Dark Liam

Chapter 42

"Wait," Niall says and pulls you back into the room. You give him a questioning look.

"What?"

"I have an idea," an evil grin is planted on his face, and you know that he has some kind of plan brewing up.

He thinks to himself thoughtfully before speaking, "Let's freak your dad out."

You furrow your eyebrows together, "What are you talking about?"

"Well," he starts, "since your dad never told you about us being siblings..I have an idea that will make him tell you."

You like where he is going with this, and are curious to know more about his evil plan.

"I'm listening."

"Okay, so let's go out there holding hands."

"Whoa, what? But I'm with Liam?" maybe he's not going where you thought he was going with this..

"No!" he exclaims, "just listen. We can go out there holding hands and he will get all freaked out that his son and daughter are holding hands, and he will HAVE to tell you then."

You sit and contemplate it. What if Liam saw you two holding hands? He for sure wouldn't be happy about it. Who knows what he would do to Niall. Probably smash his face into the wall.

You peek your head out the door just in time to see Liam walk into the bathroom. Now would be the perfect time if you were going to do it.

"Okay, fine. You better hope this works," you say and quickly walk out with Niall. You grab his hand and interlock fingers as you walk down the stairs.

You walk into the living room and your father's eyes go wide at the sight of you and Niall holding hands.

"What happened to Liam?" was the first words out of his mouth. Wow, how were you supposed to respond to that?

Almost as if Niall was reading your thoughts, he speaks for you, "Eh, I got rid of him. Brooke is mine now." he squeezes you closer to him, and you feel regret for being this close to him. What would Liam think? Even though it was fake, you still felt as if you were cheating on him.

Your father scratches the back of his neck, "Uh, Brooke? Can I.. talk to you for a minute?"

"What for? Are Niall and I not a good couple?"

"Brooke. Kitchen. Now." his voice is more stern than usual. He immediately stands to his feet, and leads the way into the kitchen. You follow behind him, knowing that Niall's plan had worked.

"What?" you ask with a curious tone, trying to make it sound like none of this was fake and you had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"I don't know what to say.." he trails off.

"Then why did you make me come in here?" you question.

"No," he starts, "I know what to say..I just don't know how to say it.."

"Just spit it out."

He puts his hand on his forehead and begins rubbing it, signalling an oncoming headache probably.

"God, I regret not telling you this.."

"What? You don't like me and Niall together?"

"It's not that.." he says.

"Then what is it?"

"You can't be with Niall..he's your..brother.." he struggles saying the last few words, and you nod your head.

"I know."

He snaps his head up, "How?"

You cross my arms and narrow your eyes at him, "Liam told me."