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 —

to have you back," he grins, punching

the subject.

playfully before realising what he'd

without bringing up Emily?" I snap, opening up the box and grabbing a pizza

"Why don't you fix things with her?" He argues back. I sigh deeply, slapping my pizza back down onto the coffee table.

want me to do? Lie to her? I won't do that, she deserves better. She deserves so much better."

a deep lump lodge itself inside my throat making it difficult to talk or breathe.

down on 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

eat like a pig," I mutter wanting to change the subject desperately.

food when we were kids. I had to teach

about it before he finally had enough and punched me one day, giving me

for a slice of pizza and lean

said putting it nicely. That's definitely not the words I would have used to describe me as a child. I was difficult, that was certain. Every day me and Tobias would bike around the town causing mischief and mayhem everywhere we went. We spent

you were screaming for help. Your face