My Boyfriend is my Brother's Ex

Two days had passed since either me or Adam had seen Liam-or even had contact with him. Adam was getting a little agitated and so was I. But my reason to me was unknown, it could be agitation for my brother or it could be what I feared-that I might actually like Liam. I knew it was only two days but still, Adam usually saw his boyfriend practically twice a day. Unfortunately and rather worryingly also sometimes overnight.

            Adam was still in his room, he’d been glued to his phone and laptop all morning, hoping for contact from Liam. I knocked on his door and before hearing him say anything I went in. “You know you’re taking this way too seriously, it’s only been two days,” I said comfortingly, sitting on his bed next to him. He was quite tall and broad looking, with straight brown hair that fell lightly over his tanned forehead. Whenever at home he would always seem to be wearing the same thing, faded jeans and navy blue or black hoodie over a plain t-shirt. I always thought of him as 'the one I could count on' in the family, and he was. Ever since I could remember he had been there for me, and this time it was my turn to be there for him.

His smart phone lay beside him and he was balancing the laptop on his thighs, staring at the messages between him and Liam-which showed hundreds or maybe more until two days ago. I noticed the last one was sent just moments before Liam arrived in the café on our date.

            “It’s just not like him, you know?” Adam bit his lip, “Even if he doesn’t come over, he always calls.” I could see the hurt in his eyes and I had a hollow feeling in my stomach. All I could think about was the possibilities as to why Liam hadn’t come. Only one came to mind. Me.

            There was a loud knock on the door and Adam almost jumped up. He seemed fast yet slow at the same time and I was by the bedroom door before he was, “Chill ok? I just ordered pizza; I bet that’s the delivery guy.”

            Adam nodded sulkily and walked back to his bed and lay down on it. I swear my cat isn’t half as bad as that even after going to the vets. I grabbed my purse from the side and opened the door, starting to pull some money out, “That’s ten dollars right?”  I looked up. Liam stood there, staring at me sadly.

            “May? Is it pizza?” Adam called to me.

            “Yeah, I’ll be back in a minute!” I shouted back. I pushed Liam back and closed the door behind me. “You have no right coming back here,” I hissed menacingly at him, my face close to his, “Adam’s really worried about you! And don’t even get me started on how you tried to go on a date with me.” I shook my head and stepped back from him, folding my arms tightly across my chest.

            “But you knew it would be me!” He half shouted as a defence.

            I reverted my voice back to the harsh whisper it originally was, “Keep your voice down, Adam’s there. And no, I didn’t know it was you, Livvy didn’t tell me even your first name.”

            Liam nodded and gulped, stepping towards me, “But May, I, I…”

            I put my finger to his lips, “No Liam.” I turned to go back inside but I felt his hands around my waist and he pulled me around and kissed me hard on the lips. He held me tight to him, our bodies crushed tightly against each other. His lips became almost urgent against mine and I realised I was soon returning his kiss. My hands wrapped around his neck, and his around my waist, although they travelled around my back and up into my hair. Heat rippled through my body and together we urged each other on for more.

            After moments we pulled away from each other, gasping for air. My lips trembled and I panted, staring into his eyes. I gulped and turned around, pausing slightly before going back into the apartment. I leant back against the door after I had closed it behind me. I closed my eyes and the corners of my mouth tipped up into a small smile.