My Brother the Popstar

Chapter 29: Acceptions

I'm back, how wonderful, right? c:

Well, this is it. The second to last chapter. I honestly think I'm going to cry when I hit that completed button. Because I'm that emotional.

But anyways! Back to the point!

Here is...

Chapter 29-Acceptions.

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*Rachel's POV*

"There's no way in hell."

Why, oh, why did Louis have to blurt that out? I thought it was pretty clear to all of us that Liam is extremely overprotective of me. We should have at least watched done some of Liam's favorite things to get him buttered up first. We could have watched Toy Story, or Batman! Then we could have made him dinner, and slowly broke the news that way. Of course that wasn't the case, though. Lou just had to go blurting things out (as he does quite frequently) and it's gotten us in trouble once again.

Lou didn't even give me the chance to talk about the decision with him, he just decided to announce it to all of our friends without even asking me! I feel a little betrayed, to be honest, but I don't know how to talk to him about it without making things awkward between us. Moving in together seems way too fast for our relationship. Saying 'I love you' is one thing, but sharing an apartment? It's on another of commitment, one that I'm just not ready for. 

We're now all sitting in the living room, with Niall, Miley, and Harry awkwardly looking back and forth between the three of us.

"But, Liam-" Louis starts.

"Nope."

"Just-"

"No."

"C'mon!" Louis shouts in frustration. "She's got to have somewhere to live! It'll be so much easier this way!"

Liam sighs and looks at me. "Listen, Rach. I'm glad you got accepted to the University of London, I really am, but you are WAY to young to be living with a boyfriend." I nod, completely understanding where he's coming from. Of course I'm too young to be living with a boyfriend! Not only that, but we've only been dating for a few weeks! For once, I'm actually on my older brother's side, and I'm silently praying that he'll find a way to get me out of this.

Liam pauses, thinking for a moment. "Wait a minute! I've got an idea! How about this, instead of going to live with Louis and Harry, you can come live with me in London! I've got plenty of room in my flat, since I don't have a roommate. That way, there'll be more room, less of a chance of you seeing Haz naked, and also less of a chance of you two..." He squirms. "...doing what couples do in bedrooms."

Both me and Louis' faces slightly redden when he says this, and Harry awkwardly coughs. 

"Anyways," I change the subject. "Yeah, I actually like that idea! Just you and me! We'll get to spend a lot more time together!"

"Oh, my gosh." MIley says all of a sudden and looks at me. Her face is pale like she's seen a ghost. I know exactly what she's thinking. Miles applied too, and she hasn't been home in a week or two. 

"What is it, babe?" Niall asks frantically.

Almost instantly, Miley and I grab each other's hands and take off, racing across my front yard and towards the Mitchell house. We burst through the door to Miley's kitchen a few seconds later, practically giving her mother a heart attack.

"Jesus Christ, you two!" Mrs. Mitchell exclaims, putting a hand over her heart. "What? What is it?"

"Sorry, mum." Miley says sheepishly, laughing a bit. "But has a letter from the University of London come in the mail recently?"