The Stepbrother

Chapter 2

"Hold on a sec, Chloe is calling me!" I lie. I'm not ready to meet his son, I'm barely keeping myself from going down there and screaming in David's face on how he just barged into my home. Who cares about his son anyway? He's probably some cocky kid who thinks he's better than everyone with the attitude everyone despises.

"Well call them back later!" My mom hollers trying to sound as sweet as she can.

"Ugh" I groan to myself and drag my body downstairs. I'm glad I changed into some clothes, my first impression to him doesn't need to be "slut" or anything. Then again it's my own home and I do as I please.

"Ah there she is!" She smiles holding her hand out to meet mine. "Harry this is my daughter Pason. Pason, this is Harry." She squeezes me.

"Hi" I simply say looking away trying to avoid eye contact.

"Hi" he smiles. His smile caught my eye. The way his dimples poke out, the way his jawline is now more visible, his pink plump lips are so full and look so soft..

"Damnit Pason. Shut up." I say to myself.

"Well, David i'm sure you'd like something to drink." She smiles holding on to his arm guiding him into the kitchen. "Kids, do whatever" she's smiling to much. And she already brought him a drink?

"So..?" He murmurs nervously. He's both cute but strange, like he's hiding something and ready to pop any minute.

"You can sit if you want." I offer and sit on the sofa. He sits beside of me and suddenly gets comfortable with his arms stretched behind his head.

I glance over at him raising my eyebrow with a questionable look on my face as to why he's making himself at home in my home? Excuse you sir.

"You don't think their serious about this do you?" he jolts with a serious look.

"I sure as hell hope not" I laugh sitting back.

"My dad has gone from woman to woman. I don't see this "marriage" thing in his nor my future." he smirks taking the lemonade my mom prepared earlier off the table and taking a sip. His voice is really husky, and so deep. It's kinda've sexy.

"Really?" I smirk to myself. So his dad is like my mom? Huh that's funny.

"Oh God yeah." he chuckles putting down his drink. "The man won't stop."

"My mom is the same way. I'm surprised they've stayed together this long." We both laugh.

I hear my mom laughing way to loud from the kitchen and look over at Harry who's already looking at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing?" he smiles scooting closer. "Just taking you in"

"Taking me in?" I laugh. "What the hell does that mean?"

"Well.. We're gonna be step-siblings pretty soon." He smiles to proudly.

"Woah, what happened to the whole " I don't see this in his future" thing?" I push.

"Never know." he winks and gets up from the sofa. "Pops let's go!" he yells. What the hell did he mean by that? I know he isn't about to twist his words on me. He made it clear he wasn't on board with the marriage idea and I was just about to start liking this kid because we both had something in common, our damn parents.

David returns in the living room with my mom clinging to his waist. Her eyes are bloodshot from the wine I'm assuming she was drinking and her balance is already off. She's only 100 some pounds, a glass or two of wine and she's throwing up. "Alright babe, go get some sleep for me" he says and kisses her forehead. He walks her over to me slouching her into my arms.

"Uh, yeah. Thanks for coming in, getting my mother drunk and leaving." I snap as I roll my eyes. "Mom, come on. Cooperate" I beg as I struggle to keep her steady.

"You know what dad, you go. I'll help Pason and I'll be right out." Harry smiles.

"Alright, later Pas!" He smiles waving off.

"Yeah, nice seeing you! Buh bye now." I drag.

"Here" he chuckles. "I got her" he smirks as he lifts her up in his arms bridal style and walks upstairs. The way his muscles move under his shirt is so..

"What room?" He startles me out of my thoughts.

"Uh next room on the left." I smile.

He lays her on the bed gently and smiles to himself. "The undressing her part is on you." He laughs.

I roll my eyes smiling. "Joy" I say. "Come on I'll walk you out." I say as he takes the lead.

"It was really nice to meet you Pason." He smiles.

"You too." I smile back. He hugs me gently and lowers his hands around my waist. I feel his fingers press into my sides burning my skin. He pulls back as he bites his lip smiling down on me.

"Bye Pason" he smirks and walks out the door shutting it behind him.

"I NEED MY SHOWER." I laugh to myself and lock the door as I walk up to my bathroom, once again.