Haze's POV

I looked at myself in mirror and saw red eyes staring back at me. My eyes were stinging and I was looking like a mess, even though I bathed and got ready for today but I was still looking like a zombie out of the grave.

Morning too wasn't even good, I woke up and went downstairs where grandpa was lecturing Kayla and Louise about how you should be responsible and I tried to escape but Kayla saw me and as per rule of her own 'criminals stick together' I too got scolded.

Marcus had the driver send them home while Storm told me to got ready and pack my bags for some vacation and now here I am, all ready with my messy self and my bags at the door of my room.

"Love. Are you ready to go?" Storm said as he entered my room without knocking and smiled as he came to me. He stood behind me wrapping his arms around my waist and his head over my shoulder. "still tired?"

"My head is killing me, my eyes are burning and I'm sure I'm never drinking again. " I complained as he chuckled at me. Kissing my cheek ,we stared at each other from the mirror and I saw him smiling widely. "what type of lover are you? I'm in pain and your smiling?!"

"No my love. It's just that.... You are looking quiet a hot mess right now. Like you were after we-"

"We should leave!" I said and I hurriedly got out of his arms and rushed to the door, taking my bag with me to downstairs.

Hot mess?

That's not even a thing!

I whined but inside I was giggling over the fact that he find me hot. Walking downstairs I saw Marcus on his phone chatting and smiling, he saw me and stopped and put away his phone.

"Ready to go?"

"yeah. But he won't tell me where and why?"

"You already forgot?"

"what?"

" he asked you. " he said his phone dinged at the message and he pulled out his phone again. He looked up to me and was going to say something but Storm stopped him.

"Marcus. Don't. " I heard Storm as I looked back to see him walking down the stairs.

"okay fine. I won't tell him. " he raised his hands in the air, surrendering. "but it's such a shame. Me and Grandpa just got here and you guys had to leave. "

"Grandpa has more things to do. You know that. "

"yup. But thanks to you, I can rest for a while from his 'things' " Marcus said and I saw Grandpa walking to us with his bodyguard carrying his luggage.

"You're leaving, grandpa?" I asked and went further down the stairs as a guard took my stuff and grandpa nodded at me.

"this old man has other things to do than taking care of a bunch of kids. "

"finally accepting that you're old, huh?" Marcus commented and got hit by Grandpa's cane.

"Have fun on your vacation."

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Sitting inside Storm's privet jet I was in awe. Storm was talking to the pilot about something while I was sitting at my seat and looking around, still not believing my eyes.

I know Storm is rich but sometimes it's too much to grasp in my head. Like when he handed me a gold card with a care in the world, and the time when he took me to the mansion, when he gave me the key to a very expensive sports car and again when I went to his building.

I feel like a gold digger. Loving my own brother, doing things with him that a brother should never do. Sometimes this scares me. Not because I love him but about him, he's well known around the country and possibly the world, what of people found out about us, will we ever be able to express our love freely, will everyone accept us?

Too many questions and too many worries and on the top of that is us being gays, which the world already hate so much. I know there are people who will support us, like Marcus, I have a feeling that he knows because of the way he talk about us and the way he teases Storm.

Most people will accept us being gays, but will they accept two brothers in love. I'm not even out of the closet to my friends, it's only Storm. But will I be able to tell them about me without any fear. Louise came out to me, but that's because he trusted me and also because I won't tell anyone. But will I be courageous enough to let it all out to anyone.

"What are you thinking so seriously about?" I heard Storm as he ruffled my hair and sat beside me. He held my hand and intertwined our fingers to which I blushed and placed my head over his shoulder.

"just things."

"Okay... just don't worry too much. If you feel too suffocated from it. Talk to me anytime. Okay? I'm a walking problem solver for you,you know."

"hmm. " I nodded with a smile at him as the pilot told us to get ready and fasten out seat belts for the take off.

I hope everything goes well in future. I don't wanna loose him again.

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Louise's POV

I walked out of my first lecture and read Haze's text saying he's going on vacation with Storm. So I guess I won't see him for a few days. I sighed and placed my phone back in my pocket but then it ringed with a message. I pulled it out and saw the text ' hey it's me, your boyfriend❤' over it that made me confused and then I remembered this morning.

I groaned in annoyance knowing who this person was so I quickly saved his number to avoid him but then I got a message from him again.

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My face went red after reading the text and my eyes widen. Why the fuck he?!

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How the fuck did you

get my number.

And stop texting me.

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I texted back to him. And decided to block his number but then I stopped after getting another message from him.

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So that I can easily

avoid you.

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I waited for him to continue but after a few seconds I was done and put my phone in my pocket. I went to my second class and sat in my seat with Sean in front of mevand I hit him hard with my book.

"why the fuck did you leave me alone?"

"You were not alone. Haze and Kayla were with you and so were the other two guys. And you said Haze is your best friend. "

"what? Scratch that. I went with you to the party, got drunk because you said it'll be fine and you'll take care of me but you left me there and went to fuck Wade. Do you even know what mess I ended up in there?"

"You got banged?over the table? Couch? Bed?"

"shut up. Asshole." not knowing what else to say I just hit him hard again and sat quietly at my seat, the teacher entered making him stop from arguing more. And my phone buzzed in my pocket again. I pulled it out and groaned again.

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Fuck you!

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I read his texted that left me shocked and kind of angry with a red flushed face. I was embarrassed and I again decided to ignore him and went on with my classes. At lunch I was finally done with him texting me again and again. I was also done with people talking so loudly cause my head was hurting. I was really angry by now so I went to my locker, threw my books and reached for my phone to see his texts.

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This again! I'm not a kid.

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☺️

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I read the text and my eyes widen as I rushed straight to the bathroom and looked for any hickey. My eyes widen on seeing a very dark red spot over my neck just above my shoulder. I gulped in fear and remembered my mom's shocked face when I left the house.

But why the fuck am I seeing this now. And why the fuck did he do that. I know I was drunk last night and I was talking some shits doing some shits that I shouldn't , sharing stories with a stranger,making out with him the next day, but I don't remember giving him consen- shit!

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Wtf

You fucking asshole.

You perv!

Why did you leave Hickey?!!

I'm not going!

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I texted him and placed the phone back in my pocket. I groaned looking at myself in the mirror again and watching the hickey brought back memories of this morning. I gulped remembering the feeling of his hands over my bare waist and my face heated up again. I splashed water on my face and went out of the bathroom to cafeteria.

Why the fuck did I even do that ? We just met yesterday and I almost did it with a stranger and that too with an asshole like him?!!

I hate this.