My step brother

Taylor is a sixteen year old girl, who just found out that her dad got remarried, and that she now has a brother. After being an only child, and having no mom her entire life, she has to adjust to her new family. But when her parents find out what her and her step brother did while her parents were on vacation, taylor has to find ways to cover it up, and make sure no one finds out. With her step brother being famous, and super protective, she has to convince him they are not dating, and he is not her father. How will she ever survive her new life?


2. New Family

Taylor's POV

"Tay. Let's go." My dad said as I got my last piece of luggage. "Alright alright. I'm coming." I said. "Oh my god dad! It's hot as balls here!" I yelled. "Just get used to it." He said throwing his luggage into the cab. "You expect me to get into this thing?" I asked giving him a look. "You have no choice. Now get your ass in the car." He replied raising his voice. I sighed, rolled my eyes, and got in. "945 Jackson Ave." Dad said to the driver. "Yes sir." He replied.

"You are going to love your new brother. He's just like you. He likes greenday, blink-182, and all other of the bands you enjoy." Dad said. "Let's just hope my new step mom is nice." I mumbled. "Here we are sir." The driver said. "Here." Dad said giving him money. "Tay, go knock on the door." Dad said as he got the bags out of the cab. I walked up to the door. The house was big. As big as mine back in California.

I knocked on the door, and a woman answered. "Taylor!" She yelled hugging me. Did she ever hear of personal space? "Come in come in!" She said. Dad came in a few minutes after that. "Scott." She said kissing him. They ended up having a full make out session. "Ew mum. You told me you wouldn't go all gross." A boy said. I turned around. "You must be taylor. I'm Luke." He said. "Hi." I said unenthusiastically. My dad came up behind me. "Put on a smile, and get to know him." He whispered. I rolled my eyes, but smiled.

Luke's POV

"So Luke what do you do for fun around here?" She asked. I must say, she was breathtaking. "Well, usually my friends come over and we hang out." I replied. She didn't seem very impressed. "So, uh... We are going to the same school." I said. "Yea. School." She said. "You play?" She asked pointing to my guitars. "Yea. Actually my mates and I are in a band. You might have heard of us, we are called 5 seconds of summer." I replied. She shook her head. "Nope." She said popping out the "p".

"Lucas Robert Hemmings!" My mum yelled. I ran down the stairs into the living room. "Did you show taylor her new room?" Mum asked. "Uh no?" I replied. "Well do it now. Joy just called me, she said the boys are on their way over." Mum said. I nodded.

"Here's your new room taylor." I said opening her door. "Oh. Thanks." She replied. I smiled. "Do you need help unpacking?" I asked. "No. I'm fine. Thanks though." She replied. I nodded and walked out.

Taylor's POV

As I was trying to sleep, I heard loud music from Luke's room. I got out of bed, and walked over to Luke's room. I was wearing a crop top, which showed my belly button ring, short shorts, that were too short, and no shoes. My hair was back in a ponytail. "Luke! Can you turn it down!" I yelled over the music. "Uh. Yea. Sorry taylor." He replied. "Why hello taylor." Someone said. "You look rather sexy in that outfit." The same person said. "Excuse me." I replied. "Taylor, this is Ashton, Calum and michael." Luke said. I smiled and left the room.

"So, how do you like it here so far?" Dad asked. "Dad. I hate it. I have an obnoxious older brother, his friends are sexist, and a mum that probably works all the time." I replied. "This is hell dad." I said. "Give them a chance Tay." He said. "That's also what you said about the other wife you had, but look how she turned out. She ended up leaving." I said. "Taylor Allyson." He said. "Just telling the truth." I said. "Look moo, just give them a chance please" he said. I sighed. "You really like her don't you." I said. He nodded. "Fine. Just for you." I said. "Thanks moo!" He said kissing my head. My dad calls me moo a lot, because when I was little, my first word was moo, and I used to run around the house screaming moo.

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