Kyle had left late that night and it was safe to say my brother didn’t make any attempts to speak to him. We just sat up in my room talking, Kyle would at times try to get things a little more heated but Adrian's face just kept popping up in my mind putting a massive pause on that.
Eventually, it got so late, he offered to leave and pick me up in the morning. I declined to enjoy the brisk walk.
I woke up early in the morning; I really don't think I could stand looking at Adrian again still. I was the first to get up and leave. I walked to school feeling the cold wind blow against my pale skin, wondering what it would feel like to kiss him again. Adrian of course. Sometimes, there was just no point in fighting those thoughts. The differences between him and Kyle always playing in the back
