*justin pov*
Y/n slept for a while yesterday. I guess she was really tired because I didn't see her for the rest of the night. It was a good thing in a way because I don't know how much longer I could stand being around her, but I did want her to live with me so I could spend time with her so that's what I was going to do today no matter how I felt.
I knocked on her door earlier and asked if she wanted to go to breakfast with me and she agreed. About a hour later we were in my car driving to one of my favorite restaurants. I told her to stay in the car and I'd come around to get her because there were a lot of paparazzi outside. I had my security follow us, but she didn't know them so I didn't want them to touch her or make her feel uncomfortable.
I wasn't parked close to the door of the restaurant so we had to walk for a while. My security did a great job of keeping the paparazzi away from y/n. They couldn't touch her, but they could still take pictures of her, which made me a little uneasy. She was wearing a tight light blue crop top that made her breasts stick out with skinny jeans that made her butt look huge. A lot of skin was showing on top of that. I didn't want anyone around us to look at her like that, let alone millions of people who would see the pictures.
As we walked, I took off my jacket and put it over her shoulders. She shrugged it off and handed it back to me. I didn't say anything about it until we were in the restaurant sitting in our booth.
"Why didn't you take my jacket?"
"Because I know why you gave it to me. I'm eighteen, not twelve. I can wear a crop top and walk down the street." she told me. She grabbed her menu and looked at it when she was done.
"I just don't want men staring at you and thinking stuff about yo- are you... are you wearing a thong?" I asked her, leaning over the table to get a better view of her waist. I swear I saw a string...
"Why, can you see it?" She dropped her menu and looked down at her waist, tucking the material into her jeans where no one could see it.
"I can't handle this." I mumbled to myself. I leaned back and brought my hands up to my head, rubbing my temples in circles to calm my nerves and get the thought of y/n wearing a thong out of my head. If I didn't then things would get awkward really soon.
Y/n let out a sigh that made me look at her. She was looking up at me now with an annoyed look on her face.
"Look, I know you see me as your little sister, but I'm not a little girl anymore. You don't have to be so protective over me." she told me.
"I can definitely tell that you're not a little girl anymore. You're far from it and I see that. I can see that clearly."
"Well, good. Now you don't have to be all big brother-y." she told me.
"Mhmm." I hummed in response. I didn't know how to tell her that I didn't see her as a little sister anymore. I actually saw her as more of a girlfriend or at least someone I'd date. My response seemed to make her happy, though, because she smiled so I didn't even need to get into that right now.
The rest of our time at the restaurant was really awkward. We were having interesting conversations and even shared a few laughs, but I couldn't fully relax because of my feelings for her. I couldn't look at her without thinking about how pretty she is or hear her speak without telling myself over and over how intelligent and mature she is. A few times during the day I wanted to kiss her and every time that happened I'd look away from her, trying to shake the thought out of my head. That part was the worst because she kept asking me if I was okay and she gave me a look like she knew I was lying when I said that I was. The car ride was even worse since I had a full view of her body so I was so relieved to be home.
Soon as we walked in the door I went straight into the kitchen. I went into the refrigerator and got a drink, opening it while I was in the kitchen and taking a big gulp of it to calm my nerves. Y/n came in a couple minutes later. I tried to hurry up and walk out but I ended up bumping into her on the way.
"Oh, my bad." I said. She nodded and scooted past me, her butt slightly rubbing against me as she did. I inhaled a sharp breath before going into the living room. I sat on the couch and grabbed the remote to turn the tv on. Y/n came in and I watched as she walked in my direction then went around me to sit next to me. I moved over a little bit so we weren't so close.
"See that's why I came in here to talk to you. What is up with you, Justin?" she asked. I tensed up when she called me by my real name. She only did that when she was serious.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you've been acting weird since I got here and it's getting worse... I want to know why." she told me. She was facing me with her arm over the back of the couch and her legs folded under her. She looked me in my eyes as she waited for my answer, but I didn't know what to tell her. It'd be super weird to say I was attracted to her now. I called her my little sister for most of our friendship. It's crazy how our two year age difference was a lot to me back then but now it was nothing. It sure wasn't stopping the way I feel.
"Justin, are you going to tell me why you're acting weird or not? I can't stay here with you acting like this and keeping stuff from me. It's not too late for me to apply for a dorm and go live on campus... Do you want me to do that?"
"No! I.. I just don't know how to tell you this." I told her.
"Tell me what?"
"That I'm.. kinda attracted to you now." I looked at her face for any sign that she was creeped out but she didn't look phased at all.
"So... that's it?" she asked me. I was shocked by her reaction. I wasn't expected her to be so chill about it.
"Uh, well.. I've never felt this way towards you so it's new to me. Why are you not creeped out by this?"
"I don't know.. I've been attracted to you for years so it's just not a big deal to me." she shrugged.
"You have? It's not weird at all knowing you called me your big brother?"
"Okay, let's get this straight. I never called you my big brother, you called me your little sister. I never referred to you as that just because of how attracted to you I was... and we're not blood so it shouldn't be weird regardless." she said. I didn't have to think about it for long to realize that she was right. The closest I remember her coming to calling me her big brother was what she said today. I just never noticed it before, I assumed the way I saw her was a mutual thing. Clearly it wasn't.
"How come you never told me?" I asked her.
"I didn't feel the need to. You only saw me as your little sister. You probably would've been creeped out anyway judging by how you're acting now. It's okay that you think I'm cute, Jussie, stop being so weird about it."
"I thought you were cute four years ago. I think you're sexy now.. and smart... and mature. It's not just a physical attraction and that's why it's weird. I was just calling you lil sis in our texts and now I feel like I want to take you out or bend you over a table. These feelings came so suddenly." I told her. She nodded her head before a small smirk appeared on her face.
"Bend me over a table?.. Not a couch?" She repositioned her body so that she was on her knees, facing the back of the couch as she rested her hands there. She spread her legs and arched her back before flipping her hair and looking at me. I looked from her butt all the way up to her face. She bit her lip as she looked at me and I shook my head.
"Y/n, stop." I told her. I knew she was trying to tease me and it was working.
"Why? This is really how you want me right?.. Or do you want me like this?" She crawled over to me and climbed onto my lap in a straddling position. She put her arms around my neck and slowly bounced on me, pretending she was riding me. She was moaning and biting her lip with her eyes closed and everything. I couldn't believe she'd go so far just to mess with me.
"You know... maybe you're not as mature as I thought." I let out small laughs as I talked because if I didn't I'd get too into what y/n was doing and I didn't want to do that. She laughed after what I said and finally stopped doing everything she was doing. She stayed on my lap, though. "I'm kinda disturbed that you know how to do all of this." I admitted to her. She came closer to me and put her lips to my ear.
"It's been four years. There's a lot that you don't know about me." she whispered.
She grabbed my face, bringing hers in front of mine to look at me. She left almost no space between us. I could feel her breath on my face as we stared at each other. I thought she was just teasing me again before she put her lips on mine. When she pulled away she looked at me and smirked probably at how shocked I must've looked.
She didn't say a word after this. She just climbed off my lap and left the room, going upstairs. I just sat there in shock and confusion, realizing the big problem I now had.