Lahat ng Kabanata ng Brother's Best Friend Loves Me Not: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

"Stephanie!" My brother, Simon's voice pierced through my ears. I begrudgingly looked away from my book. I have to give it to Simon for always interrupting my reading when something really interesting is about to happen. The main leads were just about to have their first kiss, but no, he has to ruin that. "What?" I yelled back, the annoyance in my voice was visible. "Where the hell are my blue sneakers? Brian and the girls are waiting for me. I am already quite late." The mention of Brian piqued my interest. "Where are you guys off to?" "The shoes, Steph, and the fair. We're going to the fair. Do you want to join us too? Rita and Lyla are coming as well." Hearing Lyla's name dampened all my excitement, "No thanks, I'm good, besides, I have work in an hour." Lyla was Brian's girlfriend, and Rita was the girl my brother had been seeing lately. Simon and Brian had been best friends since middle school, and their friendship started with the passion and aggression that

The last place Kylie probably wanted to be was at the court watching Brian's match, but I had forced her to come. Even Simon had been taken by surprise when I asked him for two tickets for the match. We had come to the court with Simon, Brian, Lyla, and Rita. Simon and Brian had been very welcoming and had joked with us the entire ride, and Rita had tried to make conversation and had been very sweet. Lyla, on the other hand, had given us a complete cold shoulder. When we reached the court, we had to separate because, at the last minute, the only tickets Simon could get for us were quite far from theirs. So Kylie and I were sitting at the back, sipping our cold drinks. The match, when it finally did start, was great. My eyes did not leave Brian for a single second. Whereas my brother is a really good player and did really well too, Brian just has that finesse that makes you want to stare. His flushed face glistened in the court lights. Every time they would score,

Steph's Pov I woke up feeling a little queasy. One glance at the clock on my bedside table made me sit up straight in bed. It was almost two p.m., and I had overslept. As I made my bed and tried to make myself look a bit presentable, I recalled the events of the previous night. He had regretted it. A lot. I did not feel like going down the stairs, but my stomach would just not stop rumbling. Climbing down the stairs, I could see Brian pouring cereal for himself and Simon concocting something black in the frying pan. Eggs, I think. When the floorboards creaked underneath my weight, Brian's eyes shot up to meet mine. He immediately averted his gaze, making me feel more guilty than ever. "Where the hell have you been, Steph? Do these look fine?" Simon said, pointing his spatula at the frying pan. I rolled my eyes. "They're burnt, Simon. Move over." I took over the pan and threw his eggs away. I walked over to the fridge to get new eggs. As I glided past Brian, who, for some reason, w

A fair was being held in our town. Kylie was to attend it with Nick. Simon, and Rita, who after their date just could not seem to get enough of each other, decided to go together again. "Brian could take you, unless you'd rather stay at home." Simon had said this to me while munching on leftover muffins. "I was going to go either way, because of work." We were putting on a show with our animals from the daycare. "But yeah, Brian and I can go together." Simon gave me a thumbs up and a smile with his mouth full. I had informed Brian that my shift would be from four to six and then I could join him, and he had said that he would come around six to find me. I was actually looking forward to the fair. Not only was I looking forward to the food, the rides, and the other activities, but I was anticipating the entire evening with Brian the most. On that day, I left the house early for daycare. I had put on a white tee with my denim shorts. With a little bit of jewelry and makeup, the o

Steph's PovI woke up to the soft golden rays of dawn filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my bedroom. The clock on my nightstand read 6:02 AM—early, even for a school day. I blinked against the light, my mind still hazy, when I felt the faintest shift beside me.Turning my head, I saw Brian lying on his side, propped up on one elbow. His disheveled hair fell across his forehead, and his dark eyes studied me with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. He looked so natural there, like he belonged in my bed, like this was something we’d done countless times before.“Morning,” he said softly, his voice gravelly from sleep.“Morning,” I whispered back, acutely aware of how close he was.For a moment, we just stared at each other, the silence between us thick with an unspoken understanding. Then he shifted, sitting up and leaning against the headboard, the sheets pooling around his waist.“Steph,” he began, his tone serious. He ran a hand through his messy hair, the