I'm With the Band.

Chapter 8

Gabriel’s point of view

As I stroked Remi’s hair I couldn’t help but smile. She was so cute.

‘No don’t think like that.’

‘Why not?’

‘Because she is your sister’s best friend.”

‘Your point.’

‘Why am I even doing this?’

‘Doing what?’

‘Arguing with myself.’

‘Well you’re having fun aren’t you?’

I sighed while shaking my head. I felt Remi cuddle closer to me shivering.

Carefully I pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and placed it over Remi. At that moment Mitchi walked, well more like danced into the room.

“Aw you’re awake. I was going to make a video.” She said folding her arms them shrugging.

“Oh- wait what? Mitchi?” I said raising an eyebrow and she smiled her evil smile.

“I didn’t say anything.” She said and acted like she was all innocent. Doing a small twirl, she walked across the room.

Grabbing her jacket she turned to me and said;

“Black mail.”

I realized then, what she had done.

“You didn’t.”

“I did, wanna see?” she asked flipping out her phone.

Holding it out towards me I saw the pictures of Remi and I.

“I’m going to kill you.” I replied as I tried to stand up.

Remi pulled me back and wrapped her arms around me while hiding her face in my side.

“Don’t.” she grumbled sleepily. Mitchi laughed.