My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 16

Waking up in my bed at 4 am Sunday morning is not so fun with a lot on your head. Yesterday after the whole shower fiasco Mason had to go somewhere and hasn't come back yet. I managed to somehow sleep for about 30 minutes only. I can't help but worry about him.

Emma stop it you're not his girlfriend he has a right to live. I twist and turn in my sheets. I need to stop thinking like this, he doesn't like me like that he never will. He's a bad boy that plays with girls because he wants to. He's not a jerk or anything he's just a very active guy with needs I guess.

I sigh and get up from my bed wrapping the duvet around my shoulders. Walking over to my door and opening it slowly I walk downstairs trying not to slip in my socks. Ethan is still sleeping for sure since his door was closed and the house is very quiet.

I go into the kitchen and make me a mug with milk. Placing the cup in the microwave and plopping myself on the stool with my duvet around me in the dark is completely normal. Hearing keys outside the door and the door knob jiggle and turn, not very normal this late at night. I tense as the door opens and stay still. I may be invisible who knows just stay still.

"What the fuck?" Shit abort mission, I repeat abort I have been caught. "Emma is that you?" I spin in the stool to face him.

"Mason hi." Looking at his figure since it's way to dark and the only thing giving a bit of light is the moon outside.

"What are you doing up?" He switches on one of the lights that only turns on by the fridge and stove. An area of the kitchen is slightly lit up but the rest of the house is still dead.

"I couldn't sleep, what are you doing coming home this late?" To which he scoffs.

"Didn't know my mother was back." I slightly frown and bite the inside on my cheek.

"I was just curious." He shrugs and walks over to the counter.

"It's fine I was out that's all." I can see his face and body clearer as he comes closer. I notice a couple red and purple marks by his neck and jaw, also now realizing his messy hair.

"Oh, uhm guess you had fun." He chuckles and combs his fingers through his hair as he leans against the counter facing me.

"She was a biter my bad." I shrug and get off the stool now remembering my milk has been ready for the past minute. I hold my duvet with one hand and open the microwave grabbing my mug with the other. Blowing it a little and taking a small sip while walking back to the stool and sitting down. "You sure you're okay?" I nod and drink my milk slowly. I'm not gonna show that I'm confused to why I'm slightly hurt knowing he was at a girls house the whole day.

"You wanna come sleep in my bed?" On another day I would take up that offer but this time it's different.

"No it's okay you need your sleep." Placing the mug down.

"I don't mind Em." Don't do it Emma, don't say anything. Emma shut up and keep quiet.

"Why don't you bring your little toy and have her sleep here." I blurt and immediately place my hand covering my mouth. Why can't I keep my mouth shut for once. "I-I'm sorry I didn't mean that just forget it." Quickly getting up forgetting my mug about to walk out of the kitchen. Cmon Emma just a few more steps, you'll be safe in your little Havana just a few more.

A yank from my duvet pulls me back and I internally groan my safe thoughts gone down the drain. I spin around and face a frowning Mason.

"Are you jealous?" His frown turns into a small smirk. I shake my head side to side and try it move from his hold.

"Why would I be jealous huh."

"Cause it's you," He chuckles and moves his hands to fix my duvet and put it around my shoulders. "Now go to sleep cause it's late and you always wake up grumpy."

"I do not."

"Yes you do," Running his hands down my shoulders and playing with the sides of my duvet. "Go to sleep munchkin."

I sigh as he kisses my cheek and moves away fr in front of me. "The offer is still open by the way."

"It's fine you need your beauty sleep too."

He scoffs "I'm already sexy and you know it."

"Do I? Do I really?" I smile at him and he rolls his eyes.

"Go to bed you're speaking nonsense, I'll clean up your little mess." He nods over to my mug on the counter.

"Thanks." I pat his delicious muscular chest that's covered by a tight t-shirt and walk towards the stairs.

Climbing up with my duvet and making it to my room I close the door and jump on my bed. Staring up at the roof thinking over a lot like always. This is why I can't stay up late.

Give it a few minutes later and small tap on my door is heard. It opens to a crack and I see Mason peek his head in.

"Come to my room stop being so stubborn."

"You better take a shower first." I say as I get up from my bed leaving the duvet and walk over to him. I know I gave in to easily but it's the last time, I promise. I hope..

"I will I wlll relax." He moves out of my way and opens the door letting me in. "Great pjs by the way love the Mickey shorts and shirt."

"Shut up and go take a shower" I walk to the bed hear him close the door and climb into the sheets. I close my eyes immediately after my head hits the pillows.

"I'll take a fast shower so we can talk a bit before you pass out."

"Goodluck because I'm tired and haven't slept." I nuzzle myself deeper into the sheets.

"Awe stayed up thinking about me?" I can basically feel his ego radiating off him. I mean he wasn't off but I'm not admitting that.

"Pfft you wish loser."

"Mhmm" I hear him say as he walks into the bathroom.

He's a annoying but I already knew that hmph. Ethan and my parents always say he's a good kid. Good kid my butt.

Ethan and him are like brothers sometimes it feels like they're twins, Not me and Ethan. Now that I think of it Ethan and I haven't had bonding time in a while. I'll look into that I guess.

Feeling sleep slowly sink into my body has never felt better. I hear the bathroom door open and a sigh. He mutters something but I don't comprehend it as I fall into a deep sleep.