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.


57. Chapter 57


"I think my boobs look too big in this." I said, looking at my reflection in the mirror. Cynthia dropped down her phone and looked up at me. She stared at my chest, while tilting her head to the side. 


"Yeah, it does but isn't that a good thing?" She smirked, looking back at her phone. 

"It's my wedding, not a nightclub." I groaned, pulling the curtains back to change into the last wedding dress. 

"But the only person in that room who would be looking at your two babies would be Dallas and ,if you think about it, it will make things more... interesting when you both get to bed." I knew by her tone that she was smirking. 

"Shut up" My voice trailed off. I swear, if she saw the blush on my cheeks, I would never hear the end of it. 

I quickly discarded the wedding dress and glanced over the last one. I touched the lacey pattern that it seemed to sport. I really hope he likes this. Sighing, I got into the dress for the last time. Tugging and grunting, I managed to pull the dress on me. I came out of the curtains and looked at Cynthia. 

"How is it?" I asked quietly, smoothing down the creases in the dress. It was quite elaborate to say the least. The bottom half of it was puffing out, making me look like a puffed fish. I looked up at her, only to find her staring at me with an open mouth.

"Wow, you look hot Am" She said. She jumped up, grabbed my hand and led me outside of the changing rooms to the counter. 

"What are you doing, Cyn?" I shouted. I tried to free myself from a her tight vault like grasp but failed miserably. 

"You are so buying this and if you don't, I will and make you feel guilty so you will have to wear it." She mumbled, mainly to herself. 

"Ok, I'll buy it. It is quite pretty." I said, imagining me wearing it, while walking down the aisle. I just only hope that the look on Dallas' face would be worth this. 

After paying, and changing out of the dress, we both decided to go home. We decided that we'll just look for my shoes tomorrow since we had spent most of our day looking for the perfect wedding dress. 

"Hey Cyn, can you go put the dress in the car? I'm just going to Starbucks to get-"

"A pumpkin spice latte? Puh-lease are you serious?" She scoffed.

"Actually, I was about to say a hot chocolate but-"

"Bitch please, we both know you were going to say Pumpkin Spice Latte- I know you too well for your own good Am." She said, raising her eyebrow in amusement. 

"Let your inner white girl free" She continued, while starting to run around like the crazy woman she is. 

"Okay fine! I'm going!" I laughed, shaking my head at her craziness. I walked to the nearest starbucks and ordered it. 

While I was waiting, I heard a little boy being to cry behind me. Curious, I turned my head around only to find him sitting on his mother's lap, who was trying to calm him down. She felt me staring and looked up at me, smiling lightly to which I returned. Next to them, there were two girls who were frozen.

Yes, I mean actually frozen. 

Are they alive?

I looked closely, only to find out that they were in fact breathing very lightly. What's going on? They both were staring at a person sitting in front of them. I couldn't make out who it was since I could only see the back of his head. 

"Orders ready." Alex, the man behind the counter, said- thrusting the drink to me. 

"Thanks" I said briefly, quickly beginning to rush out of the store, remembering that I had forgotten to give Cyn my car keys. 

As I was about to open the door, my eyes glanced back to see who the girls were staring at. 

I stopped in my tracks, completely forgetting about my best friend standing outside in the cold in front of my car. 

What's he doing here? 

Feeling my intense stare, he looked up from his drink; his eyes widening as he saw me.







I turned 15 last Sunday *whoop* *whoop*

So yeah, Amber and Louis finally meet. But I swear, this is NOWHERE near the end of the story. 

Let's just say, when Amber and Louis met- they're not suddenly going to fall in love and make 10874083274083275231 babies (as much as we would love that aha x)

I'm getting more awkward each year wow so I guess this is it for now.

Btw, if you wanna talk- my dets are in my bio (i think?!)

But yeah anyway


-Neha <3 


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