Brotherly Love

Jack and Alex's parents get married making them step-brothers, but the two end up sharing a little bit more than just brotherly love. [Jalex.]


4. Chapter Four

I slept fine for most of the night, occasionally I would hear Alex running out of the room to throw up. I guess he can’t really hold his alcohol, I really shouldn't be saying anything though. I’ve never gotten drunk before. By the looks of Alex at the moment, getting drunk wasn't really something I wanted, maybe once in my life just to have that experience, but not really any time soon. 

I was currently just laying on my bed with my headphones in listening to my phone on shuffle. I was going through it changing all the settings and downloading apps. I never had and iPhone before, Alex’s dad bought one for my mother and I last week so we could have a way to call them and other people. He really was a nice guy. I was just scrolling through FaceBook, of like friends, when I heard Alex groan from his bed and get up running to the bathroom for maybe the fourth time this morning. I locked my phone and got up throwing it on my bed. I walk to the bathroom where Alex had his head practically in the toilet, throwing up more. I don't even know what's left to throw up though. 

I walked over to him rubbing his back. He leaned back, sitting on his knees still holding the edge of the toilet to steady himself. “You okay?” I asked him. He looked up up at me and nodded. His eyes were slightly red and puffy. He looked exhausted still, like whatever sleep he got did nothing for him. I flushed the toilet and helped Alex off the ground. “You should take a shower.” I told him. I really felt like a mom right now, but I didn't know how much his dad knew about him partying, probably a lot, but I didn't want to take the chance. Alex nodded at my suggestion. I turned the water on for him and left the bathroom. I really hope he doesn't pass out and die in there. 

I went and sat back down on my bed looking at my phone again. I heard the shower door open and close, so I knew he got in just fine. I didn't really wanna help him get undressed, that would have been really awkward after last night. What drove him to kiss me, I had no clue. I thought about maybe asking him what was going on, but Alex had a little bit of an anger problem sometimes, so I didn't want to bring it up right away. 

I leaned back, resting against the headboard of the bed, and sighed. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss, or well, kisses, since it happened twice. My lips tingled a little thinking about it. Each kiss was short and kind of sloppy, but I liked them. I never got butterflies like I did last night. it was wrong though. He was technically my brother, well step-brother, but still. The feelings reminded me of the first guy I ever had a crush on, Zack. It was only last year and we did everything with each other, like any other ‘love’ story, we got together and gave each other everything. Eventually he moved away and long distance just didn't work. I didn't think I would get those feelings back for a long time, but soon enough, they were here, but towards my own stepbrother.


I kept scrolling through my phone and listening to music. It was about an hour later, Alex appeared from the bathroom with only a towel draped loosely around his hips. My jaw dropped slightly at the sight. This was a lot better than the first time I saw him change. This time he had crystal water droplets that littered his skin. His hair was wet and framing his face, he had a really great body. I needed to stop before my thoughts went too deep about what I wanted to do to him, or have him do to me. I didn't know how long I was staring until Alex snapped me out of my thought. 

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Alex mumbled and went over to his drawers pulling out some boxers and a shirt. Fuck, this isn’t right. Hes my stepbrother, not some other guy. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly trying to calm myself. That was a problem with me, I was really easy to turn on. Alex dropped the towel, leaving himself exposed in front of me. My eyes widened at him, was he turned on too? “Privacy, please?” he said and turned around. I looked at my wall and mentally slapped myself. I could feel the red rush to my cheeks. This isn’t going to end well.

A couple minutes later, Alex told me I could turn back around. To my disappointment he was dressed now, just in boxers and a t-shirt. He was really attractive, I hated that. Why out of everybody on the planet, did my stepbrother have to be one of the most attractive people on the planet. “Enjoy the show?” he asked, with a smart ass smirk playing on his lips. I think I like drunk Alex best. I rolled my eyes looking away and back at him. He came over to my bed and laid down so his head was near the wall and his legs were dangling off the side of the bed.

“About last night,” he started. Oh, shit. This can't be good. “Thank you.” I looked at him confused. 

“For what?” I asked.

“Just, going to get me and making sure I was okay… Thanks. Usually I end up passed out somewhere and it doesn't end well.” he gave a fake chuckle, but quickly grabbing his head a groaning. “fuck.” he muttered. 

“It’s no problem. The hangover I guess is a pretty good punishment.” I said laughing at him and hit his shoulder lightly. 

“Haha, very funny, Barakat.” I rolled my eyes after that. I hated it when people used my last name. It was quiet for a while. I just looked at his chest, rising and falling as he breathed. It was a little wet not since he was kind of wet when he put his shirt on. 

“Can I ask you something?” I said and he moved his arm from his eyes. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at me. “Okay um… Last night... you um… you kissed me, twice actually and-”

“Yeah, I'm sorry about that.” he cut me off from my sentence. He sat up leaning against the wall now.

“It’s okay, I was just kind of wondering, are you like, gay, or something?” I asked him. He shuffled a little in his spot and sighed. “You don't have to tell me, I was just kind of curious.” he shrugged.

“It’s fine. I guess you kind of want an explanation about what happened anyway, right?” I nodded a little. “I guess to answer your question, no, I'm not gay, but,” he said stopping and looking at his hands in his lap, playing with his fingers. “But, I'm not exactly straight either.” he looked back at me, chewing on the inside of his bottom lip.

“Are you like, bisexual, or something?” he shrugged his shoulders. I gave him another confused look and he sighed.

“Kind of maybe, like, yeah I like girls, I’ve had girlfriends and I did like them a lot. But, Its a weird feeling, I’ve been looking at guys differently, like,” he stopped, thinking for a second. “I'm really attracted to them, y’know. Its weird.” he kept looking at me and I nodded. “So, again, sorry about the kiss. I tend to get my ‘gay’ side come out.” he laughed hitting my shoulder. I laughed too. I really liked his smile, when he was really happy. I’ve only been here a few weeks, but I started to get the hang of when he was actually happy and when he was faking. I guess Alex got the idea I was thinking a lot, so he asked me about what. 

“What are you thinking about? You look kind of out of it.”

“Just how sucky you kiss,” I smirked and looked at him. His jaw was dropped in a playful disbelief. 

“What? I’ve been told I am a fantastic kisser.” He said, his voice kind f cocky and he placed his hand on his chest acting really dramatic. I was happy the mood was lifted a lot now.

“Well,” I said in a high voice. “You’re okay, but I've had better.” which was kind of a lie, kind of truth. He kept his Jaw dropped. I just laughed at him.

“No,” he said shaking his head I cocked an eyebrow at him. “I'm definitely better than whoever you’ve been kissing. I am the kiss master and there is nothing that you or anyone can say about it.” he smirked cockily again. 

“Mhm, right. Keep telling yourself that.” I said and sat up straighter, laughing at how defensive he was getting about his kissing, even though it was all just in good fun. 

“I am!” he said again. I made another mumbling sound and looked down at my hands. I looked back up at him, he had that weird thinking face of his on again. 

“Were you turned on when I got out of the shower?” he asked me randomly. 

“No.” I said quickly, to defend myself. 

“Mhm.” he said. Does he want to start this fight too. “I bet you were. I saw you staring.”

“Only because you're so ugly.” I said. It might have been a little harsh, but I didn't want him to know that I actually found him attractive. He laughed again. “You couldn't turn me on even if you tried.” he got a weird smirk on his face. “What?”

“Nothing.” he said, his face changing. I looked back down at my hands since it was a little awkward. He scooted closer to me, making me look up at him. He looked at me for a second and I just looked back. He leaned in attaching our lips again. He stayed there for a second before pulling back and looking at me. He didn't move far though, his breath still lingered on my lips. I brought my hands up resting them on his shoulders and bring him back to kiss me again. He leaned into me, pushing me back on the mattress a little. He actually was a really good kisser, he was kind of intoxicating. 

We stayed making out a little, he pushed himself into me more, forcing a tiny moan like sound from my mouth, it felt good, but that was also what brought me back to reality. My eyes shot open and I pushed his back on his knees by his chest. I sat up and moved as far back against the headboard as I could. No, no, no. I can not make out with him. Its wrong. Both of our breathing was heavy lips plumped and bright pink. 

“Sorry,” he mumbled and shifted backwards. 

“It’s fine, but,” I stopped looking at him. he looked up at me too, a little bit of a daze still in his eyes. “You’re my brother,”

“step.” he said interrupting me. 

“Yeah, stepbrother. We can't do this. Maybe if we just knew each other and not this, maybe, but I can’t.” I told him. He nodded. 
“Yeah,” he said, agreeing with me.”It was just kissing anyway, it’s not like it met anything.” he said getting up and going over to his bed and laying down. Having him say it didn't mean anything hurt a little, but at the same time, it was what I wanted it to mean too, nothing. I looked at him on his bed, just staring at the ceiling now, still holding his head and rubbing circle on his temples.

Well, shit. This was a new one for me. I was falling for my stepbrother.

I did say this story moves kind of fast because its supposed to be short. So yes, it escalated quickly. Don’t forget to tell me what you think.

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