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.

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9. Obsessions

I was in the car with my dad today and was listening to Nick Grimshaw this morning, when he announced the BEST news of my entire life.

 

Grimmers: Now, all you teenage girls sit down, because you might actually faint when I tell you this, and if you faint and end up in the hospital...you might miss out on this and I am pretty sure you won't want to miss out...Edward Stiles, The Teenage American Heart-throb of Two Directions, The Sex Symbol to many of you teenage girls, will be coming to London this weekend!

 

I screamed.

"Dad! I have to go to London this weekend!!! I HAVE TO!" I was literally freaking out.

"Whoa, no way! Not by yourself, you're not." My dad said shaking his head.

"Dad, you know I am in love with this guy, you know! His pictures are all over my room! I have--"

"Renee, you're not going by yourself." He said again.

I sat back and my seat and pouted. "Will you take me?" I asked him.

"I have to work this weekend."

"What about Anne? I mean, her and I could finally bond."

"She probably wouldn't be up for that trip." He said.

Great. Now I have no way of seeing my favorite person on this Earth. Now he will never see me and start falling in love with me. "Have Harry take you."

Harry? He wanted Harry to take me? I was older than Harry by like...2 months, or something. Plus, I haven't spoken to Harry since our...sexual incounter the other night.

"Dad, Harry? Harry is only 2 months younger than me..."

My dad nodded. "Yes, but let's be honest, Harry can pass as 23 at least."

This is stupid, though it was true. But still. I should be able to just go.

"Or maybe even your babysitter." My dad chuckled.

I looked over and gave him the meanest look ever. He looked over and wiped the smile off of his face. "Sorry."

 

When we arrived home I instantly ran upstairs to Harry's room and knocked.

"Who is it?" He called out.

"Renee."

"Come in, I guess." He said.

"Hey." I said barging in. Harry looked back and then to his left and stared at the floor with a smirk plastered on his face.  "What? You want another shot?" He smirked.

 

Ass.

 

"No! I need to ask you something, will you go with me this weekend to go see Edward Stiles?" Harry narrowed his face and had a critical look on his face.  "God, no!" He didn't hesitate to answer that. "Two Directions is probably THE WORST band ever. Edward Stiles thinks he can get any girl he wants. It's all because of that gay quiff thing he does with his hair. I despise him-"

"HEY! Watch it." I snapped. "I love that guy!"

"Of course you do. But, no. I will not go with you."

NOOOOO! He was my only hope!

"Harry, please! I am seriously IN LOVE with this guy! I have to go see him! Please! My dad said I can't go unless you go, too. Please, please, please, please--" I pleaded. I didn't know what to say to change his mind, I had to go to this thing. "Harry, please! I'll have sex with you again." My mind started screaming and I had no idea why I said that. "I mean-"

Harry looked down and smiled. "You will?" I looked up at him, I stared for a good while before shaking my head yes. Harry sighed and shut his eyes. "Okay, fine. This sex better be worth it." Harry mumbled.

 

I jumped up and hugged him. "Oh my god, thank you! Thank you so much!" I was so excited and I thought I was going to pass out.

 

"Yeah, sure. Whatever."

 

 

Saturday Morning

 

I woke up and got in the shower, did my make up, and my hair and then got dressed. I was so excited to meet Edward Stiles. Hopefully I can control myself around him. Didn't work out too well with Harry...wait, what am I saying? I don't want to control myself around Edward.

 

Harry came downstairs for breakfast. He was wearing skinny jeans (of course), white converse and a shirt that said HIPSTA PLEASE. across it.

We didn't dress them same this morning.

I was glad.

"I can't believe I'm going to this thing."

"Jeez, cry about it some more, Harry. It's just a dude." I said drinking my tea.

"Exactly, so why are you acting like it the second coming of Jesus, or something?" he ran his hand through his beautiful curly hair.

"Because, for a Directioner, it is. So shut it, gorgeous."

He looked up and smiled at me and then looked back down. Just then, Anne and my dad walked in.

"You guys all ready to go?" Anne asked. We nodded.

"Well, be careful. London can be a scary place for two 19 year olds." She said hugging us both.

"We'll be fine mom." Harry said.

 

We soon left.

Harry drove and we let my iPhone tell us where to go from Holmes Chapel.

"So.." Harry said.

I looked over at Harry. "Don't make it even more awkward than it already is, Harry. Please." I said. It really was. I wish my dad or Anne would of came with me. I mean, don't get me wrong Harry is the most beautiful man I have ever seen, but things are probably destroyed between us now, because of our choice we made that night.

"Do you think about it?" He asked.

I looked back up. "Of course." Harry smiled and licked his lips. I watched his tongue slowly slide on his lips and leave a wet trail behind it. Just like the other night, this boy knew how to use his tongue. I bit my lip at the sight of him licking. "Harry-" I spoke, breaking away from the thought in my mind.

"If you don't want to have sex again, we don't have to." He kept looking straight ahead at the road. I stared at him and shrugged. "We can." I replied looking out the windshield.

 

Ugh, what if it ruins more than the first time has? I wanted to make things work, dammit.

 

"I mean, I always wanted it to be with someone who I love and loves me back." I looked back at him and he just stared.

 

Nothing. 

 

 

We arrived in London.

"Where would he be?" Harry asked looking around London on the maps.

"Grimshaw said he'd be staying at The Baglioni Hotel? You know where that is?"

"Shit, really? That's a famous hotel. He must not be doing as bad as I thought." Harry said.

"He is famous."

Harry got out of the car.

"It's right around the corner. We can walk from here. Come on." He put the map back in the car.

I hopped out and ran up by Harry's side.

"You better at least get his autograph, otherwise I'm going to regret coming up here." Harry said.

"Harry, tons of girls will be here. I don't even think you know."

I've seen videos on YouTube of Edward in public. People spot him out because of his hair and instantly the mob him. Most girls screaming his name and shoving cameras in his face. I promised myself that I wouldn't do that if I ever saw him. It has to be annoying.

"Look, there it is." Harry said pointing.

I looked over at the Hotel. There was no one there. "Where--where's all the people?" I asked. "All the screaming girls? The cameras??" I was so confused.

"Are you sure it was this hotel, Rene'e?" Harry asked.

"Yes, Nick Grimshaw said THIS hotel, Harry. I promise!"

Harry looked around. "Well, I don't see anyone, Renee. Maybe it was a trick."

"Why would someone trick people into thinking Edward would be here at this time?" I asked.

"To see how many desperate girls show up? Trust me, that's always funny to watch." He smiled.

"No, it's here." I pointed to the pavement and turned. When I did, I coulsn't believe my eyes. "Harry..." I said.

"What?"

"Look!"

He turned around. "Holy shit!"

There was a massive amount of girls running our way. All screaming and holding signs. Harry grabbed my hand as the mobbed around the hotel. "Where is he?" I asked. Harry shrugged.

"EDWARD!!!!!!!" I heard a thousand screams yell his name. I looked around, but I couldn't see. I was so short.

"Harry...I can't see. I'm too short! I wanna see Edward!" Harry looked up and then back down. "Get on my shoulders." He leaned down.

I smiled and hopped on.

Edward was just getting out of his car when I saw him. "Oh my god, I see him Harry!" I said with the biggest smile on my face. I was so excited.

Edward smiled at all of us screaming girls and waved.

"Call him over, here!" Harry yelled.

"He won't hear me." I replied.

"Just try!"

I guess I could. "EDWARD!!!!!!" I yelled with all I had. He looked over and smiled at me. I reached out to touch his hand. "Oh my god. I love you so much!!" I said. I felt as if I was going to cry. I was so overwhelmed with emotions.

"I love you, too." He said kissing my hand.

"Oh my god!" I said.

"Calm down, Renee." Harry said. I think he was getting a little jealous.

Edward laughed and looked up at me. "He your boyfriend?" He asked over the screaming girls.

"No, brother."

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Well," Edward looked back at the doors and then back at us. "Why don't you guys come up to my hotel room with me, hang out?"

I couldn't believe what I just heard. Edward Stlies wanted ME to come up to his hotel room.

"we're there!" I blurted out.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Great! Follow me!" Edward said and he turned around.

Harry put me down. "You know why he wants us up there, right?" He said going through the ropes with me right next to him.

Oh my god, here we go.

"Shhh...shut up. And I DOUBT whatever you have in mind isn't it at all."

Harry scoffed. "Yeah, getting you drunk and high off your ass and then raping you. Tomorrow morning you'll wake up handcuffed to the bed!"

I busted up with laughter. "Don't be stupid. You wouldn't let that happen, Harry. You're going too."

"That's what these guys do. They bring other people and then lock them up somewhere else and keep the one they want with them."

"Wow, you watch too many movies. And even if that was the case, what is so bad about being hand cuffed to Edward Stiles hotel room bed?" I smiled.

Harry just stared at me. "You can't be serious?"

"I am." I replied with an innocent smile.

 

Later on in the hotel room.

"So, where are you guys from?" Edward asked.

"Holmes Chapel." Harry said. The whole time we've been up here, Harry has been giving Edward the "Death Stare" or something like that.

"Well, he is. I'm actually from Indiana."

Edward nodded. "Thought that much. I noticed your cute country accent." he smiled at me.

Oh my--- he thinks my accent is cute.

Harry looked at him and then me. "No, it's annoying." He said.

"I don't believe that." Edward said still staring at me. "It's beautiful, just like her. Beautiful."

I was becoming even more love struck. I knew my face was letting Harry know I was,

Edward grabbed my hand. "When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight, it just won't feel right, 'cause I can love you more than this, yeah. When he lays you down, I'm might just die inside, it just don't feel right, 'cause I can love you more than this. Can love you more than this..."

"Oh my god, you're singing to me...I am dreaming."

Harry looked at me. "Okay, let's go, Renee!" Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me off the chair. "Harry! LET ME GO!" He opened the hotel room door as he pulled me out. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!!?!" I yelled.

The one time I get to meet Edward Stiles, he makes me leave. I was beyond furious with him right now.  "I HATE YOU SO MUCH! THAT WAS MY DREAM! YOU JUST RUINED EVERYTHING! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!?!" I yelled.

Harry was turned around with his hands around his neck. He turned around. "Do you think that was easy for me?! Seeing another guy talk to you like that?! Sing to you?!"

 

I didn't get it.

 

"He's a celebrity, Harry. Get over it," Harry stared at me. "It doesn't matter who it was, you were love struck, Rene'e. I saw you look at him. You should look at me that way. Not him!"

I felt like puking and crying. The tears fell from my eyes. He was hysterical.

"You don't even want to be seen with me." I said with a cracked voice.

Harry moved closer to me. "I've tried to fight these feelings for you. I told myself you were just another girl and that you meant absolutely nothing to me. I keep coming back. I love you, Renee. You've been keeping me up at night thinking about you. You don't even wanna know how many time I've wanted to tell you. That's why I've been so mean to you. Sometimes, my feelings were too hard to control, but I've fallen in love with you."

I couldn't believe this. He loved me. He felt the same way as I did. I moved closer to him and walked into his arms.

For the first time, Harry actually held me. I felt his heart against mine as we did. "I love you, too, Harry." I said into his neck.

I felt his head rest on mine. "I'm sorry." I added.

"It's okay, love." He said kissing the top of my head.

I looked up and he dried my tears away as I smiled at him. "Take me home, gorgeous." He smiled and nodded and took me by the hand. "My pleasure, ma'am."

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