Capítulo 18: Need To Be Honest

Skyler's POV

"Are you sure?" My brother asked after I told him I wanted to send Selena to school.

"Yeah, I am sure," I responded with enthusiasm.

"Why?" My brother asked, and I felt nervous.

I don't understand why I felt this way when I could have answered him right away about what was on my mind, but maybe because Stanley cared so much about Selena. I didn't want what happened to Dayana would happen again while I was still trying to fix my relationship with my brother before I left for college.

"Because I want to," I replied, feeling stupid.

"That is not a question I would like to hear, Skyler," my brother responded sternly.

"I want an honest answer from you, and I care about Selena more than I care about anyone." He said with seriousness, and I didn't want to make him hate me more.

"To be honest, I don't know, Stan; I am confused, and I don't have an answer for you," I replied, and that was the only thing that came out of my mouth.

My brother laughed, and his reaction took me off guard.

"Okay, I will leave now; just make sure you are not going to hurt her, bro." He said with a wide grin and left me dumbfounded.

I let out a heavy sigh as I followed him into the garage. My brother drove away from our house, going to the archway of our estate, while I took a different route feeling excited and anxious at the same time.

I am unsure if Selena would be happy to see me or she would be pissed, but I don't care as long as I can see her beautiful face. I am fucking screwed, I knew I should stay away, but I could no longer stop myself.

I wished to see her and kiss her until her lips got swollen, and I wanted to sniff her sweet scent, hear her laughter and hear her speak her mind. She is gorgeous and hot, and what made her different is; she wasn't aware of how beautiful she is, and I love her innocence, and God knows how I wished to be her boyfriend.

"Where is Stanley?" She asked, blushing, and I felt glad to know Selena was affected by my presence just like those girls, but I am not sure if her cheeks turned crimson because she hated me for picking her up or if she was upset with my brother.

"I am sorry, but my brother asked me to pick you up; I don't want to make your morning bad, Selene," I said, and she shook her head.

"You are not making my morning bad, I was only curious, and I didn't expect you will be the one to drive me to school; this is like a dream, you know," she responded after she settled herself inside my car, and I am glad she was not in a bad mood.

I felt conscious when she was looking at the interior of my car, and I had never felt this way. I don't care what would be the opinions of the girls I dated, but with Selena, it was different; I wanted to impress her and make her like me.

"Nice ride," she mumbled, and I smiled at her like an idiot. A simple compliment from her makes me feel like I receive an award as an MVP.

"Thanks," I mumbled and turned on my car's stereo, and I felt glad I always overheard her talking with Stanley, and I knew she liked pop and country music, and I knew what her favorite food was.

I was always busy with my practice, but I admit every time Selena was in our house, I always found time to linger so I could see her face.

At first, I thought I was envious of Stanley, that he got the full attention of Selena, and that I always wanted to steal her away from him, but as time goes, I could no longer fool myself. I know what is in my heart and mind; I want Selena Castroni, which drove me crazy.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked when I could no longer control myself.

"It depends," she answered, and I shook my head as I realized she was really different; if it was one of my fans, I am sure she would tell me to ask her anything.

"Do you like me now?" I asked, and she laughed.

"Is something funny, Selene?" I asked again while she was still laughing in her seat.

"Mr. Superstar, don't be overconfident because you are handsome, hot, and popular; it doesn't mean all girls on campus would go head over heels for you; I am proud to say I am not one of them," Selena replied and her answer made me sad, but I didn't show her my disappointment.

"So, those kisses we shared meant nothing to you?" I asked.

"Don't expect me to fall in love with you because it is not happening; besides, I was not planning to be one of your crazy fans. Why should I allow

myself to be one of your toys when I can enjoy my moments with you without commitments, right?" She asked, and for the first time, I was speechless.

It should be my line, and I don't know how to deal with my dismay. I don't know if I should laugh or shout; I admit I was unhappy with her response, but I couldn't show Selena I was affected by her answer.

"Wow, that was unexpected coming from you, but I am impressed Selene; good job, but I am sure before the finals, I will make you drool over me," I said, and she shook her head.

"Stop dreaming, Sky, but for the record, I could tell you are the best tutor, and I enjoy my time making out with you," she responded and I couldn't believe my younger brother's best friend would say that; she always looked naive and shy, but now she gave me a chance to have a glimpse of her other side, and I became more drawn to her.

"You do?" I asked, and I couldn't stop being amused even if I knew Selena touched my ego and no one had ever made me feel this way. I used to feel dominant and always win the game I played, and only this time, I feel so defeated.

"Very much," she replied seductively. I almost pressed the break since I couldn't stop myself from feeling so hot, and there was nothing I wanted to do but kiss and devour her mouth.

"Damn, you can play your own game, Selene," I said as I clenched my fists on the steering wheel.

"I am not playing games with you, Skyler. I am transparent, and I am telling you how I feel." She replied, and I lost count of how many times she made me speechless.

I liked the way she flirted with me, but I couldn't stop myself from feeling down that she was not interested in me. All Selena ever wanted was our kissing tutorial, while I wanted more. I hated the idea that she was preparing herself so when her prince charming came, she was ready.

I don't want to do it anymore, but I can't resist her charm, and I am dying to kiss her over and over again, and I haven't felt this way to anyone, and I am going crazy.

"Thanks for the ride," Selena said, and before I could climb out of the car and open the door for her, she was already on her feet, and I felt glad I could catch up with her.

"Hey, can you slow down a little?" I asked as I walked beside her, and I took her hand and was glad she didn't take it away from me.

I could hear the cheers of my teammates when they saw me holding hands with my brother's best friend, while I could see the hard looks and scowls of the girls who were walking on the school grounds from the parking lot until we reached her homeroom.

"Thank you, you don't need to send me here in my classroom." She said with a wide beamed, and I wondered if she felt happy that I brought her to her room or if she was fascinated that I was like a lost dog who got smitten by her.

"My pleasure, Selene," I whispered in her ear, and I could see how her face blushed, and I was sure she was affected by me. I wanted to make her surrender to me before the basketball finals, and all I had to do was convince my brother to bring Selena to my every game.

I was smiling like an idiot after I said goodbye to Selena, and I didn't know what to do next; I wanted to spend more time with her.

"What was that all about, lover boy?" Kevin asked the moment he found me on my seat. I ditched our early practice to be with Selena, and I knew I made my coach piss with me, but what could I do about my heart?

I didn't even know what was wrong with me; it all started after I kissed her on the lips. I got addicted, and I always wanted to see her.

"What?" I asked my best friend.

"Come on, everyone on campus saw you with Selena holding hands while walking. You don't date, but you can't do that to your brother, right?" He asked.

"Now that you showed everyone you are interested in your brother's best friend, it only means you are ready to commit, or your brother will never hesitate to break your pretty face." My best friend added, and his words stunned me and made me realize there was no turning back. I need to be honest with Stanley about my intention with Selena.

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