don't feel like embarassing myself right now,” I shrugged.
“Fine!” She sat back down. “Happy? Now tell me!”
“Okay, this might dissappoint you but no, we don't have that kind of feeling. We do have strong feelings towards each other but it's just not like that, you get me?” I answered truthfully.
She looked a little bit dissappointed and I'm annoyed by that look. Why the hell would she think about me and Rafe falling in love with each other? That's stupid. Totally stupid.
“Wipe that look off your face, you idiot!” I demanded. “I really don't understand why are you accusing ridiculous thing about me and him. We're not living on one of those movies you've probably watched.”
“You don't understand, Liv. I just knew it. The way you two look at each other, and touch each other's body, that's too much when it comes to siblings relationship.” She frowned.
“What do you mean by touch each others body?! You make that sounds dirty!” I glared.
“Why did you answered mesmerizing?” She asked, paid no mind on my complain.
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Always Be My Guilty Pleasure
Storie d'amoreLife is a literal shit. However, everyone has their own version of 'shitty life'. Some people can handle their own shit, while others need help. And apparently, I'm one of them. I'm the others. I need help.