EPOV!
I was sitting in the living room, watching the hockey game when I heard the doorbell ring. "Emmett, you got that?" I yelled up to him.
"SHIT!"
"I'm going to take that as a no," I chuckled at my brothers idiocy. Sometimes I still wonder if we're actually related, or if my mother adopted him. He looked nothing like us with his deep brown eyes and dark curly hair. But, none the less, I went to open the door for his girlfriend.
"Edward!" Bella exclaimed when she seen me, taking me in a tight hug. Her and Emmett have been dating for a solid year and a half now, and I was known as the 'cute-little-brother-that-Bella-likes-to-occasionally-give-a-squeeze-to-unintentionally-making-him-extremely-horny'. How I dreamt she would look at me like she looked at Emmett, instead of like that- "So, where's Em?"
"He's still getting ready," I replied shyly. I'm such fucking dumb ass. Shyly??!? Can't I at least attempt to sound like a man?!
"Oh, okay. Whatever. So, how're things going with Jessica?" She asked politely, yet curiously. Jessica was my current 'girlfriend' of the moment. But really she was just another random girl, one whose had a crush on me since kindergarten. One that I merely used to get my mind off of Bella.
"Ehh, the same," I said nonchalantly. No need to give any fake enthusiasm.
Her smile widened as she tried not to make our conversation awkward. "You should double with us sometime! I bet it'd be a riot," she playfully punched me in the shoulder as Emmett headed down the stairs.
"Well, thanks for keeping her entertained champ!" he boasted as he snaked his arm around Bella's waist. "Is Jasper coming over tonight?" I nodded, and he continued, "Alright, cool. Just try not to make too much of a mess while I'm gone." He chuckled- he was trying to look mature in front of Bella.
"The only mess made around here is from you," I muttered under my breath, and Bella heard. At least it made her giggle.
"Umm right. Well, we'll see you later bro," he punched me - not nearly as playfully as Bella had moments before- and they exited out the door. There went my perfect brother, with his perfect girlfriend. They'd go to his perfectly played basketball game in his perfect car and have a perfect make-out session in the backseat. It was completely sickening, but I still couldn't help wishing that it was me. Fuck my life.
BPOV
Edward was just so damn cute, I could barely keep my eyes off of him. If I would've met himbefore I met his brother, maybe we'd even be together. Ugh, What am I thinking?! I'm such a sick, egocentric person! I have a perfect boyfriend, and here I go dreaming after his brother. God, I'm going to hell, aren't I?
A/N: Sorry it's so short (: I just wanted to get a feel of this story. Review if you'd like for me to continue, please.