Chapter 7 (part 2) *Edited*
(Brandon's P.O.V)
Girl I gotta go, I’m finished with the show
If you wanna *** me, I won’t say no
T-t-t-touchin on my ***
While I’m touchin on your ***
You know that we are gonna ***
Cause I don’t give a ***
I sat in my room with my music playing and pen in my hand but I couldn't do my work. The only thing that ran though my mind was the previous events that happened with Lizzie. Her competitiveness was intriguing. And I wanted more of it. I wanted more of her.
I thought of how focused she was on beating me. The way she stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth in concentration. How her eyebrows knitted together. The frustrated grunts that left her mouth when I beat her. She was definitely something else.
I also thought back to when I saw James and I smirked. He seemed to be even more angry towards me this time than any other time I see him. I wondered if he liked Lizzie. It seemed like it. Which makes Lizzie even more intriguing.
I snapped out of my thoughts when there was a small knock on my door. I turned around in my chair to see my mom walking through the door. I smiled at her before turning down my music.
"What's up mom?" I asked her as she was putting in her earrings. She looked dressed up, meaning her and dad were going on a date.
"Well me and your father are going on a date and I want you to keep an eye on everyone." I rolled my eyes. I am only one to two years older than every single person downstairs. I'm sure they can take care of themselves. Although....
I smiled at her before replying. "Sure thing mom, you two have fun."
"Thank you sweetie. You all be good." She rushed over and gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and left. I shook my head and put all my books away after I heard the front door close.
I got up from my desk and headed downstairs. Not before making a little trip to my wonderful baby sisters room of course. You see the thing is my sister is a hardcore directioner and her room is covered in it. So now that I know that Lizzie has no idea, I decided to have some fun. I walked in and grabbed a standee of Harry.
Yes I know their names. No I am not proud of it.
I headed down to the game room where Kelly, Lizzie, James, and June were playing a game of Mario Kart. Great she is distracted. I walked with the standee under my arm and made it just as they finished the game. Lizzie was cheering so I'm guessing she won. Kelly saw me from the corner of her eye and immediately stopped smiling.
"Sup' everyone." I smiled. everyone's attention was turned towards me and I received a greeting from everyone but Kelly and James.
"Hey Pretty Boy" I smiled at Lizzie's nickname for me. "What you got there?" I looked under my arm and looked at Kelly with a smirk.
"Oh this?" I lifted it, the picture facing me. "I thought I might bring you guys a little friend." I placed it down in the corner facing everyone. Placing my arm on it's shoulder I looked at her with a smirk on her face.
"Aww, isn't that cute. Brandon brought his boyfriend to visit us. I guess my questioning was right." She smiled. My smile dropped as everyone busted into laughter. "Haha you're so funny. But this isn't mine"
"No don't be ashamed. Embrace your sexuality. And be like your sister and don't be ashamed of what you love. One Direction." She laughed. Kelly stopped laughing and looked at Lizzie in astonishment.

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