My Step Brother

"Our parents...they don't have to know. We can be a secret." Louis said, coming closer and closer to me and moved back until I reached the wall. Louis was right in front of me; his hand resting right next to my head.
"But- what if they, you know, find out?" I asked, my voice shaking due to how close Louis was.
"They won't. It'll just be our little secret" Louis said, his face inching towards mine.
"Works for me" I said, grabbing his head and pulling his head in to kiss him.


48. Chapter 48


"Beautiful" He cooed, grazing his hand across my hair. I tried to scoot as far away from his as possible but it was useless since he just pulled me back to his chest. Jake was spooning me in Louis' and my bed. I felt disgusted. No. Disgusted is an understatement. I felt his manhood graze my butt. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. 

"Sssshh" He said softly, wiping it away, "Crying doesn't suit beautiful girls like you, Amber." He said, gripping my waist. I looked at the black alarm clock on my nightstand. 1:00 am. Why isn't Louis back yet? I need to get Jake out of here.

"P-Pl-Please g-g-go" I stuttered, still shaking. Jake turned my face so it was facing his. He looked in sympathy at me. He leaned down to kiss my tears away. 

"Okay, don't worry, beautiful. I'll go for now. But I'll expecting to see you tomorrow. Meet me downstairs at the lobby. We'll go on a date." He winked, getting up to pull his clothes on. I sighed in relief. At least he's going. No way in hell am I going with him t-

"Oh yeah, and if you don't come... Well, we both know what's going to happen" He winked, before letting himself out of the door. The minute I heard the front door slam, I started to burst into tears. I hate my life. Why is this happening to me? I felt so violated. I rushed to the shower and turned the temperature onto hot. I stood under there for a good thirty minutes, scrubbing the life out of my skin. No matter how hard I scrubbed, that feeling wouldn't go away. It's gone under my skin now. There's no way I can get it out. I let out a pathetic sob and slid down the wall of the shower. I curled up into a small ball, my back leaning against the wall. I tucked my head into my crossed arms and started crying, letting everything out. 

I need Louis. I fucking need him. I stood up and stopped the shower. I quickly dried myself before changing into something decent. I got out my phone from the drawer on the nightstand. I called Louis. I started to bite my nails as I heard the ringing. Just when I thought he was going to pick it up, it disconnected? What? I knew it disconnected because of the click sound that came after 3 rings. I called again. But like the first time, it disconnected. 

What's going on? I decided to go out and search for him. I know I'm not in the right condition to go outside but I need to. Louis' all I have right now. I need him to hold me in his arms. I need him to whisper in my ear that's it's okay. I need him to say how much he loves me. I need him. 

I went out of the door, carrying my hotel card and phone- in case he called up. I took my phone out and searched into Google: Nearest Club to me. A map showed me the directions to one. It's called Majestic. I followed the directions that it  told me to. I walked for about 10 minutes, finally seeing it in sight. I would have taken a taxi but right now, I don't want to see anyone's face but Louis'. Creepy, I know. But that's all I want.

I walked inside, ignoring the judging looks from all the barely dressed Barbie sluts. I rolled my eyes at them. I couldn't care less about them. I wandered around the club; I felt like crying because of the looks some of the men were giving me. I gripped my fists and tried to swallow the golf-sized lump in my throat. I couldn't find him.

I hope he's okay. What's happened to him? I felt a tap on my shoulder. I screamed and jumped away. I turned around to see that it was the bartender looking weirdly at me. I sighed slightly. 

"Are you okay? You look a bit lost" He asked, carefully. I nodded my head vigorously, wanting him to leave. He shot me an unconvincing glance before hesitantly turning back to go. I stopped him by gripping onto his arm. He looked at me, with his eyebrows raised.

"Uh..." I said, fumbling around in my pockets for my phone, "Have you seen this person?" I asked him. I showed him my background picture of both of us. I remember that day. We were both at a bench in the carnival. We took selfies on my phone. They were mostly silly ones. The one on my background was of me smiling and so was Louis' to start with. But he turned it last minute to kiss my cheek. The picture caught my reaction and Louis' kiss. It was perfect. 

"Him? Oh! I know him. Good person, good person that." He mumbled to himself,"I think he went upstairs" He said, pointing to the lonely (and slightly out of place) staircase. I frowned, wondering what on Earth would Louis be doing up there. I mumbled a quiet 'thanks' to the bartender. 

I went up the creaky staircase. I could easily hear my heartbeat going faster and faster as I went up the long winded staircase. Upstairs was an empty room, only having a few chairs and extra tables. There was a door behind one of the stacks of chairs. Could Louis be in there? Maybe

I pushed the stack of chairs away from the door, careful not to drop any. I sighed to myself. I opened the door. And there I saw it. My eyes widened. I dropped my phone that was in m hands. 

Louis was naked on top of some girl, who was also naked. I think you get the picture. They didn't notice me. I tried to say something, but I couldn't. 

"Louis?" I finally whispered. I saw Louis freeze. I bit my lip hard, trying to stop the tears threatening to fall. I blinked back my tears. I could start to feel the blood coming out of my bottom lip. Louis' head shot towards mine. I saw his mouth drop. 

"A-Amber?" He said in a deep voice. I can't stay here anymore. I'm already shattered. Seeing those two together just broke something inside me. Something that I could never get back.  My tears went. I'd run out of tears. There was so much pain inside me, that I was actually liking the pain- as if it was apart of me. 

"Amber?" I heard Louis' voice call behind me. I was outside the club, waiting for a taxi. Dammit! Where's the bloody taxi when you actually really need one? It felt like a horror movie, where the girl would be waiting for a taxi and the monster was trying to kill her. IN this case, the monster is Louis and he's already killed me over and over again. I felt a hand grab my shoulder and turn me around. 

"Please, Amber. I can explain-"

"No, Louis. We're done. For real this time. Just, please. Leave me alone." I said, calmly; showing that this time, it wasn't just a temporary break up. I couldn't bear the look at Louis' in the eyes.

"No! Amber! Just hear me out! Please, I-"

"Don't just don't. I know what I saw. I don't care about the excuse you're coming up with. Either way, you cheated on me. I thought you were different. I thought that you- we were real. No just some typical teenage stupid love. Looks like I'm wrong. You're just like the rest of them." I dared myself to look at him in the eyes. All I saw was pain, heartbreak and more pain. It killed me even more to see him like this.



He sighed, scrunching up his face. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, I saw something change in them. Anger filled his, now, dark bluey-greeny eyes. 

"You know what? Fuck it. If you want to leave, then fucking leave. I don't care." He shouted, waving his hands about. He turned around, not facing me. True, I did hurt. But in a way it helped. I need to move on from him. He's not worth my love. 

"Okay" I mumbled. I mentally danced around when I saw a taxi coming towards me. 

"TAXI" I called out, making him slow down in front of me. Louis turned around and watched me get inside. His eyes widened. As I put my seatbelt on, I saw Louis' face pressed up against the window. 

"No. No, please. Don't leave me. I love you Amber. I fucking love you so much. Don't leave. I'll do anything... ANYTHING. I promise. I-"

"Can you please go now?" I said to the taxi driver. He began to drive away. I saw Louis in the rear window. He started to run but stopped when he realised that it was hopeless. I stared at him, until his figure became smaller and smaller. 

I guess it just wasn't meant to be.


So uh yeeeeeaaahhh

Would you kill me if I told you that this is the end of the story? 

I can't believe I'm saying this. This is actually the end of the story. It feels so weird saying this. 

BUUUUUUUTTTTT before you start to make blueprints on how to stalk me and murder me...


There MIGHT be a sequel.


Key word: Might


It'll mainly depend on your comment's. *hint* *hint* But yeah, it also depends if I can squeeze in extra time. 

But yeah. I'll tell you if there's going to be a sequel or not ASAP 

In the meantime- please check out my other movella 'The Change'

It's Marcel/Harry fan fic for all you Harry gurls out there ;) I really like writing that book so I'd love it if you could read it.


But bye :(


-Neha :(

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