I don't own. Can be taken as continuation of "Forget the unforgettable" but not necessarily. Drake's POV.

I walked into the house slamming the door. Yes, I great Drake was still living with my parents and younger sister at the age of twenty seven. Except, I was not that great. I did not a have a job. I was way to lazy to get one. If you heard about me you probably though I was going to be some famous musician in the future. Well, get over it. I did. My lovely band mates helped me realize we were not getting anywhere. Of course they blamed me for everything. Saying things like 'you just don't have any passion inside you anymore, dude' or 'you're not trying at all'. Well, fuck them.

At least I'm not single. I have those two beautiful ladies wrapped around my finger. You may say that two timing is bad, but you know Clara and Monica are so hot. Or was it Cassandra and Bella? Or…

Who am I kidding? I've became a wreck! It's all that asshole's fault!

You all know my step brother Joshie? You know used-to-be-fat-as-a-child-but-became-strangely-attractive-later. So when he returned from university (he was no longer with that bitch coughMindycough) I realized I may have a chance with him. Didn't see I was in love with my brother? Go check your eyes, you must be at least half blind. But I didn't do anything. You know why? Because one of his former professors was taking him along for investigation. On Alaska! Josh was overjoyed. You can probably guess how I felt. I tried to stop him. It looked like that;

-I forbid you to go!- I was shouting and throwing things at him. I totally lost my cool. Hey, he was going today!

-Drake, you know it's a great chance for me! It could be very important for humanity!- he started turning around to make it through the door.

-For who? Eskimos! What interesting things can be on Alaska!

He didn't answer me. We had that conversation a hundred times already, always with the same results. I tried another approach. He was almost opening the door when I encircled his waist, hugging him tightly from the back. I buried my head in his shirt.

-Please don't leave me- I whispered –I need you.- I was now desperately pleading. Look, how low I fell.

He sighted and turned around putting his hands on my arms. I refused to look him in the eyes.

- You will be fine by yourself. It's not like I will be there forever! Be a strong man brotha!- he made one of his ridiculous faces. Then he looked at ma lovingly and patted my hair.- Bye!

He left. I stood there frozen for a long time.

It was about a year ago. Looking back at it, I think I managed to make an idiot of myself. I was almost begging him! Where did my pride go?

I heard mum talking about my 'problems' with Josh via internet few days ago. I guess I will get some Josh-inspired parental talk soon.

I sure as hell didn't expect to see that photo on my desk. You know the one taken by Megan when Josh kissed me that time when I got him tickets for Oprah. I was ready to throw it away, but I was aware that Josh took it with him to Alaska. So it was a postcard. My hands where shaking when I turned it around. There was only a sentence written in it.

"Don't forget."

What did that dick mean by that! Is he playing with me? Why is he giving me such torturous hope? It's easy to say such big things from Alaska, asshole!

Later that day I phoned my old band. We decided to start anew. Just wait Josh! I will be so great you will not be able to forget about me!

So how did you like it? Review! I'm slowly getting to attached to this pairing. I must stop writing stories about them. Sorry for swearing, but my teacher says that I can't make things too beautiful because it's not real. Bye then!