"I'm here to look after you," I secretly rolled my eyes and hold the door and block his way inside since he was about to step inside. "Your boyfriend told me you're alone. He wants to keep his girlfriend company, so he sent me here," he said, sarcastically. My brows furrowed and my hands stop from moving.
"What? Boyfriend? My boyfriend?" I laugh, hysterically. I felt a little relieved now than before. He just look at me with his cold facial expression with a sly smile on his face. Before I could see it clearly, he put on a straight face. "Who said that? I can't believe I have sweetheart already!" I continue laughing.
"Isn't it true? The guy living here with you." I scoff, knowing who he's referring to.
"Ow yeah, I forgot, Ayden is my boyfriend," I stressed, teasing him. "How can I forgot about me having a boyfriend when my boyfriend left just a minute ago?" He seemed to notice and rolled his eyes, irritated. I put a straight face as he is. "I'm sorry but I don't need someones accompanies right now. See, I love being alone so go away from here. About what my boyfriend said, don't listen to him, he is being overprotected again. I don't know why he even bothers you to look after me when he knows you're a guy and I am a girl."
I scoff, imagining Ayden standing in front of me while I am shouting and throw a pillow on him. I can kill him in my head now. "Go back to your house, I don't want to bother someone. Don't bother me too." I closed the door.
Before I could do it fully, a hand sneak in between, making the door collided with his hand making him hiss in pain. I poke my cheeks inside, frustrated. "Serves you right, why need to stop the door by closing by using your hand, are you crazy? You can push it through." I scoff.
"Can you be a little nice to me?" He frowns, massaging the part where it hurts.
"Why would I? It's your fault though," I smirk at him. His expression turns dark, I look at his arm and it turning red which makes me alarm. "Aish! Come inside!" I open the door wide for him and walk to where the first aid kit was and went back to him, already sitting on the couch, looking around the living room, and even checking the upstairs by just bending his head.
"You look like a thief," I said. I sat beside him. "Give me your hand!" I slightly shout. Out of getting shocked, he immediately give his hand to me, I put it on my lap as I pressed the ice to it. We wouldn't want to see bruises on our bodies, would we? For sure, him being egoistic, we all know that he doesn't want to let something ruin his handsome figure.
I press the ice to it, as he hisses in pain. "Can you be a little gentle?" He groan and pulled his hand away from my lap and caressed it.
"I always do that to myself, it's fun though." I fake laugh. I pulled his hand away from him and to lap and moved to put the ice to him but a little gently now. After doing so, I put on some bandages to stop the circulation of his blood from that part and to stop bruising.
"I'm done. You go away from here." I didn't look at him, I know he's staring at me while I'm pressing a cube of ice into his arms, until now, I feel his eyes were still on mine. I stand up.
"It is still painting, okay? Why can't I stay here, I am also looking after you today until next week." I rolled my eyes.
"First, you can't fool me, I am not an idiot like you. You hurt your right arm not your legs." I point at it as he groans in embarrassment. "And secondly, didn't you hear me a while go? I like to be alone, so you don't have to bother me and I can't be bothered too. Go." I point the way to the door, he looks at me before the door with sad eyes? I scoff, he can't fool me.
"You tell me to leave that night and I go, you know why? Because it was night, now that is day time, I won't go." He crosses his arms across his chest making me click my tongue and look away from him for a second because of the shock of his response.
"You need to do something, right? Me too, I have a lot of papers to do and also, I have to meet some parents of my students so go." He stayed there, in the same position. I was close to shouting at him when my phone in my room starts to ring. I look at him with a death glare, "Go, don't wait for me to make you go." I gritted my teeth together as I run upstairs to get my phone.
I look at the caller I.D as I am walking towards the stair to the living room. "Hello, boyfriend!" I greeted, sarcastically. I just get a hysterical laugh from Noah from the other line.
"How is it? Is it fun? Did something happen now? Did he use—"
"Shut up, boyfrie. I am not in the mood as some idiot make a scene just to get inside my house and take advantage of it and picks to stay inside." I glare at Hunter who's still sitting on the couch.
"That's sweet—"
"Ayden..?" Someone said on the other line making them; Ayden and Noah stop laughing. "Long time no see-"
"Ayden? Hey, are you still in there?" I ask. The middle-aged man; I guess by just hearing his voice. I can't understand his words as the speaker seems to close, "Hell—o." The call ended.
"He's cheating? What a shame.." I glared at Hunter.
"Will you shut up?" I look at my phone again and click the call button to Noah's number, hands were shaking. Ayden doesn't end the call without saying goodbye or saying I love you. And it seems like they are with someone which makes me more curious and worried.
"Just break up—"
"We're not together, he's my freaking brother, Hunter! Brother!" I shouted, frustrated. He's taken aback at my sudden burst out.
"Hey, calm down." I continue gritting my teeth and my vexation increased as soon as Noah didn't pick my call. I call their number for like how many times now but no one answered.
"Shit!" I cursed.
"Why are you being like that?" Asked Hunter.
"He ended the call without even saying goodbye or anything then some middle-aged man by his voice spoke, calling my brother's name. And his voice seems so surprised and a little bit serious." I massage my temple. He stops for a minute then thinks of something before he went to the kitchen. I ignore him and look at my phone once again but nothing happened, no one calls me back.
To be continued.