Romans & histoires Noah Kahan Siblings

“Owen, I think you were set up. Is Hazel really pregnant?” “Yep! She tried to say it was mine, but now I know the truth. Goddess I can’t wait to tell your sister and brother. I swear that man is going to murder me if he gets a chance.” “I am pretty sure Noah doesn’t care about me after what they did to me.” I snort. “I don’t mean those idiots from Crystal Lake; I mean your family from the North. Your brother, Brandt, Is one intense motherfucker… I really like him.” He says the last sentence very nonchalantly like they have been best buds forever.

Lane I needed to look into Noah's past. We had no other information except for the death of his parents and a twin sister. That misfortune was enough reason to leave him where he is right now. I had requested Carrigan to compile whatever they knew about him and send me the file. It was delivered this morning but I wanted to speak to Noah myself first.

“How do you know me?” “Because I've seen your pictures.” “Where?” Noah looked at Daniel. “From him.” Lina stepped closer. “Are you really my brother?” Noah nodded. “Yes.” “How old are you?” “Twenty-two.” Lina stared at him. “If you're my brother, why have I never heard about you?” “Because I wasn't supposed to exist.” Daniel looked away. Lina frowned. “What does that mean?” Noah took a breath. “Your mother had me before she met Anthony.”

The summer heat had teeth, sharp and merciless, gnawing through cotton T-shirts and the thin fabric of restraint. I had no business being here. But I was. In Kelsey's kitchen, sipping cheap lemonade from a plastic cup, legs tucked under me on the high stool—trying very, very hard not to glance at the man standing by the open fridge. Noah. Her older brother. He was shirtless. Again. Of course he was. “You always stare like that?” he asked, without looking up, casually reaching for a water bottle. His back flexed, muscles shifting under golden skin like a quiet dare.

He even voluntarily helped Ghino remove the dirt from his glimmering tuxedo. "Are you okay?" I continued, still worried that something bad would happen to his balls. "Do you need to go to the hospital and get it checked?" "I'm better now, Elaine. Thank you," Ghino replied with his sharp and deadly eyes still fixed on my brother. "Is he the brother you've mentioned who needs to find a job here in New York?" he asked. "Yes, that's me, brother-in-law." Noah eagerly stretched out his open palm toward Ghino. "My name is Noah Fisher, 30 years old, Elaine's older brother and the eldest among the siblings."

Yet for the moment, I stayed quiet, getting my thoughts together. He had never talked about his family much, I hadn't even realised he had a brother before I unfortunately had to meet him myself. I knew his father was a rich man and wanted his son to be homeschooled but Noah had wanted to go to a public school so he was sent to live with his aunt, only visiting his parents during the summer.

They both are like my fathers. "You both act like kids, dads." I said as Adam snickered beside me. Our brother Noah who is the eldest kid in the home successfully pursued his career as an architect in Boston. We all miss him so much. He visits us whenever he gets time. He must come home when his semester holidays show up. "I want chocolates." Hailey pouted at Raymond. Raymond handed his chocolates to her without grunting. "Good boy!" My mom kissed his cheeks as he smiled at us proudly.