Step brother

Step Brother
"Sweety! Wake up!" my mum woke me up at 3:30 am. Well, I’m (Y/N) and I live in L.A. only with my mum. My dad leaved us, when I was very young. I’m 16 and I don’t have any brother or sisters........

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1. Step Brother - 1

(Y/N)’s P.O.V.

"Sweety! Wake up!" my mum woke me up at 3:30 am. Well, I’m (Y/N) and I live in L.A. only with my mum. My dad leaved us, when I was very young. I’m 16 and I don’t have any brother or sisters.

So, my mum was out yesterday, and she met saparated guy. She sent me message 5 hours ago.

"What’s wrong mum?" I whispered and slowly opened my eyes.

"I met a guy and I really like him! So, tomorrow, we’re going to dinner at his place. And it’s not far from here." She was so happy. And I was happy for her.

"Mum that’s great." I didn’t really care about it, but I was pretanding to be excited.

She suddenly became worried. “What am I going to wear? I have to pick my dress. Right now. Sweety come and help me.” She took my hand,but I stopped her.

"It’s almost 4 am, I’m tired mum. And tomorrow, you’ll have all day to pick your dress. I wanna sleep."

She caressed my hair and looked at my eyes. “You’re right. You know, I’m just.. I don’t know what’s happening..-” “You’re in love. I know how it works.” She smiled. “Goodnight (Y/N). Thank you darling.” She kissed my forehead. “Goodnight mum.”

She closed the doors and turned off the light. I fell asleep.

Next morning:

I woke up at 9 am. I changed my clothes and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and looked at the mirror. “O gosh, my exercises are really working!” I saw my hips, belly and legs. They were perfect. But in just one night? Maybe I didn’t saw the difference before. I went downstairs and sat at the table.

"Morning sweety." "Morning mum. How’s your new love guy?" She smiled and put the plate with pancake on the table. "He sent me message this morning." I giggled and greased pancake with Nutella. "And?" She made a weird look. "You don’t have to know everything." "What’s his name anyway?" "Patrick. And he has a son your age. He’s name’s Justin." She sat at the table.

"And how old is he?" I was curious. I will have a step brother. I hope he’s nice.

"19. I think." I grabbed my plate and put it in the dishwasher.

"Mum, that’s so not my age. He’s 3 years older than me." "Sorry. 16 and 19 is the same for me." She rolled her eyes. I giggled.

"So, when are we going?" " 7pm."

I nod and went to my bestfriend.

Later:

I came home at 5:30 pm. “Mum?” I yelled. “In the bathroom.” She responded. I threw my bag on the sofa and went to the bathroom. I saw mum standing infront of mirror and looking at herself. “Am I good enough?” She was so worried. “You’re beautiful.” She smiled.

"Go and change yourself." I nod and ran to my room. "Oh and also take your clothes for tommorow." I heard her screaming. "Why?" I screamed back. "I will tell you later." I change my clothes and put some more clothes in my bag. I put some makeup on my face and went downstair.

"Why do I need extra clothes?" Mum looked at me.

"(Y/N), I know it’s weird, but Patrick invited us in his house till tommorow.

"What?! We are going to sleepover?" I was shocked. How can I sleep in strangers house? I don’t even know that Justin. Maybe he’s a killer or some freak who drinks alcohol every night.

"No way mum!" I crossed my arms and sat on the sofa.

"(Y/N) sweety, that means a lot to me. Please. Do this for me. It’s just one night. Maybe, next month, you will live there." She sat next to me.

"I really hope his family is nice, cause I don’t wanna live with freaks." I softly whispered. She hugged me.

"I’m sure Justin is as nice as Patrick." She stood up and took car keys.

"Let’s go." I took my bag and went to the car.

10 minutes ago:

Mum stopped car infront of beautiful, big house. “Is he rich?” I asked her. “I guess so.” She replied.

We wanted to knock, but Patrick already opened the door.

"Hello and welcome here." He kissed mum. It was kinda awkward.

He took my hand. “I’m Patrick and you’re (Y/N), right?” “You’re right. Nice to meet you.” I fake smiled.

We came in. This house was so big and perfect. I loved it so much. “I can get used of this.” I thought to myself.

"The dinner is not ready yet, but (Y/N) you can go to Justin’s room. It’s upstairs, second door on the left." I nod and went upstairs. I was wondering where’s the guest’s room.

I found Justin’s room. I knocked and I stepped in.

"Hello?" I said quietly. He just looked at me and continued listening music.

"You must be Justin." I said louder. He looked at me again. "Yeah, I know you’re (Y/N)." He rolled his eyes. Now I knew he’s not so nice.

"Where’s guest’s room?" I said and crossed my arms. "We don’t have it. Dad said, you’ll sleep in my room. The carpet is all yours." He was so mean.

I came closer to him and put out his earphones. “Ok, listen now. I’m trying to be nice, and you’re not. If you won’t be nice to me, I won’t be with you. Do you understand me?”

"What’s your fucking problem? You don’t live here, you can’t command me!"

"We’re step brother and sister now. I can do whatever I want to do with my bro."

He pushed me away.

"We will never be brother and sister!" He yelled.

I sat on the bed and took my phone. “Get off my bed.” I rolled my eyes and sat on the floor.

"Dinner is ready!" We heard Patrick was screaming. I stood up and follow Justin. He closed the door infront of my nose. "What a jerk." I opened doors and went downstairs.

They were already sitting at the table. “Are you guys already know eachother?” my mum asked us. “Yes. I know his annoying side.” I whispered and only Justin heard me. He looked at me and killed me with his eyes. “What did you say?” mum asked again. “Yes mum, we do.” I said louder.

We ate dinner at 9:30 pm. “(Y/N) will sleep on the bed, and you will sleep on the sofa. Ok?” Patrick asked Justin. He nod and rolled his eyes.

Mum and Patrick washed the dish and me and Justin went in his room.

He closed the doors and sat on the bed. “You’re not going to sleep on my bad.” He said. “Why do you have to be so mean and annoying. I really thought you’re nicer.” I yelled at him. “You’re annoying!” He yelled back.

"You know, I’m gonna take a shower." I went in the bathroom and took a shower. I came back with only a towel covering me.

"Justin, go out, so I can change my clothes." "No, I won’t. I will turn around." I rolled my eyes. "Ok, but don’t peek." I let the towel and quickly put on my underwear. I looked at Justin and saw him peeking. I took the towel and covered my breasts. "You jerk! You promised!" I grabbed a book on the shelf and threw into him. He laughed. "I didn’t promise you anything. Remember?"

I quickly put on my pijama. “But you know, you’re hot when you’re angry.” He bit his lip. I rolled my eyes. It was already 11 pm. He took a shower too. When he came back, I was sleeping on the floor. “You can sleep on my bed.” I looked at him. “I won’t sleep with you jerk.” He smiled. “Come on. You can’t sleep on the floor.” I ignored him and he came to me and picked me up. He put me on the bed.

We fell asleep.

Later that night:

I woke up at 2 am, because of noises and moans. “What the hack?” I said and Justin woke up too. “Your mum didn’t came here only for kissing.” He was so annoying. I rolled my eyes. “You want to have fun too?” He giggled. “Are you kidding me?” He laughed. “No.” I lied down again. Justin took off his shirt. I made a weird look. “What are you-” “It’s hot here, that’s all.” I closed my eyes. Suddenly I felt Justin kissed me on the cheek.

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Part 2 is coming soon:-)

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