She's Still The One: A Brother's Best Friend, Rockstar Romance by Kaci Rose (websites to read books for free txt) 📕

because during that time, I needed her. When I was with her, it was the only time I felt happy, and the dark cloud over me lifted. She and I talked a lot yesterday. We talked about the good times, the bad ones, and everything we didn't get a chance to say to each other back then."

I pause and smile, remembering our time sitting on her bed, talking about anything and everything.

"I needed that more than I realized. I needed her. Yesterday, I laughed, I smiled, I and remembered the good times with my mom, not that horrible time, after she was gone."

"What couldn't you talk to me about?" He asks, looking hurt.

"Well, did you know, when it storms Austin crawls into bed with me at night? She has for years." He looks shocked, but not angry. "Do you know why?" I ask him.

"Why?" He asks quietly.

"That night my mom died I couldn't sleep. It started storming really bad, and she woke up. I needed someone. She was there for me and held me all night. We didn't make the connection, until yesterday, but it started then. Storms make me think of my mom, and when Austin is there, she chases those thoughts away. She’s never liked storms, since your parents died, so I’ve been there for her, too."

"She's been climbing into bed with you for years, and you expect me to believe you never touched her? Damnit, you were her prom date. I know what happens on prom night!"

I just laugh. I don't know what else to do.

"Until today, have I ever given you a reason not to trust me? Did I want to put my hands on Austin? Yes, I wanted her so bad it hurt. I would hold her, and she would cuddle up to me, but that was it. And again, I didn't touch her at prom either. After the dance, we went and lay in the field on a blanket and talked. She was upset about her ex and needed someone to talk, too. I just wanted to soak up time with her. If you don't believe me, ask her yourself." I say.

"She was so much younger back then, and it didn't seem right you liking her." He says.

"She's barely two years younger than me. Your dad was five years older than your mom, and they dated in college." I remind him. "You know you have to let her lead her own life and not try to control her, right? The harder you try to hold on to her, the more you’ll lose her. You’ll put yourself in a no win situation. Even if I stepped away from her, which I won't, don't you think she will blame you? You know what heartache is like. Do you really want to be the one responsible for causing your sister that kind of pain?" I ask him.

He cringes but says nothing, as my phone rings. I breathe a sigh of relief that it's Austin. I look at Landon, before stepping out of the room and answering it.

"Baby girl, are you okay?" I ask.

"Yes, I'm more than okay. I'm sorry I walked out and left you to deal with him alone. Are you okay?" She asks, and I just laugh.

"I can handle him, so don't you worry about me."

She’s quiet for a moment, and I don't want to push her.

"I want our bubble back." She says.

"Me too," I admit.

"Good, I'm going to text you an address. Pack a bag for each of us for five days. Actual clothes, Dallas and bathroom items, and I’ll meet you there."

I smirk. She knows me well. My first thought was to pack as few clothes as possible. Who needs clothes in our bubble? I plan to keep her clothes off her as much as possible.

"Meet me where?"

"At the address I'm going to text you. I kind of took your car, so bring mine, or have Mason bring you, if you want."

"I'll be there. You’re safe, right?"

She laughs a carefree laugh that wraps around my heart.

"I'm better than I’ve been in a long time. See you soon."

I don't bother going back in to the kitchen to talk to Landon. I just head upstairs and find one of her bags in her closet and start grabbing clothes. Shorts, jeans, some of my favorite tops, and everything else she will need. I get her phone cord, tablet, and laptop too just in case.

Once her stuff is packed, I go to my room and do the same. I pull up the address she has texted me, and I see it's about an hour away.

I head downstairs with both bags over my shoulders to find Landon still in the same place. He looks over, but I don't offer any information.

"You're leaving?" He sighs.

"Austin called. She asked me to pack a bag for a few days. She said she wants our bubble back, and so do I. You both need to cool down and think this out, you especially. We’ll be back, and if you don't want to lose her, you need to talk not yell."

I grab her car keys and look him over one more time. He looks deep in thought, so I just shake my head and head out to the garage.

"I want you both to be happy, I do." He says and stops me in my tracks. "It's hard having been lied to for so long."

"We tried to tell you our intentions, but you made it impossible to talk to you. Maybe, you need to ask yourself why?" I tell him, before I close the door behind me.

Landon has always been my biggest cheerleader, but it seems like the last few years he's changed, and I can't put my finger on it. From not believing that I was changing, to putting down Austin and me, when we tried to talk to him. He just seems off. I need to talk to Austin about it, because she knows him just as well.

I plug the address into