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.


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56. Chapter 56

AMBER'S POV

"What do I get?"

"Erm, my love?"

"That's it?"

"Hey!"

"I'm joking!" Dallas laughed as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. I leaned closer to him; hearing the quiet gasp from his mouth. 

"You better be." I whispered in his ear, making him groan loudly and tighten his arms around me.  We were in the middle of deciding where to go for a honeymoon. Dallas wanted to go to Hawaii whereas I wanted to go to Disneyworld. Yes, it may not be the most romantic place for newly weds to go to but come on, who doesn't love Disney? Well, apparently, Dallas doesn't. 

"Fine, we'll go." I heard him sigh in defeat. I bit back a smile, knowing that I shouldn't push my luck with him. 

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"Dad, seriously. Last time I checked, I'm the one getting married." I said, looking straight into his eyes. Who said Amber Walker couldn't be serious when she wants to? I searched around in my dad's eyes, looking for some kind of reaction. 

"Amber, I understand that it's your wedding and that you want it to be perfect. I know that you don't want anything to go wrong on your big day. However, you should keep in mind that you don't want to stress yourself out. I mean, 20 years from now, do you want to look back at your wedding photos and find yourself sporting eyebags, tired eyes and not to mention drifting off to sleep. I just want to help a bit, that's all."

Dammit. Dad has always had a way with words. Well then again, he's only asking to do the invitations. I mean, what's the worst that he could do? Invite Satan himself? He's my dad- not my enemy, he knows my relationship with people and who I don't and do like. 

"Fine. Go ahead." I said, watching a smile gradually appear on his face. 

"Good because i've already sent the invitations out." 

"What?" I turned my head quickly towards him, almost breaking my neck. He shot me a guilty smile. 

"I didn't know you would have had a problem with it so I just permitted myself." He said shrugging. I sighed in response, shaking my head slightly. 

In a week this is going to all be over. No more stressful wedding preparation. Just me and my husband. Only a week to go.

LOUIS' POV

A week. Fuck, I can't do this. Trying to get over her will not work if I see her again. I can't handle it. I'll just say I can't go. I patted around my back pocket to try and find my phone. Once I felt a cold screen touch my fingers, I pulled it out- only to find a missed call from Amber's dad. I called back- might as well get this over and done with.

"Hel-"

"I can't go." I blurted out, not bothering to deal with the useless small talk.

"What?" Is he fucking deaf?

"I said I can't FUCKING GO!" I shouted angrily at the phone. 

"I heard what you said, but why not? I mean she is-"

"I've got stuff to do"

"Like what?" Shit, I hadn't thought about that.

"I need to... water my erh..."

"Water your...?" He asked confused.

"Sunflowers."

"Sunflowers?"

"Sunflowers."

"Sunflowers?"

"Yes, I said sunflowers, ok." Fucking deaf man. 

"So you're saying you want to skip your ex step sister's wedding because you have this sudden urge to water your sunflowers this time next week?"

Fuck, why couldn't I inherit my dad's awesome lying skills. Ugh, fuck you mum for being so bad at lying.

"Yes." I heard a loud sigh after a couple of moments.

"Louis?"

"What?

"Is there something that you need to tell me? I know things have gotten awkward between you and Amber ever since I- uh-"

"Since you fucking cheated on my mum with some random college slut." I spat, tightening my grip on the phone. I fucking swear, if he was my phone- I'd be squeezing the life out of him. Kinda like how Homer does to Bart.

"Listen, I told you , it was a mi-"

"We're not talking about this now." I said quickly, refusing to let the memory of mum's breakdown make an appearance in my mind again. Once was enough. I refuse to let that ever happen to her. 

"Listen," I continued, "I really don't want to-"

"Amber personally invited you."

"W-What?" I stuttered. 

"Yeah... yeah. She erh, she made the invitation list and you were right at the top of it." He said quietly for some reason.  

I was? At the top of the list? Fuck, what is she trying to do to me? Is she doing this on purpose? She know show much she effects me. But, maybe she just wants to talk. Fuck, I'm not going to be able to control myself when I see her. I wonder how she looks now. Has she changed much? Is she still the same princess; the one that stole my heart five years ago? I gulped nervously as I heard her dad saying 'hello?' into the phone. 

'Hello? Hello? Louis, you there? Hello?" What the fuck is he? A parrot?

"Yeah, I'm here." I said quietly.

"Good- I thought you disc-"

"I'm coming. I changed my mind. I'll just erm ya know, water my tulips now." I coughed.

"Tulips? I thought they were sunflowers?"

Fuck.

"Same thing." I said quickly before disconnecting the phone. 

A/N

Hey guys- so some of you have been talking to me on my kik which is great. I love talking to you! Loads of you guys were asking for a sex scene. Aha well my little pervs:

1) Apparently there's a few 10-12 year olds reading this book, so I need to keep it PG.

2) I'm 14- gimme a break here. 

3) I'm not gifted with the talent of writing a hardcore sex scene, not to mention how awkward it'll be writing it. 

But don't worry, I'll try my best and erm I won't make it too err... wild. 

Bye!!! Love you my little pervy tigers <3 <3 <3

-Neha

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