Coz he was sunshine, she was midnight rain
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Ivy Kennedy
She's a legend before twenty-Hollywood's golden girl, the youngest self-made billionaire, and a model who owns every runway she walks. Ruthless. Unbreakable. A force of nature. The world se...
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"Of course, I'll stay." I nod, trying to hide my smile as I look away, trying to act nonchalant when I was anything but that .Grabbing his sleeve, I tug him inside.
"Hi, it's you again," Abuela greets him, giving me a look when she notices I'm still holding onto him.
"Hello, Abuela," he says, smiling back.
"Did Alex and Maddie come home, or are they still out?" I ask.
"Oh, they came in about five minutes ago. They're in Alex's room," she replies.
I nod and pull him along toward Alex's room. I knock, but there's no answer, so I open the door-and immediately slam it shut, feeling my stomach churn. I practically choke, trying to escape, but with my eyes squeezed shut, I bump right into his chest, hiding my face against him.
"What happened?" he chuckles, probably amused at the disgust on my face.
"I saw... tongues. Ugh." I mutter, gagging. He rubs my back a little, whispering, "I'm sorry, Ivy." I cling to his hoodie, fisting it tightly trying to scrub the image from my mind, when I hear Alex shout from behind the closed door.
"Knock before you come in, idiot!" he yells. I look up to see Lucas frowning, almost as if he's the one offended.
"Learn to lock the freaking door!" I shout back, annoyed. Unbelievable. I rush back to my room, and he follows, looking both confused and irritated.
Once inside, I start pacing, trying to shake off what I just saw. "I'm sorry, Ivy," he whispers slowly. But why does he look so sad?
I shrug. "I mean, I knew it would happen. It's fine."
Now he looks even more confused. "Wait, you knew? Then why didn't you stop it?"
I frown. "Why would I? It's none of my business. They're just two idiots making out in my freaking house," I say, annoyed by the last part.
"So... you were in an open relationship?" he asks, looking like he's about to gag.
"What the hell are you talking about? Why would I be in an open relationship?"
"I- I might be wrong, but... And hear me out .. didn't they technically cheat on you?" he asks, clearly perplexed.
This is getting frustrating. "Lucas, what are you..." I trail off as realization dawns on me.
I step closer and whisper, "Lucas, he's my brother."
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"He's what?" he ask, almost shouting , shocked out of his mind .
"He's NOT your boyfriend?"
"No," I says, biting her lip,hard .it was really hard not to smile as I watched relief spread all over his face .
"But at the ball, you said he was."
"I didn't want anyone knowing about our relationship,"
"But... you have different last names, and there's no resemblance between you."
