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Chapter 5

I hear a knock on my bedroom door‚ so I wipe my face of my tears and grab my wand from the bedside table. I wave it and my door flings open‚ my brother walking in and shutting it behind him. I look over‚ my face blank of emotion‚ but I know it's clear I've been crying. He walks over‚ slowly‚ as if I'm a frightened animal ready to flee at any moment. I roll my eyes and look away. And then he is sitting on the edge of the bed and just staring at me.

I can feel his eyes on the side of my head. I start to get annoyed‚ so I turn to glare at him and ask‚ "What!?"

He sighs as he lifts his wand and flicks it‚ the end glowing‚ and then two bowls of ice cream appear before us. He flicks his wand again‚ and then a chocolate milkshake flashes onto my bedside table and I can clearly see how the whipped cream is on the bottom‚ just how I like it.

I continue to watch‚ amazed‚ as he flashes a small TV about three feet in front of my side of the bed‚ a DVD player‚ and a stack of my favorite movies beside it.

I blink back the tears that keep threatening me as I force myself to sit up in bed‚ my back resting against my headboard. I look at him‚ and he is just sitting there‚ staring at me.

I swallow the lump in my throat as I hesitantly pick up my bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream and take a small bite. I can't help the smile that threatens to pull at the corner of my lips as I see his satisfied grin.

He then scoots back into the bed so he is right beside me‚ our arms and legs touching‚ before he takes a bite of his own strawberry ice cream as well. He then puts down his spoon to pick his wand back up and uses it to put a movie in and push play.

Now‚ I can't keep quiet anymore. I turn to look into his gray-green eyes and ask‚ "Why are you doing this? You never use magic like this. You know you could get in trouble."

He shrugs his shoulders like the rules don't even matter to him before putting his ice cream down on his lap and wrapping his right arm around me.

"I don't care about that right now. My baby sister is hurting and she needs me."

I sniffle and turn my head‚ trying to hide my sadness. I always feel more vulnerable when my emotions show so easily. "What about you?" I hear myself ask. "You lost the person you love‚ too." I do my best to leave the bitterness out of my voice. It's not his fault I feel this way about him. And it's not Juliet's fault either.

I feel him squeeze my shoulder‚ and I sigh as I rest my head against him‚ taking small bites of my ice cream as my eyes watch the TV‚ but all of my other senses are on my brother.

"We both lost someone we cared about‚ Alex. But no matter what‚ I'm gonna be here for you. You don't deserve to deal with this alone. And who else should eat ice cream and watch crappy movies with you‚ than the one person who understands what you're going through?"

I turn my face to look into his eyes‚ and that's when I realize how close we really are. His lips are only a couple of inches from mine‚ and his eyes are sparkling‚ the moonlight from my bedroom window shining across his face. I can feel myself getting lost in his gaze‚ and it seriously seems like he feels the same way.

I swallow thickly when he lifts his left hand up and moves a strand of hair from my face to behind my ear. My eyes flicker between his‚ wondering‚ hoping‚ wishing‚ that this means as much to him as it does to me.

I love you so much‚ Justin…

The moment is broken by the TV blaring some random explosion from the movie he had put on. I jump as I turn to glare at the damn TV for interrupting us when I could have sworn he was going to kiss me.

Wait. What the hell am I thinking!? He's my brother! I can't—

Yes‚ you can.

Great. It's that fucking voice again.

I mentally shake off my internal craziness as I relax my body against his‚ nestling my head back into his chest‚ and continue to eat the ice cream he had conjured up for me.

I can feel his warm breath tickling behind my ear‚ and it is sending shivers of pleasure throughout my entire body. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in to try and stave off the flooding of arousal within me. I can feel my panties getting moist‚ and it's only increasing my embarrassment and horror.

No. Think about something else‚ Alex!

Ugh! I can't!

I continue to slowly eat my ice cream as I squeeze my thighs together to try and discourage my increasing arousal. Soon‚ both of us finish our iced desserts and place the dirty dishes on the night table to deal with later. Justin was about to leave to go wash the dishes‚ when I lean back into him to keep him cuddled up behind me.

I lift my wand and clear the dirty dishes within a split second before placing my wand next to the bed and snuggling deeper into my brother's arms. Neither of us make verbal notice of the fact that he wraps both of his arms around my body as I am nestled in a cocoon of warmth; between my fluffy blanket and my older brother.

I wake up feeling more rested than I have in a long time. I have no clue what woke me‚ but I don't feel like getting up yet‚ so I turn my face and cuddle in deeper to the warm body beneath me. I take a deep breath in and the scent I love so much surrounds me‚ lulling me into my half-asleep state‚ where I sort of know what's happening around me but I am too tired and/or lazy to do anything about it.

I hear a click and then there's a flash‚ and it causes me to groan and pull the covers up and over my face. I sigh contently when I feel the warm arms around me tighten even more.

And then I hear a voice that makes my eyes flash open and my half-asleep brain turn completely on.

"Aren't they cute‚ Jer? Our kids are finally getting along."

I hear my father shuffle into the room before saying‚ "They aren't going to like that you took a picture of them. They can barely even admit to liking each other."

I can practically hear the eye roll my mother gave my dad. "Would it kill them to admit they love each other?"

My dad chuckles. "Knowing Alex? Yes. Now come on before they wake up. They both had a rough couple of weeks."

"Oh alright. This picture is going in the family scrapbook though."

Their voices get quieter and quieter until I can't hear anything from them anymore‚ and then I release the breath I didn't even know I was holding.

I gasp when I feel Justin squeeze me and then his voice soon after. "Morning‚" he says to me‚ like waking up in each other's arms is the most natural thing in the world. His voice is rough with sleep‚ his breath on the back of my neck. I shiver as I take a deep breath in and let it out slowly.

I slowly lower the blanket from my face and turn to look into his awake‚ but clearly tired eyes. "Mornin'‚" I say back‚ inwardly cringing at how cliché this all sounds.

I snap out of it soon though and push the covers off of me before standing up and out of bed. I turn to look at him as he sits up fully and I swallow the lump that appears in my throat.

"Well‚ uh‚ thanks. Last night really‚ um‚ yeah…" I am such a fucking moron. I can feel my entire body turning crimson with my embarrassment.

He chuckles before standing up in front of me. I expect him to roast me for acting like an embarrassed little girl. But instead‚ he wraps his arms around me and kisses the top of my head. I allow my arms to encircle his torso as he hugs me‚ and I close my eyes tight.

"Anytime Alex."

Then he pulls away and walks around me‚ and out of my bedroom door.

I watch him leave‚ and I have no clue what to even think. As hard as I've been trying to get rid of this unnatural obsession with my brother‚ he just made it ten times worse. The whole night made me fall even deeper in love with him.

And my heart breaks even more.

Last night is flowing throughout my head on replay‚ and I can't help but think about how it felt to have him sleep next to me. The way he wrapped his arms around me. The way I woke up in his arms. His warmth. The smell of him. It was the safest I've felt in my entire life.

And now I am in my bedroom‚ alone‚ and wishing my brother was here beside me. I turn my head to look at my bedroom door‚ wishing he would walk through at any moment.

But he doesn't‚ and I sigh to myself‚ clearly disappointed.

I don't allow myself to think about what I am doing as I grab my wand from my bedside table and flash myself into the bedroom beside mine. I look over and Justin is sitting up at his desk and doing what looks to be homework.

I smirk as I cross my arms and lean up against the wall beside him. "Really Justin? Homework on a weekend? I know you're a nerd‚ but can't you take a break every once in a while?"

His head turns and he locks eyes with me‚ causing my breath to catch in my throat. He is just so breathtaking that I completely forget what I was even talking about. His hair is slightly mussed‚ his gray-green eyes sparkling. He is wearing a white tank top which makes it easy to see how defined the muscles in his arms have gotten. The shirt is clinging to him like a second skin and I gulp down my attraction the best I can. I force my eyes to stay on his so I don't embarrass myself further by getting caught checking out my own fucking brother.

"I have to keep my GPA up to get into a good college‚ Alex."

That sentence was like a wrench was thrown straight threw my heart. Why did I forget about that? My heart is sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss.

College. Justin's leaving for college soon after graduation and I'll be here‚ alone. I try to keep the smile on my face‚ but I fail miserably. I back up until his bed is behind me and I sit down‚ looking at my hands in my lap. I don't want to look at him right now. I don't want to see the concern on his face. I don't want my heart to keep hurting. But I can't get myself to just get up and leave. Or flash out. My wand lay forgotten beside me. The sinking feeling getting worse and worse as I think about him leaving me.

"Alex?"

I shake my head as I plaster another fake smile on my face and force myself to look back up into his eyes. "Do you know what college you're going to?" I ask in a false cheerful voice. I just want to forget about it‚ but I can't help but ask anyway. I need to know how far away he will be from me.

He shakes his head and then‚ to my confusion‚ he puts his pencil down and comes over to sit beside me. I look away from him‚ but then he puts his arm around me. And the tears come.

I rest my head on his chest and that's when the frustration builds higher and higher within me. I've always been a little bit of a crier‚ but never this much‚ and never so much in front of my big brother. The one person that I don't want to see me this way. So distraught. Heartbroken. Pathetic.

"Damn it‚" I mumble to myself as more tears fall unbidden down my cheeks.

His arms only tighten around me. "Alex. Talk to me."

I shake my head with a sniffle and take a deep breath in‚ letting it out shakily. "Just…" I manage to look into his worried eyes‚ and I can't help but ask‚ "Hold me?" I just need him. I need his love‚ even if it's only the brotherly affection he feels for me. I just… I need Justin. More than he will ever know. More than I will ever allow him to know.

He doesn't say anything for a moment‚ the silence only making me more and more horrified. Did I just ask my brother to cuddle with me? I mean‚ technically we cuddled all night last night‚ but we had an unspoken agreement not to talk about it. And here I am asking him point blank to do it again!

Before I have a chance to backtrack though‚ Justin pulls me down onto the bed with him. My heart is racing as I look into his eyes. I kick my Uggs off my feet as I lay down along with my brother‚ still staring into his gray-green gaze.

Before I know it‚ we are under the covers and facing each other. It feels much more intimate than last night had. It feels even more intimate than when we slept in the rainforest of Puerto Rico all those months ago.

I gulp as his left hand rests on my hip before he pulls my body flush against his. My breath catches in my throat as my right arm goes around his middle‚ his face just inches from mine. I can feel my nipples harden beneath my sports bra as my breasts press against his hardened chest.

"J-Justin?" I ask confusedly‚ a little breathlessly‚ my heart racing within my chest.

He strokes my hair with his other hand as the one on my hip moves up slightly‚ softly touching the bare skin of my waist‚ my light blue tank top being pushed out of the way as he strokes my revealed skin. I shiver as goosebumps rise along my flesh‚ arousal flooding my stomach‚ causing my panties to soak through in a split second.

"Com're‚" he says to me‚ and I nod mutely as I lower my face just under his chin and cuddle into him.

I can hear my brother's heart beating. My arms wrap more securely around him as he continues to stroke my waist with the tips of his fingers. It feels so good to be this close to him. It feels too good to be like this. In his arms. Our bodies flush together. The heat of his body searing me‚ making me flush as I imagine being held securily by him in a much less innocent way.

No! Stop thinking. Just… no.

I sigh as I relax my body into his embrace. Soon‚ both of our hearts are at a much more normal rhythm‚ and I smile as I bury my face against the bare skin of his neck‚ breathing in his intoxicating scent.

"Alex?"

His voice sounds gravelly‚ and I imagine what it might sound like as he moans my name in pleasure.

No!

"Y-Yeah?" I squeak out nervously‚ inwardly cringing at myself.

He chuckles as his arms fully engulf me‚ causing me to relax once again in his embrace.

"So‚ is this what we do now?" he asks me with just a hint of amusement in his voice.

I can feel my face explode crimson as I pull away from him‚ stuttering out‚ "S-Sorry. I uh‚ I didn't—"

He chuckles again as he shuts me up by pulling me back into his chest. "Justin?" I ask as he begins to run his fingers through my hair.

"It's okay Alex. It's okay to admit you need a hug every once in a while. No need to pretend you don't have feelings."

I pull my face away from his chest‚ and look into his eyes with a small glare of my own. "You're the one who always says I don't have feelings‚ jerk."

Something in the look he gives me has my heart in my throat. He lifts his left hand from around me and pushes a stray hair from my face to behind my ear. Just like he did last night. Except with no TV to interrupt us this time. I swallow and blink slowly as we stare at each other. My right hand moves from around him to his chest‚ clenching the front of his shirt as he leans in toward me.

I can feel his warm breath mingling with my own as my lips part. I unconsciously lick my suddenly dry lips as I glance down at his own slightly parted ones. I want him to kiss me. I want him to hold me. I want him to love me.

This moment seems to drag on. The voice in my head telling me to just lean in and close the distance. My own subconscious telling the voice to fuck off because that would be too wrong. But the other part of me is just saying to stay completely still‚ and if he kisses me‚ then I'll know I can leap in head first. If he kisses me‚ then I'll give in to my insestuous desires. I'll give in to him.

I'm holding my breath. Waiting‚ hoping‚ wishing‚ and then he does it.

He kisses me.

On the fucking forehead.

I feel my stomach drop‚ my face flame‚ my heart break. Did I seriously think my brother was about to kiss me? How fucking stupid am I? Of course he wouldn't kiss me! I'm his little fucking sister!

I try to pretend I wasn't just hoping for something completely unnattainable as I rest my face back against his chest. I feel another loving kiss on the top of my head‚ and I pinch my eyes shut as more tears threaten to overcome me.

Why am I like this?

Why do I want him so much?

Why does it hurt?

My heart is shattering. The more I fall in love with him‚ the more my heart cracks. And I feel like I'm sinking. I am just a little girl with an obsession. A stupid‚ impossible obsession with someone who would never – could never – feel the same way.

"Good night‚ Alex."

My hand moves back around his middle and tightens around him as I take a shaky breath in‚ a single tear escaping and soaking into his tank top.

"Good night."

A/N: Sorry about the close calls! Lol. I hope you like it so far!