A flight away

                                    

                                          
"KYLE! FOR THE NINTH TIME STOP TRYING TO DISTRACT MY BEST FRIEND WITH YOUR STUPID DIMPLES!" Liam shouted at his younger brother from the kitchen.
Lavender placed her hands underneath her chin, admiring how the two deep dents in Kyle's cheek revealed themselves by every simple movement his lips did.
Kyle cachinnated at Liam's shouting, causing Lavender to giggle.
"Damn you have dimples. Two of them," she whispered in admiration as she heard the refrigerator door slam shut.
Liam, with a banana in one hand and a water bottle in the other, perched himself on the side of the armchair near Lavender. He glanced at his best friend, rolled his neck, and placed his feet comfortably on her.
"Yeah. Wanna know what else I've got?"
At the same time, the youngest of the Parker said this, the oldest of the Parker children entered the living room with a groan. "Not only is she older than you, but you sound stupid, Kyle. Go practice. No! Better yet don't you have any homework?"
André's deep voice radiated with masculinity, yet it was smooth like honey.
Contrary to the bad boy image André gave off, he was pretty immature for a guy who was engaged--when needed--which was the main reason why he usually teased his siblings. 
After pushing Kyle's legs off of the coffee table; André snatched his car keys and stole Liam's half eaten banana out of his hands. "Let's go. Mom and Dad are waiting."
"You're embarrassing me," Kyle mumbled as he got up. "No college begins next week."
Kyle wanted to be a pro athlete, making sure to meet up to all of the requirements needed. His main goal was to participate in the Olympics before he dies. From what Lavender was told by Liam a few months back -before Kyle had graduated from high school- he was already accomplishing that because Kyle was the fastest in his school.
André watched his brother's retreating figure as he pulled his beanie over his balled head. Kyle stopped in front of the door while he listened to his older brother. 
"I'm not embarrassing you, kid. You're embarrassing yourself. They should've given your ass something better to do other than chasing a woman years older than you." 
Kyle shrugged with a smirk. "Where's the problem in that? She's in college and I'm basically in college. Bam!" He clapped his hands together in excitement. "There we have it ladies and gentlemen--we've cracked the code!" Kyle moved about, portraying an energetic spokesperson.
André playfully tapped Kyle's nose with a deep-throated chuckle. Kyle slapped his brother's hands away, making his way out of the house. "You my little monster has a long way to go."
André's goldish honey glazed eyes swept over Lavender as he shook his head, leaving Lavender in confusion. By the time Lavender raised her eyebrows at a Liam who shrugged at her, to when she looked back at André, he was already out of the house.
Lavender paced to catch up with him, slamming her hands on his shoulders. "Hey! What was that for?"
André's left hand rested on top of the car causing his engagement ring to glisten in the sun. "Can't a man look at a woman these days without being accused of something?" 
He was answering her question with a question, and just as she was about to unleash her frustration on him; Liam stopped her. 
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, guiding her into the car. When they were in the car; he took her hand in his. "I have something to tell you," was the first thing he said when his brother started the ignition.