Dear Brother

Dear Love

"When a man is in love or in debt, someone else has the advantage." ~ Bill Balance

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He always looked like a Greek God. His hair a mess, chest breathing slowly, plump lips, the love bite i had laid on his neck. He was honestly a beautiful view to look at each morning. I thought about it, how things would have been different if he had found me attractive in high school; maybe i wouldn't be this cold, maybe I would actually be a happy college girl, maybe I would have loved him at this moment, just maybe.

"What are you thinking about love ?" He asked his green eyes fluttering open and his voice still so sexy and hoarse. I loved his morning voice.

"Nothing." I tried to get out of his grip but he only pulled me closer. The ache between my thighs was an undeniable proof that last night, i was f****d hard. I don't even remember how many times, he made me release. I even tried new things like sucking d**k which wasn't such a bad experience if only Harry wasn't as big then maybe I would have taken all of him to the back of my throat.

"Harry ?" I turned to face him tracing the tiny stubble right under his chin.

"Yeah." He pulled me close kissing my jawline.

"Uhm are you-" i paused looking for the right words. "Are you sure you don't have any sexually transmitted diseases because we can't be f*****g without protection then-"

Harry instantly laughed before his piercing green eyes bored into mine.

"You really think that badly of me huh ?" He smirked but the disappointment was still visible.

"No- i mean I don't know." I tried explaining my thought but truth is I did think badly of him and it's not like he gave me a reason not to.

"Well even if I do there's nothing we can do because I already f****d you raw more than-" i cut him off, he had a playful smile on his face. "Love stop worrying, I f**k around but trust me I'm clean."

"Thanks for clarifying that but I have to go." I smiled giving him a peck on the lips but he decided to deepen the kiss making me groan. "No, Harry." I giggled a bit.

"Stay." He whispered.

"Harry no. I have to go besides why don't you visit Sofia or something. It must have been long since you saw her." He's smile faltered and he looked at me in disbelief.

"I broke up with her right after graduation." He said still looking at me. "You know, you should really start appreciating yourself because you are beautiful, smart, funny, sexy and you still compare yourself to average girls." He said caressing my neck with kisses. I thought about it for a second was it really true, it didn't matter. Why was he suddenly trying to stir my confident when he is the reason why it's broken.

"You are funny." I blushed still trying to move away from his grip.

"I'm serious Zaneh." He gently kissed my lips but I didn't respond.

"Look how about I look for you a girl friend ?"

"My girlfriend is already laying next to me in my bed right now, the girlfriend my father is aware of." He grimaced giving me a boyish grin that was undeniably sexy still shirtless with his tattoos quite visible.

"I'm not your girlfriend, I'm not stupid enough to think I would be the only flower in your garden." I giggled.

"Why do you keep pushing me away ?" He asked in a serious tone.

"Harry, this is stupid let me go." I faked a laugh.

"I'm not." He said pulling me back to his chest.

"Uhm-" i tried speaking but was cut off.

"You know in high school-"

"Stop, i don't want to hear it." I exclaimed.

"I was stupid, Zayn was stupid, we were all stupid." He added his free hand playing with the loose strands of my hair.

"Are you drunk because it too early." I nervously giggled, i giggled alot when I'm nervous.

"Zaneh, what are you doing to me ?" He asked but it was more to himself.

I simply shook my head. "Uhm nothing, I think you ain't feeling well maybe it's a fever." I laid my hand on his forehead as he looked at me.

"Or maybe I'm falling without even realising it."

I laughed, i couldn't keep a serious face listening to this Ludacris statement. I mean this is crazy, i mean love is just stupid excuse for people who have nothing to live for in life. Love is stupid. It's okay for everyone to fall in love but sooner or later they have to climb out of their mental instability.

"What's so funny ?" He asked he's green eyes with a solemn expression,i have never seen before.

"Nothing, it's just you are really sick because you keep imagining things that ain't there like what you supposedly feel right now. I know the s*x is great and that's maybe getting to your head and you feel like you are in love." I used my fingers to make inverted comas. "I won't stop f*****g you or letting you f**k me because you haven't said you love me. You don't have to feel the need to say it, i will still let you f**k me."

"You are probably right. I'm sorry." He said letting go of his grip around my waist. I sighed...atleast that talked him out of it.

I laughed to myself thinking about it..."or maybe I'm falling... such madness.

As I made of way to the ensuite bathroom, still in his shirt. I knew he was watching my every move as he laid on the headboard of the king sized bed. He looked like he was in deep thoughts...or rather confused.

Atleast we handled that in a calm manor, no so called broken hearts here.

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