Tangled Love

Jake's POV -

"Tobias, get the door."

"No, you get it," Tobias hits back, sounding irritated. We're both sprawled out in the living room, aimlessly watching the television.

"Dude I can't move without feeling like I'm snapping something. Answer the door before I drop kick you." I reply, rolling my eyes in his direction. Tobias huffs and stands off the couch, dusting off his clothes.

"Lazy good for nothing idiot," he mutters under his breath, loud enough for me to hear it. I grab the cushion behind my head and swing it at him. It hits his head hard before bouncing off the floor and I laugh loudly, wincing a little from the pain in my sides.

"Hey!" He yells, disappearing out the doorway to answer the door. I hear him chatting quietly before the door slams shut and he walks in holding two pizza boxes. "Pizza's here."

"State the obvious Sherlock." I respond. Tobias frowns at me —

definition of sarcasm sometimes, you know that? Its good to have you back," he grins, punching

the subject. Tobias nods, pushing one of the boxes

mutters playfully before realising what he'd said. I look away from him and feel my chest tightening —

I snap, opening up the box and grabbing a pizza slice. Tobias holds his hands up in surrender, his eyebrow raised at me.

back. I sigh deeply, slapping my pizza back down onto the coffee

me whilst I'm in the gang Tobias. What do you want me to do? Lie to her? I won't do that, she deserves better. She deserves

cracks with pain. Every time her name is mentioned, I feel a deep lump lodge itself inside my throat making it difficult to talk or

the other couch. He leans backwards and put his pizza box on his knee before opening it up and reaching for a slice. He didn't even wait

change the subject desperately. Tobias scoffs at my words,

"You always stole my food when we were kids. I had to teach myself

whinging about it before he finally had enough and punched me one day, giving me a black eye. I didn't dare

"I was a growing boy, I needed my vitamins." I explain in my defence. I reach for a slice of pizza and lean back, biting into it.

me as a child. I was difficult, that was certain. Every day me

for help. Your face was priceless." I chuckle, struggled