lyncoln feels

>Lincoln sulked in his room.
>Nothing held his interest anymore
>Not comics
>Not manga
>Something happened to him today
>Something that rattled him to the core
>The Loud's had just returned from watching Lynn's soccer tournament
>There was a boy from her grade cheering her on
>When she sat on the bench, she'd go talk to him
>She smiled at him
>She blushed
>She giggled
>Lincoln should have been happy for her
>But he wasn't
>He didn't feel happiness
>His heart burned
>He hated what he was seeing
>Who was that guy to talk to HIS sister?
>That's when he realized it
>He liked Lynn
>He REALLY like Lynn
>Ever since that day he'd been depressed
>'Normal kids don't feel this way about their sisters...' he thought
>He knew it was wrong
>He knew what others would say
>He shuddered thinking what Lynn would say
>Lincoln could hear her now
>'Dude! EW! I... I can't... I mean, WHAT? That's just grody, Lincoln! Stay away from me!'
>That's what hurt the most
>She was able to break his heart without saying a word
>Knock knock!
>Lincoln raised his head from his hands
>"You in here, bro?"
>His heart skipped a beat
>Lynn poked her head through the door
>"Yeah" he replied weakly
>"Dude, you okay?"
>Lynn asked, stepping into his room
>"Wait, let me guess."
>She put a finger on her chin
>Just looking at her was bringing him down
>She snapped her fingers
>"Girl trouble, huh?"
>she wasn't wrong
>"yeah, you could say that."
>Lynn took a seat on his bed next to him
>"Yeah, chicks can be a real bummer, dude. Trust me"
>Lincoln couldn't help but smile at the situation
>"She broke your heart, huh?"
>His stomach tied itself in knots
>"I.. well... have you ever had a crush on someone you can't have?"
>Lynn smiled.
>He loved it when he made her smile
>"Duh! Of course I have! You know how many pro soccer player posters I have in my room?"
>She wasn't helping
>Lynn sensed that
>"Look bro, I don't know who this chick is, but if you want, I can beat her up for you."
>Lincoln smiled at the idea
>"There's my bro!"
>She hugged him
>Her arms wrapped around his chest
>He returned the favor
>Even though she was almost constantly in motion, she always smelled like girly soap
>He'd never admit it
>But Lincoln loved that smell
>"Uh, Lincoln? You can let go now."
>He blushed furiously and let go
>"Sorry, Lynn, I kinda spaced out there for a second"
>"No problem bro, you seen my soccer ball anywhere?"
>"Yeah, I think it's in the hall closet."
>"Thanks bro,"
>Lynn turned to leave
>She stopped as she opened the door
>"Hey, Linc?"
>He looked toward her
>"Yeah?"
>"Don't let girls get you down."
>She smiled at him
>"Besides bro, you've always got me!"
>"Yeah,"
>She left him
>He was alone again
>"I'll always have you..."