my best friends brother

26 ... heavy heart

my best
friends brother
26

blair

"Were you guys just shooting a porno?"

I scoffed at Kaiden as he flopped down beside me on Dylan's bed. Feeling his presence beside us, she squeezed her arms around my neck. Her head laid on my shoulder, facing opposite of Kaiden. Wow.

I never knew Dylan could get this shy. She's always so confident even in tough situations. Kaiden must have the magic touch or glow. I need a fill-in on his secret.

"Because if so, can I be in it?" He smirked playfully, his eyes shifting to Dylan only for a second not wanting to get caught. Oh, but I did... I did.

I made a gagging sound and twisted my face at him, "Ew, gross. I would love not thinking of you naked please." I shivered at the thought of that.

"What? No smart comeback?" He teased Dylan some more. "Fuck off..." She muttered, literally clinging onto me for dear life. I felt like an animal holding her baby.

"What are you assholes doing here?" Dylan muttered again, her voice still muffled into my shoulder. I chuckled as I tried my best to protect her like a big baby from Kaiden who was messing with her non-stop.

Aiden shoved Arlin and nudged his head our way.

He cleared his throat and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "There's this girl... I've been talking to for a couple of weeks..." Dylan and I ouuu'd playfully.

He tried hiding his smile.

"She's throwing a party tomorrow night. Said I could bring friends. Instantly thought of you pain in the asses," He shrugged casually as if it were nothing and kicked a pretend rock on the floor, whistling a toon.

"If anything, you're a pain in my ass Arlin," Dylan said.

"Hey I'm the good one in the group," He frowned.

"You're also the secretive one in the group."

"You're the one that finally has a girlfriend in the group. Come sit, talk." Dylan hopped from my lap and flopped a foot beside me, patting the seat in between us both. Arlin slowly headed over, hesitating to sit.

"That depends, are you going to..."

"What's her name?" I started.

"Is she cute? Hot even?" Dylan questioned after.

"What's she like?" I continued.

"She's not a bitch is she?"

"Does she treat you good?"

"She isn't like one of those girls who gets mad jealous because her boyfriend has non-male friends is she?"

"Is she your girlfriend?"

No more words could fly from our mouths as Arlin pinned them closed with his fingers. His head went left to right as he answered all of our questions quickly.