Bad Romance(Book1)

Chapter 11-Little Brother

"What's this?", he said pointing to an open book.

"That, well that is a book.", stating the obvious.

"And why does it say and I quote, 'I hope you enjoy this as much as I did, Ella'?"

"Because Ella recommended me the book. That's why. And she thought it would be cute if she personalized it a bit."

"What is going on here?"

"Nothing.", I said calmly taking a sip from my glass.

"Seriously?"

"Jared I'm perfectly capable of speaking my mind right now. You like Ella, Ella likes you. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure that out. And I see you're jealous."

"I'm not."

"Little brother, you're just acting silly right now. I don't really know which one of us two had a drink."

"Why are you and Ella keeping things away from me? You asked her not to tell me about what happened today."

"Because I know how you react. Look at you. Do you know the concept of fun anymore? It's been that Irish girl and ever since her you've stopped being you. Lately I see Ella is the only one getting through to your head. I don't mind that. Since she is actually really an intelligent person. But why don't you fucking admit that you like her for a change? That you've liked her from the very second you saw her? Why the fuck don't we talk about that for a change Jared?"

"Because there's nothing going on there!", she screamed, slamming a glass to the kitchen counter.

"Seriously? Then why are you so fucking angry right now, and why do I hear you all the time we meet 'oh Ella sent me this' and 'Ella did that'? Why does your face light up when you see her? Why? Just because?"

"Look this is getting nowhere. I'm going home. Call me when you're sober."

"Yeah run away, like you always do.", I retorted back at him.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower that sobered me up. Just as I was wiping myself dry i heard a knock at my door. I opened the door and Jessie stood in the frame.

"Hey, heard what happened. Are you okay?", she asked concerned.

"I'm fine. Come on in.", I invited her with a wink.

"You were all over the news Shan."

"And guess who is pissed as fuck for that?"

"Jared. Obviously. What's up with him. He never called Anastasia back anymore."

"I have no clue. I can't seem to get to him anymore."

"Well, anyway, it's his choice. I've always told him she's nothing but a shag.", she concluded, pouring herself a tequila shot and downing it in one second.

"I love it when you say 'shag' with that cute British accent of yours."

"You like me cause I take things as they are mister.", she replied poking me with her index finger.

"That too. No complications, just the way I like things to go."

"You'd better put some clothes on. I might jump you."

"Wouldn't mind that you know.", I replied with a grin on my face.

She gave me a big smile and looked at me with her grey eyes. I pulled her closer to me and she happily obliged. She wrapped her arms round me and sat on my lap.

"You went M.I.A. on me too. Is everything okay?"

"Yes, all is good, well, minus my little escapade with the car."