my brothers bestfriend ≫ markle
❝farkle, you're my brothers bestfriend.❞ I whisper lightly, trying to contain the blush that's powdering on my cheeks, from the kiss we just shared.
❝and now you're my girlfriend.❞ his words come out strong and possessive as I stare wide eyed at him, ❝mine, and only mine.❞ he growls, tightening his grip on my waist and tracing the redness on my cheek with his thumb.
and the worst part is the fact that I don't even try and decline his claim on me.
well it's official ladies and gentlemen.
my brother is going to kill us both.
► I do not own anything involving 'girl meets world' or 'boy meets world' in this story, all rights go to the creators themselves
► I do not own anything involving 'good luck charlie' in this story, all rights go to the creators themselves
► book cover made by me but the idea goes to my older sister
► made 2016-ongoing