My Step Brother

Rene'e is from Mooresville, Indiana. She lives there with her dad in a peaceful little neighborhood called Rooker Trace. Rene'e has the best friends a girl could ask for, the perfect house, the perfect life. Until her dad meets someone from Holmes Chapel in the UK and is forced to move there with her and her two kids.
Rene'e finds herself faced with a very awkward situation.


10. Day Before/The Big Day

After the whole Edward Stiles thing, Harry and I have gotten closer, less hate. I was actually smiling and not faking it anymore. Things were going so great for us.


Today is Friday and Harry and I walked out of school playfully hitting eachother. He moved passed the whole stupid "reputation" thing.

We didn't make it look suspicious, or anything.

We made it to Harry's car and made our way back home.

This weekend was the wedding and we had to go home, grab our stuff and then leave again.

I grabbed my bathing suit, jeans for Sunday, my gray tank top and my black converse. I took my blue baby doll dress for the wedding, it was causal. Which was a good thing, they were getting married in a wooded area.

I packed it all up and went in Harry's room.

"You ready?" He asked.

I shook my head. "And you're not. Shocker." I said raising my eyebrows as he smiled putting his swimming trunks in the backpack. "So, who's all going? Is Gemma meeting us there?" He shook his head. "Yep. So no worries. We have the car to ourselves for 2 hours." He came over and kissed my cheek.


"Ugh. 2 hours?" I moaned.

"Yeah, I'm afraid so, babe." He said swinging the bag over his shoulder. "It will be fun though. Tons of. The hotel we are staying at is siiiiiicccckkk. They have a heated pool outside." He grabbed my hand and we went downstairs and when we became visible, he let go. I kinda hated how we had to keep this from everyone. But it was for the best.


There was already people in our house. Harry's grandparents, aunt and his cousin Ella.

I was introduced to all of them. My dad and Anne were driving Harry's family.


Harry and I put our bags in the backseat and got in the car.

My dad walked over to the driver side and looked at Harry and me. "You ready?" He asked. "Yep." Harry said.

He smiled at us.

He was really happy, and it made me so happy seeing my dad smile like he was. It was good knowing that someone was still out there to make him feel the way he does. Ever since my bitch of a mom left, it's been hard for him and the healing took a good while, but he eventually got there.

"Ok, drive safe. Got the directions in your phone, Rene'e?"

"There on Harry's." I said picking up Harry's phone and showing him.

"Ok. Drive safe you guys." He looked at Harry again. "Cool beanie." He smiled.

I rolled my eyes and smiled as I waved bye to my dad.

Harry looked over at me and smiled. "You're dad is so lucky he's cool."

"Why?" I asked.

"If anyone else his age would of told me my beanie is cool, I'd take it off. That's how you know it's not!"

I chuckled.


We all started to leave.

I took out my phone and played my music on it. "No Two Directions." Harry said smiling.

"Heaven forbid if I played that!" I said laughing as I scrolled through my phone.

I touched "The One That Got Away".

"Katy Perry. Nice!" Harry said tapping the steering wheel.

Harry made his voice high pitched to sound like a girl through out the whole song.

Once it was over, I played "Kiss You" By Two Directions. 

"NO!" Harry instantly called out.

I smiled. "Just sing it. And take it seriously, too."

He did, and he was very good at singing. I don't know why he didn't think so himself.

We rocked out on the "Na, na, na, na, na, na, na" part. It was quite funny, actually.

Once it was over Harry thanked the lord.

"Edward was kind of awkward in that video, don't you think?" He asked.

I looked over.

Was he really talking about Edward?

"Why do you say that?" 

"The whole covering his nipples and stuff."

I smiled.

He wasn't awkward, just cute,

"No, he wasn't."

Harry smiled. "Him and that stupid quiff thing." He shook his head.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Okay, okay...stop." I said.


When we arrived at the Hotel, Gemma was waiting outside. 

Harry pulled up and got out. "Hey, loser." She said hugging him.

He smiled and hugged her back. "Wow, you actually smiled and hugged me. You're happy?" She said. She sounded a bit shocked.

Harry looked at me and smiled. "Oh yeah. Very."

I could feel myself blush.

"Well, mum and Randy are already here." She said looking back at the hotel.

"Ok." Harry motioned me to come inside the hotel as him and Gemma did.  

Anne and my dad were waiting inside with everyone else.

"Oh, good. You're here!" Anne said hugging all of us.

"We have your room. You're going to all 3 be sharing it." My dad said.

Dammit! I wanted to be alone with Harry this weekend.

"No, mum! I wanted my own room. Can we swutch that real quick? I really don't want to keep Harry and Rene'e awake all night while I talk to my boyfriend." Gemma said. Anne gave her a look.

"Okay fine."

My dad smiled. "Okay, you two are sharing a room, then."



My dad walked us to our rooms. "Anne and I will be down in the lounge, Ella and Gemma are going swimming soon, too if you guys wanna join."

I shook my head. "Okay, thanks dad." Harry and I walked in our room.

It was nice, but there were two beds.

"You're not gonna make me sleep on the other bed, are you?" I joked.

Harry out his bag down on the bed. "Hell no. You kidding?" He smiled. "We have this room to ourselves. Just one thing." He said pulling me close to him.

"What's that?" I whispred.

He smiled. "You gotta be quiet. My aunt and Ella are next door."

I chuckled. "I'll do my best."

He leaned in and kissed me as we fell onto the bed.


In the wedding I was Anne's second Brides Maid, Gemma was her first, and her sister was the Maid of Honour.

Since my dad didn't have an brothers, he chose Harry as his Best Man and his Groomsmen were a few of his friends who were flown out form Indiana.

Throughout the whole wedding I stared at Harry and thinking that maybe, just maybe one day, that would be me and Harry standing there giving ourselves away to eachother and promising forever to eachother.

I closed my eyes and then opened the as the priest said, "You may now kiss the bride.."

Anne and my dad were finally husband and wife.

And now, Harry and I were siblings.

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