Brand New Eyes

“Alex, why?” I asked.

“I-I-I don’t know, its just that older brother thing.” He sighed.

“Well at least get someone better to do it, you pretty much just lost twenty dollars to a lost cause.” I chuckled.

“I’m sorry.” He said hugging me.

“It’s okay, just don’t do it again or else.” I said.

“Fine, I promise, but if he hurts you I’ll-.”

“Save it.” I said getting up and walking to the back lounge where Zack was playing his acoustic. I sat down on the couch across from him. “Play me something.” I said.

“Alright. “ He said strumming his guitar.

“I like that, teach me?” I asked.

“I’d love to.” He walked over, placed myself in his lap, and the placed the guitar in my lap. We sat there for hours, him teaching me the song.

"Do you want to watch another movie?" He asked.

"Sure." I said as he took the guitar from my grasp and moved me to the side.

"Harry Potter okay?" He asked.

"Yeah! I love the books."

"Good." He placed the movie in the DVD player and tackled me to the couch. We laid with my back to his chest with his arm draped over me. Sometime during the movie I rolled over and saw something that surprised me.

“Z-z-Zack.” I stuttered.

“What’s wrong?” He asked worried.

“I just saw your tattoo.” I whispered.