A/N – I'll try to keep this a short a possible so you can get right to reading but this is my first fanfiction that I've ever done, so please don't rip me a new asshole in the comments. Though I've been a writer for almost two years now I found this website and thought it would be a good way to branch my style and work out there for people to read. I hope you enjoy the story and if you want me to continue writing it then I will to the best of my time and ability. Thank you and enjoy.

DISCLAIMER - I do not own Modern Family, the story or the characters who are involved. I'm just a lone kid using them in ways that they were never intended to be thought of.

WARNING – This piece of writing contains material that may not be suitable for all viewers, including language, sexual situations, drugs, and alcohol. Please read at your own risk and if you aren't into the subject, don't tell me about it in the comments, I will not read or respond to them.


Haley and I sit alone, both of us within our designated corners of the room carrying on with whatever we each desire. It's Friday night, and both of us have found ourselves grounded for the second time in one week. Haley for breaking curfew, and me for skipping my advanced placement trig class. Now normally I would be upset about this arrangement, you know being stuck with my bitchy older sister who though is supposed to love me with every last fiber of her being, instead hates me with every last fiber of her being. While that has become a daily routine for me now to the point of it being nonchalant, I have recently noticed that on top of Haley's normally mean behavior, she has adopted a cold shoulder for me. The recent weeks have shown that it's almost as if she were trying to avoid me at all costs. The fallout of this new action has caused me to seriously think of our relationships longevity, and whether or not we will become removed or even estranged from each other's lives once I'm out of her hair for good. However even through her debilitating jerky personality and complete disregard for me, I have found myself wanting to spend even more time with her, whether it's forced upon or not.

I still haven't quite come to terms with how someone driving me away is driving me closer to them, which is why I have tried running through the events of the past
couple of weeks through my head consistently. Weird right? But is it really? I mean all I want to do is to try and seek an answer to all of my unanswered questions about Haley and teenage girls in general. Their behaviors, their attitudes and their emotions. All questions that will remain unanswered so long as Haley and I remain silent. So back to me replaying those last couple of weeks to see if I can't find anything else about the ordeal that I haven't already thought of. Our story begins only a while back, when I came to the harsh realization that in only a few short years Haley will be moving off to college. The realization hit me like a train, and got me to thinking about all those times that we didn't spend together, sharing secretes or gossiping about boys, braiding each other's hair or breaking a house rule together. I guess what I really wanted though was to leave our relationship in a good mood. So when we visit each other on break and vacations we can just pick up where we left off, and what better way to make the relationship like that than to make it seem as though I were friends with her. Now granted making friends is hard for me this one should be easy. I mean we live in the same house for god sake how hard is it going to be to ask her to do something with me. But like all great plans, it has since proven to be nearly impossible. 'You shouldn't give up after one day' I would tell myself, these thing take time, epically given we never spent private time with each other beforehand. But after failed attempt after failed attempt, I decided to take a track record of every excuse shes ever made to me, and make her eat it later on. In conducting my research I noticed that her excuses always seemed to tie along the lines of being with her real friends. Either she was way too busy with parties, bonfires, the mall, the movies, or I was to busy with school, extracurricular, clubs or hobbies. So I guess you could say that there were time when we could've had some time together but I wasn't home to make it happen so all the blame can't just go on her. But there have been some times that we have forcibly had to say together like tonight as we both sit here grounded. Or other times such as at social events and family gatherings in which we didn't want to socialize and decided to stay with one another to defuse some tension or on a rare occasion where she may have been kissing up to me for money or favors. But other than that I guess you could say that due to our lack of bonding over the years, my want and desire for her is a crave that has gone unsatisfied for years, leading me to think of her in unfavorable circumstances.

It's not just that I crave for Haley to want to be with me, it's that I crave every aspect of her. I crave her attention and I crave that she will one day notice me. That we will be like the sisters I always wanted us to be. That maybe if I were to just be more like her than maybe I would meet her approval. Like a son to his lost father who wants nothing more than to be accepted by him, I found that in the recent months I have started acting, dressing and even speaking as she would. All in a desperate attempt for her to approve of me, and finally give myself some sort of approval that I at least tried to prove to prove to her that I'm worth her time. Now granted that behavior got me two detentions in school and grounded at home for two weeks, I'm under the firm belief that the risk is going to be worth the reward. That acting like one of Haley's bitchy friends will cause her to notice me witch will lead us to spending those long nights gossiping, joking and just being the friends I so wish we were. More importantly though to help me find out if Haley's love for me and my love for Haley is true.

Now love can be loosely defined and shaped into many different types of definitions and meanings across all different societies and persons. However the actual dictionary definitions of love states 'an intense feeling of affection for someone', or love can also be defined as 'a deep romantic or sexual attraction to someone'. Can you guess witch one I want? If you haven't already than you're about as naive and innocent as they come. Ya that's kind of gross but there is a method to my madness, and a reason to my logic. I mean it's premature and childish if you ask me, I defiantly don't spend countless hour's dreaming and wishing of how her sweet body tastes. How I wish to cuddle next to my big guardian and protective sister as I bury my face in her soft warm neck, and lightly scratch my fingers down her silky skin with drive as I feel her warm embrace next to me in a passionate yet playful manner. Oh god how I want her to love me so much. How I want to not only share her physically but emotionally. With long exaggerated nights sitting and playing with each other's hair as we talk just like sisters should. How I want her and I to share each other's gaze and become locked into each other's eyes as both of us are overtaken by lust as we softly encroach on one another's soft fluffy lips until finally…

Don't get me wrong, I would love for that to happen, but I'm a realist, and my optimism for anything like that to ever happen between us is second to none. Despite the fact that were sisters, batting for the same team as always been a strict 'no' in our household. I remember when my mother gave me a dumbed down and condescending version of talk (Ya condescending). Describing how lesbian relationships and even gay relationships (despite her own brother being gay) are not the reflection of this household, and will be dealt with in an 'appropriate and swift manor'. Going into to detail about her strict opinions and views on gay relationships with her daughters. Describing in full how she wants grandchildren and for them to have children and for us to live the normal suburban soccer mom lifestyle. But more or less hammering in that point of how if she ever caught me following that path, then I would be abruptly removed from the house and immediately disowned regardless of if I were to be under 18 or not (witch I'm about 5 years away from now). I would lie if I told you that her statements are contradictory and that her rants inserted enough fear into me to rethink my values and how much I really wanted this love between Haley and I. Searching the deepest holes of my mind to find the answer to why I wanted Haley so bad, and weather the risk would be worth the reward after all.

Yet through all my endless contemplation I found nothing that disproved the theory of how much I want that girl. Furthermore I found myself becoming attracted to Haley not only emotionally, but physically and in a greater capacity to. As Time passed I would notice those small things about her that turned into massive obsessions and in some cases even the highlight of my day. Like how her silky brunette hair flows behind her head as she would walk, softly bouncing off her back with each soft step she seemed to take. How her incredibly cute and perfect ass would drop in those tight short shorts or her skinny jeans. You could catch me looking at any time of the day in any were or place if I had a view of that sweet body that I would catch it no doubt. I guess you could say that I was was becoming a borderline stalker of sorts. Finding myself browsing her profile for slutty picture, or for a free peak of her boobs or ass, preying every night that I could just burry my face in deep into her core. Preying that I could just take in her aroma while feeling her curves that have become so perfectly chiseled and carved to match her 15 year old body. Dreaming of what I would do if I ever got my hands or tongue around her perfect perky breasts, oh but the things I would do. Yet as I lie here tonight, scrunched up in a ball facing the wall of the pitch black room, I realize to myself, what am I waiting for? All the emotions bottled up have led to so much tension between her and I that in turn has led us to become further apart. I realize now that I cannot hold it in anymore, I can't contain myself through anymore nights of wanton exploration and wasted tissues on her. Tonight, I will break that trend and face her woman to woman, taking any reprisal that I'm faced with because tonight, the bottle is being popped, raining down all the tension the world has with it.

I take a deep breath in, relaxing my nerves as I look over to see if I can possibly talk to Haley about my feelings. To my pleasure and pain I find Haley fast asleep on her flower comforter. Her light snores echo through the tiny room as I roll over completely and sit up on my pink comforter, all in an attempt to get a better view of her glistening and motionless body. Looking over to the clock for a brief second I realize it's late now '11:45PM' to be exact. Knowing that my parents have most likely gone to bed, and that Luke has been fast asleep for almost 2 hours now, I know that I'm pretty safe to make a move on her if I wish. Taking into account that Haley's a medium to light sleeper (depending on how drunk she is). I can approximate that tonight with no alcohol that I know of, she will be in the lighter range, so my margin for error will be little to none I were to try and seduce her in her sleep. Don't get me wrong I've seen it in the pornos. Some girl goes to stimulate the other as they sleep, and in the pure ecstasy of the moment that they find themselves endeavoring in the act of love making with one another, all with a complete disregaurd for staus of soical rank or being.

On that rather uplifting and convincing note, I prep myself with one last deep breath as I slowly slide off the bed as if to use the bathroom. Carefully making sure to step over the piles of clothes and magazines that litter our floor like a garbage dump, I slowly walk towards the door of our room overlooking the pitch black hall. Reaching it, I move to lightly close the unreasonible heavy door all while trying not to catch the attention of the frequent midnight snack monster Luke, or my father getting up to pee frequently throughout the night with his bladder problem. In doing so, I also take the time to turn on a dimming lamp, allowing some light into the room. Not enough light though to cause such a great change that it would lead to Haley awakening. I slowly check my outfit to make sure that it's easily flexible and comfortable. Pulling up my yoga pants till they feel like a wedge in my ass and adjusting my green tee-shirt to fit more over my shoulders. I dont mean to go nerdy, but there's a science to this outfit, not only is it comfy, but it's dark and non-reflective as well as giving me easier access to my… well, you know. Looking over at Haley once again I take a deep breath as I begin to walk towards her motionless, sleeping body.

My hearts pounding a million beats per minute as I slowly approach the left side of her bed, Making sure I'm very careful not to wake the sleeping beauty. Upon reaching the edge of her bed I quickly realize her sleeping position is in a much more revealing state than I thought, which in my favor means that I'm going to be able to get more exploration and seduction done tonight than I would have if she were to be sleeping under the covers on one side of her body or the other. Taking in the moment for a few seconds I just can't help but gaze at her beautiful body and all but admire her beauty in all of its forms. As her figure comes into more detail with the adjusting light I can now see how close her legs are together witch to my excitement leaves her ass jutting up and curving into a lump of sweet haven from her thighs witch are unfortunately all but unexposed down to her feet to where her neon pink nail polish outlines her toes and thus marks the end of her body. Scanning back up her legs, I reach her back and the unexposed nape of her neck and shoulders witch are covered only by a thin spaghetti strap tang top. I stand in admiration of her tan and blooming skin, wishing so bad that I could just lean down and suckle on her warm and vibrant neck, probably to be met with little resistance given her arms act as a pillow to her head. As I finish my observation of the smoking hot teen, I finally decide it's time to make my move. Slowly kneeling down in a jaw dropping gaze I try my best not to breathe to loud or hard on her vivacious skin. Upon taking my new stance, I wait all but a few second to soak in her bubble-butt witch is unfortunately to my newly trained eye squeezed into dark blue skinny jeans (I was hoping for booty shorts) which now that I notice actually accents the white tank-top she wears so perfectly. One perk for me though would have to be my newfound discovery of her left boob, which is slightly being shown from the loose position she lies in, witch immediately trumps all for me.

I adjust to a kneeling position on the floor as I begin to lift my left arm up with careful movements, making sure to keep it hovering over her ass as I hold it there for a second, partly out of fear and excitement for the moment that's about to follow. Stopping for a moment, I notice the feel of her warm and radiant body heat transfer into my hand as it sends warm pleasure along with nervous shivers down my spine. Hesitating to much can be and has been a crippling factor in my decision making skills with this entire scenario, and that would be quite a pissy end to this long and exhausting journey. Tonight though I won't let that happen as I scream as loud as I possibly can in my head 'JUST DO IT!' over and over again every time a doubt pops into my mind. Finding that it counteracts every negative though that comes to my mind. Before I even knew it I find my hand slowly moving down to cradle her ass for the first time in my life. One finger at a time I start to place them in the center of her ass (along the design on the back pocket of her left cheek). Starting with my middle finger, followed by my pointer then ring, and finishing with my pinky and thumb until I find my entire palm resting upon the center of her left butt cheek.

"This isn't real, this isn't real!" I keep thinking to myself as I'm overcome with the biggest smile I've had in months. I can feel the fire in my fingers as my hand now moves with the motion of her moving body. The newfound excitement has also caused me to become more daring, and I begin to circle my palm amongst her ass cheek as if I were to be spreading butter on a piece of toast. Continuing with the circular motion I repeat the action for several more seconds, all while mixed in with the intake of her lovely lavender as I trace my nose along the left side of her body. The scent now taking me over like a fule, as a rush races through my body, igniting a tingling sensation in my southern region. These new found feeling possesses me to slide my hand over my tight shirt and smooth stomach to the outside of my yoga pants. Granted I have pleasured myself before, I know how it works, and in an attempt to please my scramming core I start to slowly rub the outside fabric of my yoga pants in a circular motion with my middle and index finger.

Due to my actions I can now feel the release of some of the pressure that has built inside me, followed by a close preceding feeling of wet liquid that begins to slowly soak my panties. Not to get wound up in self pleasure, I slowly regain focus on Haley who now as I notice is starting to softly moan in her sleep. This only begs the question even more of her being awake. Weather she is or not I'm starting to get comfortable with the situation and am beginning to feel as though I'm ready to take it to the next step. I know her pants are too tight to go for the real prize, witch upsets me for the moment but I'm hoping that I'll be able to find a way into fort Knox eventually. As I move between her left and right cheeks I notice a light lump around the lower end of her butt that almost wraps around to her hip. If I had to guess on it, I would say she's probably wearing panties, which would be another level that I would have to get through. An even bigger let down in a night that promised so much, but I'm still happy and completely ok with sticking on the outside for tonight, Granted just touching Haley has turned me on.

Continuing on in my little adventure, I shift my focus from her butt to her legs I begin to move my hand down the dip in her ass till I reach the top of her thigh. Exciting me greatly I slowly and softly place a grip onto her thigh as I move down to her ankle and back up in a consistent and exaggerated motion all while continuing to adjust my grip as the width changes. This risky has got me on fire, and without question I move to contrinue the motion with her right leg and her inner thighs. Realizing that touching with my hands can be great, I can only imagien that with my lips it would be a whole new adventure. Taking a deep breath once again I begin to move my lips towards the top end of where her butt crack would connect with her lower back. Hovering over her for a second I look up to the back of her head, tying to see past the bun that restricts my vision to her beautiful face. Not too spend to much time waiting, I move in to take in a deep breath through my nostrils. A smell of lavender perfume and stale cigarettes fills my nostrils once again as the scent amazingly causes me feel a warm and fuzzy feeling inside despite the unique and rather gross combination.

Finally ready to pucker up, I place the tips of my top and bottom lips on her jeans with my open mouth on the tip of her covered crack, holding my position I slowly extend my small tongue to run it in a slow, circular and censual movement along the sewed fabric, allowing me to pick up more of her scent. This of course excites me even more, causing me to step up my self-pleasure by moving my hand from outside my yoga pants to inside one layer. Now feeling the full pleasure and moistness of my panties I almost believe to hear a slushing sound as I continue to rub my clit through the almost soaked through fabric. Of course now taking great joy in pleasuring myself through a thinner layer of fabric, the once soaked panties I wear are now almost drenched in liquid. In completing the initial kiss, I begin to place a pleather soft kisses along her butt cheeks and upper thigh, causing myself to get really into it acting as though we were making out.

In Acting out of blind love I take my hand out of my pants and slowly move to straddle my older sister. Smoothly making the adjustment onto the low lying bed without an incident or cause to waking her up for her clearly deep slumber now evident by her deep breathing patter that moves me up and down. Once I'm positioned on her I move myself so my core aligns with her butt crack as I continue to move my kisses from her ass to her lower back. In starting to explore up her back, I lightly massage through her shirt, all while starting to gyrate my hips on her jeans, causing me to moan in a soft manor as the light pleasure courses through my body. Lightly moaning with the pleasure I notice that Haley has begun to moan softly as well, causing me to look over and see a smile on her face. 'God' I think to myself 'She's really a heavier sleeper than I thought' I say to myself, convincing myself to believe it even if it may not be true, for her smile has inserted a reasonable amount of doubt into my mind.

Still knowing this I don't stop as I take my lips off the thin fabric that covers her back finally reach her bare luminous skin. Admiring her body even more, I can't help by stare at the glistening skin as it reflects the dim light enough to blind me. I lightly trace her skin up to her hair line as I can no longer control myself and give in to bowing down to smell her hair, igniting my motivation to continue. Driving me to pick a sweet spot to the far right of her neck. After picking and examining the spot for a good phew seconds I notice something odd about the situation. Not one to have studied the human body but I did read however that hair sticking up on the nape of someone's neck could mean that they're sexually stimulated, this of course would prove my point as I notice the hair on Haley's neck is shooting straight up, staring me right in the eye as I continue to rub the teens back. Though this may not mean anything now, it could mean that she's turned on, subconsciously through (given she's asleep). What I'm doing is essentially sexual harassment and even rape in some states, but I like not to think of it that way. I don't as I move to place my warm lips on her skin for the first time in my entire life. In doing so she jolts, lost in the trance though I begin to suckle on her neck, causing me to moan into the kiss as I send what's sure to be vibrating pulses through her body.

All of a sudden without so much as a warning I feel two fingers grab my cheeks, squeezing my mouth into an 'O' shape as my older sister flips over to turn on the light placed over her bed. Upon doing so the light burns my eyes causing me to squint and groan as she tightens her grip upon me, looking up to meet my scared and sorrowful gaze. As I breath heavily I realize that she hasn't fully taken her surroundings, for she continues to squint and look around, finally moving her hand up to feel me straddling her body to witch her eyes shoot open like the eyes of a child on Christmas. I feel her grip tighten as I notice her shadowy figure partly sit up, resting her body weight on her shoulders she looks me in the eyes with a strict and quite irritated look.

"What the fuck are you doing to me?"


A/N – That's it for the first chapter. I purposely made it so that it was a bit of tease at first, just to keep it in line with what's to come next. Please take the time to leave me a comment on how you think I'm doing, it means a lot to me as a struggling writer to hear your feedback, good or not so I can build. From here I can take the story from a one-shot to a full length like 10 chapter deal or more if wanted, please keep me posted and let me know what you think.

BACKGROUND – I get the idea for this story when my sister was watching modern family herself, and I because interesting in what it would be like for Haley and Alex to have sex, then it developed into this. All in all it took me about a day to write, edit and review this piece, most of it done in school, funny right?