All Chapters of Falling for My Best Friend's Brother: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Avery's POVHe had not moved from the sink.I crossed to the counter and put my phone down in front of him with the screen facing up and the message open.He looked at it."Avery.""Who are they."He looked at the glass of water in his hand instead. "It is not what it looks like.""It looks like someone you owe money to texted me at past midnight to say the clock is running on your payment," I said. "Tell me what it is if it is not that."He put the glass down slowly."I borrowed some money." He turned the glass of water in his hands. "From some people. A while back. I am working on paying it back.""You borrowed it from people who text the people around you at midnight.""They are frustrated." He rubbed his face with the back of his hand. Up close he looked significantly rougher than he had when I had first seen him as I came through the door. His eyes were red and his coat was crumpled and he had the look of someone who had been in a fight. "I missed a payment last month. They are

Avery's POVJade was sitting at the far end of the table with her bag on the chair beside her and a cup of coffee in her hands, looking at us like she had not been sure which one of us was going to come through the door first."What are you doing here," Liam said."I just came to see how the project was going. I was on campus anyway.""You study at the other building," he said."I know that. I am allowed to walk to this one." She looked at me. "Is it okay? I am not trying to be in the way. I will go in five minutes.""It is fine, Jade," I said.She stayed for about fifteen minutes. She did not ask about the project. She did not ask much at all, really. She sat with her coffee and made small talk about nothing in particular. The library being overcrowded, a seminar she was behind on, and the whole time she was doing it I could feel her watching. Not obviously. Not the way she had watched me at the cafe. Just a quiet, careful attention to the space between me and Liam. The way our eyes

Liam's POVIt was getting late. So I told Avery I would think of a solution and let her know before tomorrow. I went back to my house and sat on my bed and was even more angry than I was when she told be about the situation.It was funny to me that what she was going through got to me. This was because I was getting close to Avery just to piss Jade off. But here I was, getting properly angry at a plight she had. I knew I should have been angry that she tried to change me from being her project partner, but I knew she was doing it then to please her bestie Jade. Unfortunately, Jade was not appreciative of her sacrifices.Frankly, I was also pissed at Jade, because if she didn't come up with the whole territorial nonsense, Avery wouldn't be going through this case of sexual harassment. Now Avery was in trouble and Jade was still nowhere to be found to help her out of it.I knew exactly what the problem was. Avery had laid it out clearly. There was no evidence. There were no witnesses. I

Avery's POVThe morning lectures were the longest of my life.I sat at the back of the statistics room with my notes in front of me and my hand moving across the page and absolutely none of what the Professor was saying going in. The recording device was against my ribs under my jumper, taped in place. I had tested it three times at home before I left and I had checked it again in the campus bathroom at half past eight and I had made myself stop checking after that because checking it a fourth time was not going to make this Friday afternoon go differently.Liam had texted at nine: 'device is working. I tested it on the way to your place last night. You are good.'I had not replied because I did not have anything to say to that.Priya was beside me in the statistics lecture and she spent the whole hour in what I could only describe as deliberate normalness, asking me before it started whether I had done the reading, telling me something about the biology seminar boy, not asking me any

Avery's POVHe drove and I did not say anything for the first ten minutes.The city went past the window and I watched it without seeing it. Shops. Traffic lights. People on pavements who had no idea what their Friday evening was. The heat from the car vents was warm against my face and I kept my hands flat on my thighs and I breathed carefully and evenly and told myself I was fine.I was fine.I had made it through the whole afternoon without crying and I was absolutely not going to do it now in the passenger seat of Liam's car on a Friday evening when the hard part was done and the recording was with Administrator Hargrove. There was no need for me to hold myself together again.That was the problem, actually. There was no need to hold myself together.I lasted another four minutes.The crying came without warning, the way it came when you had been holding something too hard for too long and your body just decided it was done waiting for you to be ready. I turned toward the window s