Stepbrother (Kiandrea fanfic)

Chapter 8

ANDREA P.O.V
Today's Saturday, and tonight's the party everyone's been waiting for all week. My ankle is after healing so much since I've been to the doctor and he told me it's just a slight sprain in my ankle, nothing broken, which was relieving, so I didn't need a cast or crutches or anything. Surprisingly it was feeling better every day, but I was still hobbling around the place quite a bit.

I'm really settling into the Lawley's house, they're all so lovely and I'm spending time with everyone, except Kian. Ever since that weird encounter at the mall with him and his girlfriend it's just been a bit strange between us. But I mean I understand it, he has a girlfriend and it would be weird if we spent time together.... He's never really home much anyway and I'm not really either, I'm always doing something with the girls.

When Kian and I do see each other though, it's at night when we're going to bed, and there's always the same eye contact across the hall and the awkward "Goodnight," and closing our bedroom doors. So much for being friends.

At 2:36 I started packing my bag with make up and my outfit and everything I needed to go get ready in Jenn's place before the party later, she lived close to the O2L house. I was really excited to see my great friend Ricky Dillon, who I hadn't seen in sooo long.... He's also friends with Kian which is kinda cool.

I thought I was in the house alone and I went down to the kitchen to get some brunch. I was still in my unicorn pyjama shorts and my biggest wooly jumper. Kian was sitting at the counter on his phone, he didn't seem to notice me. Should I try walk out??

No. Don't be so stupid, Andrea. Go in and make some food.
Kian noticed me then.

"Oh, hi Andrea," he said as he saw me coming behind the counter.

"Hey," I said smiling at him.
I was trying to make this as least awkward as possible.

"Listen..." He began to say.
Oh god..

"I'm really sorry about Taylor the other day in the mall. Ive been trying to get myself to say it to you the past few days but I just couldn't, I thought you didn't want to talk to me,"
He said it as if he was kind of embarrassed, barely looking at me as he did. I felt sorry for him.

"I just don't know about her sometimes..." He mumbled, looking down and playing with the ring on his pinky finger.

"Kian, it's honestly fine. I mean she obviously just doesn't like the idea of a girl your age moving into the same house as you and living with you, like I know I wouldn't if I was in her shoes," I said, trying to make him feel better that his girlfriend wasn't sort of a bitch.

"Okay I suppose... But I want us to try to be friends. No more awkwardness, and we can hang out around the house and chill and talk, okay? Nothing's wrong with that," he looked me in the eyes, and this time they looked sad.. Tired. They were searching mine looking from left to right, even though we were pretty far away from each other.

"Okay, of course we can be friends Kian, I always wanted to be friends," I said, but still feeling weird about Taylor deep down.

He smiled, he actually looked happier. His eyes brightened.

"Okay good. So we're friends?" He said with his hand out to shake mine.

I looked at it for a split second and then walked closer to him, and took it in mine. It was warm and soft and gripped mine in such a way that I didn't want him to let go.

"Friends," I said, looking at him smiling.
We shook hands standing there for a while longer till I let go and pretended I needed to eat.

"So! What you making me?" Kian asked as he took a seat again at the counter.

"Macaroni and cheese?" I said,
"Wait till you try my secret recipe,"

I started making the macaroni and me and Kian just talked. We talked about California, the party tonight and a lot of other things, and I liked it. We laughed and took snapchats and turned on the radio really loud when we were eating our mac and cheese. He was so much fun to be around, and I think we were actually gonna be good friends.

But we just kept doing that thing, where we just keep looking at each other for long periods of time, until one of us looks away.. usually me. It's like we're trying to tell each other something, but I don't know what. Either way, I'm glad me and Kian are friends.

Really glad.

Thanks for reading, sorry about this being so unnecessary and long, but the next chapter will be up today and it's gonna be the party and it's gonna be so good I promise!!!!!! Xx