•you are Liam's twin sister
•when Liam transferred to Beacon Hills you went also
•you and Brett have a history of hating each other
"Do you have to ask him?" You ask Liam as you walk onto the Lacrosse field.
"He's in Satomi's pack y/n, he has to know something." Whatever, you think.
You hated Brett, he was a show off and a cocky jerk. Last time you saw him he was probably 4'9, had a bowl cut, and was the most annoying person ever, next to Liam. But, as Liam and Mason started walking faster towards an almost stranger, you stopped and crossed your arms. You were so confused. Brett couldn't look that......great? Could he?
You decided to wait in the car, you didn't want to see him. You knew you were blushing, and hurried off the field. While Liam and Mason were talking to the shirtless Brett, you herd them mention you.
"Is that your sister Liam?" He asked shockingly as you kept walking, pretending not to hear him.
"Yeah she was right behind me..." Liam said looking around.
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Liam and Mason had gathered no information, and decided to head back, but you decided to stay. You sat on the bleachers watching half naked boys run around playing Lacrosse. It was awesome.
It was probably 10 o'clock p.m, and you just woke up. Oh crap, you thought. You fell asleep. You sat up from the cold bleachers, reaching for your phone.
"Oh shit!" You said out loud. You forgot your phone in the car. Great.
"Need a ride?" A voice said distantly. Great, Brett.
You decided to except the offer and not make eye contact the whole time. You grabbed your purse and walked down the bleachers sassily. Before you could walk past him to his truck, he grabbed you by the shoulders, so you were face to face. He was a good foot taller than you, and now wearing a sweater.
"You've changed a lot, y/n." He said with a smirk, his hands moving slowly down your arms.
"Is that good or bad?" You said shaking him off. Once you walked past him, you smiled looking down. You could feel how hot your face was. He changed too, it was great.
You hopped in the back of his truck, putting on a mad face.
He jumped in, started the truck and started driving.
"Still live on Anderson Dr.?" He asked with no emotion.
"Yup." You said simply.
There it was again. You got so tired. Really fast.....
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"Hello?!?" You woke up breathing heavy and sweating. You were in your room, in your pjs, in bed. But Brett was sitting in the arm chair directly across from you.
"Why are you still here?" You almost whispered, your throat was so dry.
"I couldn't leave you alone, I don't know what it is.....but.....your not safe." He said. How cute! He sounds worried.
"No one is home." He said looking around. "But....I guess if your so tough, you can protect yourself." He said approaching your bed. "Goodnight, y/n." He said smiling, then he kissed the top of your head.
You blushed and as he walked away, you quickly grabbed his hand, pulled him down and whispered, "Stay..."
He switched off the lights and took his shirt off. He snuck in bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you. Nothing could ever go wrong like this... Right?
