If I have to (bwwm)

chapter 4

"FUCK YOU!" I say finally cutting him off.

"What? " he asked as if he didn't hear me.

"You heard me! You don't come into MY house. Disrespect MY friends. And try to use MY bookshelf as a form of insult!"

"Look kid I don't think you know who you're tal-

"Quit the young shit! I'm literally probably a year younger than you.
And let me remind you who you are talking to! You're in my house."

"Cut me off again an I'll-

"You'll what?"
I say cutting him off for the third time tonight.

"It's always girls like you that have to learn the hard way." He says with pure seriousness in his words.

"Get out!"

"Or what?"

"I'll put your ass out. " I say stepping to him face to face.

We both know I definitely can't put him out, but at least I think I can.
He has to be at least 6'2 because I'm 5'9 and he is definitely taller than me. I don't let height scare me though.

He seems slightly surprised I'm even going toe to toe with him. But he'll never say it.

Ali and Keith must have heard us because they've joined us in the kitchen. Both calling our names trying to get our attention.

James must be just as stubborn as me because he hasn't moved an inch. Keith then comes to my peripheral but my eyes are locked on James.

"I'm sorry Morgan for whatever my dick of a brother did or said."

He says apologetically. Keith's words don't faze James. I'm guessing this isn't his first time being called a dick. Won't be his last.

"Come on bro where are your manners Keith sighs; Little brothers I swear."

Now I'm smirking looks like I'm not the only young one around here.

He walks to Ali and apologizes. "I'll see you tonight," he says then kisses her cheek.

"Let's go dick head before I leave you."
He yells as he and Ali walk to the front door.

Sure just leave me here with him. It's not like we're aren't total besties and what not. I mentally screamed.

James walks towards me and stops an inch away from my face."Its gonna be really interesting getting to know you."He says slyly.

"See you soon Mory" he whispers in my ear.

"Don't call me that," I mutter

And with that, he finally leaves my apartment. I need to talk to the only person that can make sense of this all.

Ali.