Chapter 4

We go back to class, everyone signs up to join an academic club, I'm not sure which one to join so I'll think about it later.

I take Izy to the library and we sit at a table near the book desk, the best view to watch Noah in secret.

I'm sighing like a fool with my eyes not taking off from his movements.

" You are fine. " says Izy.

I am still distracted in my thoughts.

" You hear me Melek, you look like a woman who is about to give birth with those deep breaths," says Izy in bewilderment.

" What! " I answer

"What's wrong with you," asks Izy.

" I think I fell in love," I confess, muttering under my breath.

" From whom," says Izy.

" He's over there," she pointed to it with her lips.

" You like the librarian," says Izy.

" Lower your voice, do you want to announce it to the world or what." I reply.

" He is my dream man, you should hear his voice is not high pitched nor too low it is perfect and when he smiles he gets little wrinkles in his eyes while showing his teeth so perfect, like to give me that smile, he is considerate and kind he always helps me to get the books that are up to the top, I don't know but when I am near him I feel like I am a beautiful woman, because his sweet eyes see me.

" Cupid got through to you or what?" says Izy while smiling amused.

I get up and walk over to the book desk to turn in the one I checked out yesterday, I'm standing in front of Noah.

I watched him happily, smiled contentedly but my smile was erased when I saw Max standing next to me, at what moment he arrived.

Lately I've been running into him quite often.

"You have the book I asked for," says Max.

I'm going to ignore him even though I can feel his intense gaze, I suddenly feel uncomfortable.

"Are you finally going to the party? " Max asks.

I push my glasses and look up, I'm annoyed just listening to his irritating voice, especially that my crazy hormones have brought about a wet dream with this slimeball who keeps telling me chubby here, chubby there .

" You should come, I'm organizing the party as one of the university's promoters," Noah exclaims.

My heart is racing because Noah has just invited me, I shouldn't miss this opportunity to start a friendly relationship.

It is only one step to a relationship.

Max interrupts.

"I don't think parties are your environment is a bore.

" You shouldn't be rude, brother," Noah says.

What! said BROTHER to him, he is his impossible brother.

"Yes, I going to the party" answer quickly and rush out of the library.

But what's going on, why? If they don't even look like each other, what kind of bad luck is this, Noah is gentle, kind and considerate and Max is rude , irritating and arrogant they are like the Ying Yang of each other, they really will be blood brothers.

Impossible Max must be adopted.

I'm standing in the doorway and laughing to myself with those thoughts, when max approaches me .

"What's wrong with you, you've gone mongoloid after running," exclaims Max.

" Stop bothering me," I tell him with a murderous look on my face.

" I was wondering why you drew my brother on the first day of school and why are you suddenly changing your mind about the party, it makes me think that maybe you are in love with my brother," says Max confidently.

My face blushes suddenly, I'm embarrassed it can't be, he's watching me I must respond quickly .

" Enough of this nonsense, you have an exaggerated imagination. " I answer nervously.

" Really, and why is your face as red as a tomato," Max says laughing, as if he enjoys it.

He left me speechless, I don't know how to respond. How am I going to argue that, if he's right.

I just lower my gaze, adjusting my hair.

" Do you like my brother that much? I don't know what's so great about him," says Max.

I feel like I'm going to explode, my nerves, my emotions are on edge.

He shouted at her without thinking.

" I don't ask him to like it, I just want to see his face, that's all wrong with it " my eyes crystallize and my eyes shine as if I wanted to cry.

" I regret that the person I like is your brother.

I run away from there, I don't know why I exploded in front of max but he just pushed me away with his questions, he irritated me so much that it just came naturally to me how dare he embarrass me like that I can't help but feel, I'm a fool crying why I confessed my feelings to my first love's brother.

POV Max

Tattoos always attract the attention of the eyes and prejudice goes along with it, it is a primitive conditioned way of judging people by their appearance.

I have three tattoos in total, the most painful is the one on my Adam's apple, it's a lotus flower represents my spiritual growth and expansion in the face of adversity.

I also have the portrait of my deceased mother on the back of my hand two years ago, the other one is on my left rib are Roman numerals vertically.

My name is Max Evans I'm 21 years old, I'm the black sheep of my family, in other words my father's pain in the ass, I've been a bit of a troublemaker these past two years.

In my family everyone is successful, my father is a famous plastic surgeon and my older brother is the librarian of one of the best universities in the country.

I am currently in my second year of digital animation and I was also part of the swimming club, so I got into Harvard University on an athletic scholarship.

This superficial bad boy image, attracts a lot of curious girls, so I make the most of it, I don't believe in love although it wasn't always like that, I have also fallen in love in the past but that experience was just an unpleasant memory.

I have close friends with whom I share time and craziness.

Alex is the funniest Asian I have ever met.

Diego is the strongest of all, he works out a lot.

Mattew is the decent kid in the group, all part of the swim club.

The first day is always boring, with orientation.

So the boys and I are off to swim training.

I practice my butterfly style, a lot of pretty girls are going to watch to see us in swimsuits.

The pool is really as big as a soccer field, with a crystalline reflection when I am in the water I feel my body floating in the immensity and serene my soul, it calms me down.

I get out of the pool and am drying off with a towel sitting on a bench.

I see a girl approach me, she is Chloe a very pretty young woman, curly blonde hair with blue eyes she has a very sexy and toned body, she is tall like a professional model, I have had casual sex with her a couple of times, but I am not looking for a romantic relationship.

"Hi Max, you haven't spoken to me in weeks. "Chloe says worried.

" I've been busy," I answer.

" I've missed our nights together," replies Chloe flirtatiously.

" We've already talked about it Chloe, it's just sex, don't get the wrong idea," I replied.

I get up to go to the locker room.

When I leave, Chloe is waiting for me at the door.

" What are you doing here?

" Let's have sex then, you mentioned it yourself," says Chloe.

He pulls on my leather jacket, and steals a kiss.

" I'm not wearing underwear," Chloe whispers in my ear.

That turns me on, so we sneak under the soccer field bleachers, she lifts up her skirt and is naked.

I start kissing her passionately, she rubs her body against mine, I break away from her kisses then I wet my fingers with a lick and bring my hand in her crotch, her vagina is wet, I masturbate her by inserting my middle finger.

She holds on to my shoulders and arches with every movement, she is very excited, I can't stand it anymore, I lower my zipper, unbuttoning the button descending my pants to my knees, I take my member, place the condom and penetrate her, we both start to moan with pleasure.

I lift one of her thighs, bumping my hips harder, Chloe has her eyes closed she is enjoying it her breathing is accelerated, when I turn my gaze there is a strange girl watching us attentively, her face is red, she is distracting me but I feel morbid to see her.

" You like what you see," I say excitedly.

She leaves scared, as if she were an innocent child, perhaps she has never had sex.

I finish having sex with Chloe, pull up my pants, grab my girlie but I see a piece of paper lying around I pick it up it's an incredibly realistic drawing, it's a portrait of my older brother, but how is this possible.