SIX YEARS AGO

"Not like that" I said frowning as Charlotte adjusted the blanket taking it all up leaving me empty. She chuckled finally letting go and sitting up.

She was having a sleepover at my house because her mum was traveling and wouldn't be back for a couple of days, she left with Jessie. Her dad was also busy with his new wife so, I was left with her.

I wouldn't deny the joy it brought me, Amo had gone to visit dad for the holiday, so I kind of had her to myself.

I sat up too, holding the blanket between us.

"This is big enough to cover the both of us" I commented and she nodded removing her glasses folding it neatly and putting it on the nightstand. I blinked momentarily distracted.

God, she was beautiful without her glasses and goddamn cute with it. But I liked her just the way she was. She turned around staring at me blinking cutely, I rolled my eyes.

She always do that, she knew she was wrong but managed to bribe her way out.

"I would just arrange it" I said my attention going back to the blanket, I knew she was watching me, hell, she always watched me.

"There you go" I said drawing in a breath glancing at the blanket that covered us. She yawned sleepily.

"I'm feeling sleepy" she muttered lying back down on the bed, pulling the blanket to her chin. I stared down at her, she was cute.

I laid on my side reaching for the light and turning it off. I felt her immediately stiffen next to me. She had always been scared of the dark, but she never told me why.

I turned around reaching for her and pulling her into my small chest. It oddly felt like she belonged at my side —to me.

I sighed pressing a kiss into her hair.

"Should I turn the lights on?" I asked knowing she would say no, just like she always did.

She shook her head settling against me, her head tucked into the crook of my neck. I patted her hair.

"Why are you scared of the dark?" I asked quietly silently wishing she'd give me an answer.

"Nothing, I just have a phobia for the dark " she mumbled raising her head, staring at me through glassy green eyes. I knew her vision was kind of blurry, but she could still make out my face.

I looked away saying nothing, just running my fingers through her hair softly. Soon enough, her heavy breaths filled the room. She was asleep.

I turned the light on propping myself up on my free elbow, I stared at her face. She was lying to me, there was something she wasn't telling me.

There was something that scared her why wouldn't she tell me huh? I would always protect her. Her ruby lips parted lightly and she muttered something before nuzzling closer into me.

I continued stroking her hair. She should be mine, I found her first but instead I was leaving her for him. He never had the courage yet to tell how he felt, and she never knew I had a brother.

No one knew because he wanted nothing to do with me. I sighed turning the lights off. She just wasn't mine.