“Sorry, I didn’t realise someone else was out here. I just wanted to get away from the party and all.” She’s looking flustered and overwhelmed. I want to make sure she is ok, but I don’t know how.“Is this seat taken?” She asks whilst pointing to the chair next to me. I simply shake my head in response.She moves to sit in there. I find myself drawing closer to her. There’s an unfamiliar feeling of warmth and comfortability when she sits down. One I need more of. “Hey I’m Em, your Kingston right you live with Cole and Miles?” She turns asking me.“Yeah sorry, I’m Kingston. Your brother should be inside and I’m sure I saw Miles with some dude in the corner before.” I nod my head toward the door she just came from.“Good for him. And Cole yeah I know where he was.” She states with a huff.We stare out looking over the balcony gazing at the city in front of us. It’s silent but a comfortable silence, one I find peaceful almost.“So what are studying?” She breaks the silence as
It’s been three days. And I can’t forget. I try my best to distract myself. Studying. Watching Grey’s. Calling Damien. Hanging out with the girls.Everything to avoid him. I haven’t been to Glazes in three days. My favourite coffee spot.I wish it was different, but I don’t know what I would do if I saw him. So avoiding him seems like the best option.I haven’t seen Cole either. After he yelled at me at the party he kept his distance. I don’t know what I would say to him either. I shouldn’t care. But he’s my older brother. I’m 20 it really isn’t any of his business who I kiss. Well no it is. Since he lives with the guy. And the guy is one of his best friends and teammates. I really didn’t think this through, did I. A simple yes. And everything changed, again.I want another kiss. That’s hard to get when you’re avoiding him. My inner voice tells me.And don’t get me started on when I told the girls. Their reactions were let’s say excited.I pulled a Josie. Pulling everyo
Coach is trying to kill us.After one and a half hours of gruesome training, he still isn’t giving in.Blood, sweat and tears.I’m slightly distracted. Every empty second my mind finds it fills with sensations from that night.I can’t escape it, even though I’m trying. She wants to act like it didn’t happen, I will try do the same. key word try.It won’t leave me. I can’t forget it. Ok, I’m not actively trying to forget it, so maybe that’s the problem.Lying to Cole as well has been eating away at me too.I love him like a brother and it’s hard looking at him, eating breakfast with him, playing video games with him, watching suits in living room whilst he’s there. When he doesn’t even know I made out with his sister on the weekend.And loved every second of it.I wished I kissed her and everything I felt left. But it only intensified ten fold.“JAMES! Pull your head out of your ass! And get back to it!” Coach snaps at me, clearly a witness to my dazed state.Cole looks over
She’s ignoring me again. My texts have gone unanswered.Cole found out, he told me.He was surprisingly calm.He was actually happy. Well up until he told me “Don’t break her fucking heart or I’ll break you.”Yeah, that certainly worked. I haven’t texted her again.I’m not worried I will break her heart. If I ever have the pleasure of holding it.Giving it life and love. Making her smile. Fulfilling her dreams.But, I’d be lying if I told you I wasn’t scared to see the wrath of the Fitzgerald brothers protecting their little sister.I know what I would do to someone who hurt my sister. So both of them, coming after me. Makes me want to rethink everything.I like her. A lot.I want to see where things could go.Could I fall in love? Yes. As easily as ordering coffee.But it’s just that. Can I have another person. Just to them push them away. “King hurry the fuck up. We’re late as it is already.” Miles yells from the ground floor.“Coming” I respond.“That’s what she
One minute, I’m watching Cole dance on a table with a red solo cup in his hand. The next he is tumbling down.I immediately stand up. Being the only sober person left at this party. Again, something I didn’t want to come too.I hear the crack. Of a bone. Shit. He needs an ER now. Like right now.I lean down to lug him up with the help of Miles. Who grabs my keys. Pushing through the crowd.We get Cole out of the party and into my car. The local hospital is like a 10 minute drive from campus so it shouldn’t take long at all to get there. I contemplate ringing Em and telling her. But I don’t know if she will even pick up.Where did she even go when she left during the game.We beat Harvard 2-1 in the end. Hence the party and celebrations. And the reason for Cole on the table drunk dancing. We arrive at the ER, as Miles has sobered up enough to get Cole out and is currently holding him upright. He isn’t really totally with it. He knocked his head on the way down. But all I
I haven’t slept. I spent all night next to Cole.Just a broken arm. A concussion. Nothing major.But without Kingston, it could have been worse.After the 7th time of me thanking him, he told me it’s okay and he understands.They left around 2am. After Dam and Tate arrived.Tate looked adorable in her little pink pyjama set and Mr. Cuddles in hand. Damien looked sleep deprived and angry.I was the same up until Miles told me what he did and Kingston told he how he did it.Drunk dancing on a table. Really. Cole. Really.“Em, you should go home. Get some sleep and a shower. Come back when he is getting discharged and will spend the day with the four of us.” Damien whispers in my ear, to not wake Tate or Cole up.“But-” I go to speak.“Go home, Emmy. I texted Miles to pick you up. He’ll be here in 5. Ok, if something happens I’ll ring you.” He responds, not taking no for an answer.I get up kiss Tate on the forehead, squeeze Cole’s hand which I haven’t let go of since I graspe
“Hey Em, can you bring the bottle with you when you come back?” Sutton yells from the living room. “Yep, anything else before I sit down?” I respond.“Nah all good. We have everything.” Addison adds.Whilst listing off everything we might need that’s in front of her on the table.Wine. Netflix. Snacks. Face masks.We have on our matching sweat sets. Along with our matching wine glasses.2 years running and we still go all out for our simple Sunday’s.Sundays are for the girls. Yesterday, was fun catching up and seeing Tate and Dam in person for the first time in a while. I still haven’t spoken to Cole. But to be honest, it isn’t worth it. He knows what he did was wrong and after the looks he shared with Damien I know that he already coped it enough.I head back to the living room. Wine in hand. It’s 5 o’clock somewhere, right.After everything that has happened in the last few days, it totally slipped my mind to ask Josie about her date. And I’m her best friend. I need a
It’s Sunday, meaning the boys and I hang out at home watching NHL replays, drinking some beer and eating some pizza. A lot of it. We are 5 growing men. We go through one each easy.We’re on the second game of the day. We never agree on movies or shows. So the ice hockey is a save bet to watch. Dillon sits on the floor in front of our long grey couch, Miles is in the corner looking uninterested. Cole is sitting next to me and Austen is asleep on the other side of me. I turn to Cole “How you feeling after yesterday?” Referring to his concussion and wrist.“Not to bad. Em was worried. I hate doing that do her. Coach ripped into me. But wrist should heal quickly. No practice for me for a bit. Em was pissed, but she hasn’t spoken to me since yesterday and Damien already yelled at me at how it would affect Em and why I can’t do it again. I swear he will put an ankle monitor on me, if I play up again. He texted Miles to make sure I don’t drink.” He spills out to me.“Yeah Emerson was re