Ian's POV

I stood drink in my hand bored out of my mind listening to the blonde talking in front of me. Sure she was hot but, I lost interest minutes ago when she started talking about her dog or some shit. I just wanted to get her drunk enough so she would agree to do me a few favors. A few favors that we would both enjoy. I was drunk, but I wasn't the "fall on your ass" drunk most people at this party were going to be before they left. I fortunately still had my motor skills.

"So Emily thinks she's all that. I mean can you believe her? She says I'm not good enough to be on the cheerleading team. Please, she's running that team into the ground." She rambled on and on and on. Seriously did this girl have an off switch? "So I'm like I'm not good enough for the team? But you let the new girl, whats her name?... Oh yeah Storm. So she let her join with zero experience when I have been cheering since 3rd grade. She just doesn't like competition that's all." I took a deep breath. This girl was really pushing it."I mean-"

"Shut up!" I yelled

She gasped.

"Just please shut. the. fuck. up." I said more calmly. " I can't take it. I don't care about your freaking dog. I don't care about your fucking girly cheer or hormonal problems. And your laugh! Has anyone told you how fucking annoying that laugh is?!" I laughed nervously. "I mean seriously you sound like Barney from the fucking flinstone's."

Her chest started to heave up and down. Which was very attractive. I kind of wished I could take back what I said for a moment. But ladies and gentlemen we both know it's a little too late for that.

This show is about to begin in three, Two, One.

"Fuck you!" The blonde said. With those words I felt the stinging pain in my right cheek.

Rubbing my face I smirked. "What do you think I been trying to get you to do for the last half an hour?"

She opened her mouth then closed it. She opened her mouth again to say something but, I guess she decided against it. Frustrated she groaned loudly and stomped away.

I took another drink from my beer and turned around just in time to see storm stumble into the kitchen.

Trying to act normal as possible I headed towards her.

As I got closer Storm had taking a sip of her drink which I'm assuming was a little too strong for her since she started coughing like she was dying. I grabbed a napkin off the counter and squirmed out of the grasp of an girl who tried to drag me to dance. I walked up and handed it to her. Without even looking up she choked a thank you and grabbed the napkin from my hand.

"A bit stronger than your used to?" I asked amused.

She looked up in pure embarrassment. "Yeah, you should know I'm not that much of a drinker." She slurred.

"I can't tell!" I shouted over the music that had just started playing. Right now FDB by Young Dro was playing. Almost everyone in the crowd was doing the now famous dance that Comedian Kevin Hart had made up. I laughed slightly looking over at the ridiculous crowd, but quickly turned my attention back to storm.

"What?" She shouted back confused.

"Your slurring."

"That doesn't mean I'm drunk." She replied crossing her arms.

She started to walk away and almost instantly started to sink down to the floor. I caught her arm and started to walk, my grip tightened when she stumbled. She let me support her weight allowing me to guide her outside.

Storm's POV

I was beginning to walk away from the overly confident jerk when I felt an overwhelming desire to sink to the floor. But I didn't reach it. Instead, I felt Ian's strong hand take hold of me and start to lead me away from the crowded kitchen. His grip around my arm tightened when I stumbled. I let my weight be supported and allowed Ian to to guide me to wherever we were going.

"You should really go easy on that stuff." Ian said sitting me down on the bench.

"On what?" I asked confused.

His expression turned from one of concern to amusement. "What you were drinking that stuff is kind of strong."

I laid my head on his shoulder and felt him tense up a little, but he quickly relaxed. I wouldn't normally do that, but now I could care less. "I only had that one sip. I popped a pill before that." I said.

Ian sat up and turned me towards him. "What pill?" He asked curiously.

"The one Micah gave me." I admitted trying to lay down. I felt really sleepy, but Ian's firm grip on my shoulders prevented me. "Xanni-xanax" I said trying to remember the words.

"That little bitch." Ian said more to himself than to me. "Oh not you, not you." He quickly confirmed. He then giggled. "not that you care. I don't think your brother is going to be very happy that your high." Ian laughed this time.

"Micah has never seen my brother angry." I laughed with him.

"Let me go inform your brother of your latest..." There was a slight pause. "Misadventure." Ian shook his head while standing up from the bench. I giggled at the thought of him referring to me trying a drug as a misadventure. He started to walk, right before reaching the stairs he turned back towards me. "Time to shut the party down."

Ian disappeared into the house and I knew it wouldn't be long before the few people who were in ear shot at the time found out what Ian meant by "shut down the party"

Just as I finished my thought the music stopped abruptly and I heard my brothers booming voice. "Where is that asshole?! Where is he?!" Of course all of the people hanging on the porch and side walk started to run towards the house to see what the chaos was about. I got up to follow knowing I couldn't let this get out of hand, but unlike everyone else I walked towards the house in a calmly matter. This was just something else I was use to with my brother. I walked into the house just as Micah was coming in from the backyard.

"What happened to my fucking music!" I heard Micah yell/slur. He was completely oblivious to the fact that he might be getting his ass kicked any second. I would usually go into protector mode and try to protect anyone my brother was trying to abuse, but for some strange reason I decided to sit back and let this play out.

"I'm going to kill you, you bastard!" Almost out of nowhere my brother came and pinned Micah up to the wall behind him. "Woah, whats your problem?" Micah laughed. My brother looked like he was ready to murder him. This was usually the time I stepped up but was I? No.

I know you may think it was my choice to take the pill, it's not right for me to sit there and let this happen and all this extra bullshit, But I have a very valid reason.

Say I step into this fight (like I have a million times before), and my brother calms down (which he always does when I step up), and say Micah and my brother makes up (which they are because no one wants to be on my brothers bad side), and say he makes the same mistake again (which he will regardless if I step in or not). I figure he sees my brother mad and witness the force of his blows and maybe in the future it would discourage him from making anymore mistakes.

I know I'm a bad persons right?

"Why did you give my sister the pills?" My brother said sending a forceful blow that connected with Micah's jaw. Micah tempted to protect himself by putting his hands in front of his face. He was the bigger one out of the two, but my brother was no doubt the strongest. Micah tempted to sink to the ground due to the amount of pain he was feeling in his face, but Jon held him up in front of him. "I swear to God you little pussy if you don't answer me!" My brother said pulling his fist back. "I just wanted her to loosing up a bit and have fun." Micah answered truthfully.

Wrong choice of words I thought shaking my head. "Loosing her up so you can have sex with her?!" Like I predicted Micah's choice of words only made my brother angrier and he punched him in the nose letting him fall to the floor this time. "Huh? Was that it? You wanted to take advantage of her?" Jon was about to hit him again but Ian stepped in between them.

"Dejontay he's had enough." Ian's voice was calm.

My brother turned around and realized the crowd standing around. A few people who were recording quickly put their phones away. "What the fuck are you all staring at-" he spat. "Go back to your party." A few seconds later someone cut on the music and everyone went about their business like nothing even happened.

Jon walked away and towards the door where I was standing. "It's time to go." He paused when I didn't move it was kind of scary seeing him like this. "Now!" The authority in his voice told me not to question him and I followed him and Ian to the car.

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"You know you didn't have to overreact like that." I said getting out of the car and slamming the door.

"You didn't have to take the pills." My brother replied back.

"I can take care of myself." I mumbled.

"What do you think would have happened if Ian wasn't there?" He said catching up to me. "Huh?"

I stopped in my tracks and turned around. "You do this shit entirely to much. This is my life Jon. I have to stay here and deal with these people."

"And I guess I don't?"

"That's different you can just up and leave when you want, and Ian can just go back to being the asshole who acts like I don't even exist." I argued pointing at Ian. Who knows by experience not to get in between us arguing. "Don't you get it? You create all this mess for me and I have to be the one who fixes it." With that said I stormed into the house and upstairs to my room.

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I awaken around 2 in the morning with a dry mouth and a strange tingling feeling in my body. I got out of my bed and heard someone talking. I knew it wasn't Jon because he was so drunk earlier he probably pasted out when he stepped foot in his room. I walked out of my room and headed for the stairs. The kitchen light was on. Who ever was talking must be on the phone. I couldn't really make out what they were saying, but decided I should be quiet just in case it was some kind of murderous gang that has come to kill me. I reached the end of the stairs and saw a guy facing the counter. I calmed down when I realized it was Ian. And since he obviously didn't realize me standing by the steps I decided to make my presence known.

"I didn't know you was spending a night." I stated walking over to the isle in the middle of the kitchen.

"Oh shit!" He said turning around. "I'll call you back." He put his phone down on the counter. "Haven't your mother told you not to sneak up on people like that."

"I didn't sneak up on you-" I walked over and grabbed a cup out of the cabinet and got some water. "I made a clear statement as I was approaching you."

We were silent for a while just staring at each other. A boyish grin crept onto his face and he bit his bottom lip. I knew something was on his mind I just didn't know what. My breath slowed. He took a step forward closing the gap in between us.

"Why did you take the pill?" He asked.

"What?" His question caught me off guard. "I mean why not?" I said trying to act cool (which I failed at miserably).

I took a step back.

"Scared?" He murmured.

I scoffed. "No."

"Liar."

"I'm not scared of you." I said.

Ian arched his eyebrow in disbelief.

"I'm just scared of-"

"Liking me?" Ian offered.

"Yes. I mean no! Definitely not." I gripped the counter behind me for support. "You are very cocky aren't you?" I said pushing him back a little.

In one swift motion he grabbed my waist and lifted me onto the countertop. He slid his hat around so that the brim was facing backwards. My legs were dangling on both sides of him. His scent overwhelmed me. No this isn't right. Not this. Not Ian.

"I didn't avoid you while your brother was gone on purpose." Ian said.

"What?"

"I have a crush on you and we both know how your brother can be." his voice got husky. " If it wasn't for your brother you would have been mines."

"I have a boyfriend." I said.

He said nothing.

"It's really late shouldn't you be going?" I breathed.

"Go here?" Before i knew it his mouth was on my neck. "Or here?" He hovered over my lips for a split second before he kissed me.

I could still feel the warmth of him on my lips after he pulled away. It occurred to me I should say something, though for some reason I was too stunned to speak. It was just a little kiss, no big deal.

The big deal was that part of me, one I'd taken to ignoring for a long time, hadn't wanted him to stop. In fact, it had wanted more. Just knowing, however abstractly, that I'd been wanting my brothers bestfriend in such an inappropriate way made my cheeks burn.

Ian put two fingers under my chin and tilted me up to look at him. "Are you okay?"

Eyes still wide as a frightened little animal's I gazed up at him. I still couldn't speak. All I could do was nod. I was okay. I was perfectly fine. I just had to make my brain work again.

Fingers sliding along my jaw, then back, brushing over my lips, Ian smiled. "You look really beautiful tonight Storm. Even the lipstick suits you, strangely enough." He passed his thumb over my bottom lip and looked at it. "Strange that it doesn't come off."

I cleared my throat. It was a straightforward remark. Answering it should be easy. "Won't come off without the right liquid..." I inhaled sharply, shifting, refusing to acknowledge what had put that word on my lips. "I mean ,I mean..." I groaned and closed my eyes.

Chuckling Ian hovered close to my lips. "So it takes a special liquid to get it off?" His words sounded intentionally lewd. It made me want to smack him. That is until he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth.

Hands pressed against his chest I tried to reign in the control that was always so faultless, that had abandoned me now. Where it had gone I didn't know. I knew there was something in me screaming for me to make him stop, reminding me this was Ian, my brothers bestfriend, the bestfriend of my brother.

My hands had moved to his shoulders and I was clinging to him as he teased my lips with his tongue. I opened my mouth to say something, I couldn't remember what. He took it as an invitation and dipped his tongue into my mouth.

I moaned, a frenzy of pleasure burning through my blood. He played the tip of his tongue against mine, gently sucking on it. A need within taking me, overcoming any thought of protest.

The scent of him filled me, woodsy cologne and a trace of car grease. Whimpers passed from me through our close pressed lips, the agony of desire I'd never before been plagued with almost painful. Shifting my hips I pulled away, bowing my head, fighting to catch my breath.

Ian laughed softly and slid his hat back around. His mouth was the only part of his face I could see beneath it, and it curved into a mischievous smile. "Your not as scared as I thought you were Princess."

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Authors note: So this might be the last update I'm not sure. I just lost my interest in writing. I will try to keep the story going but if I don't you know why.

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