Shh.. Don't Tell My Brother! ♥

Chapter Two.

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 Allanah's Pov:

   "What are you doing?" Conrad muttered, looking at me as if I were stupid.

   I rolled my eyes at him stubbornly, flipping my hair over my shoulder. "Sitting. Is that a problem?"

   "Yeah, I can't have you sitting alone in my LAMBORGHINI. I don't trust you." He crossed his arms like a angry four year old who didn't get a toy car that he had deeply pleased. His last four words lingered in my mind though, repeating itself over and over again. I don't trust you.

   How can one know one for 2 years and tell one straightforward something so deep and heartless? I chuckled in my mind, answering the question just a few seconds after. Conrad, that's who. He's a feelingless bastard who only cares about himself and pleasure.

   He's stubborn, and I could never see why any girl would snog that boy.

   Even so get in his pants.

   I almost threw up in my mouth.

  But I do give him a point because he's definitley attractive, and well..sexy. But that still doesn't change the fact that he's a player and stupid.

   "Well, get out already." Conrad motioned for me to go outside. I annoyingly exited the car as he asked, knowing that he'd add a rude comment if I decided to stay in place.

   I followed Conrad into what seemed like a building of mazes with doors leading to who knew what, and when we finally came across a random door that Conrad had the keys too, I figured that it was his dorm. No shit.

   I studied the place slowly, realizing that he was just the type to have clothes everywhere, junkfood on the tables, with the smell of cheap cologne in the air. Oh god. It reaked. I hope Conrad didn't own the cologne, and that it was probably just his roomate's.

   After Conrad searched through every messy heap in his room at least twice, he finally sighed and said, "I'm going to check my bestfriend's room. I'll just be a second."

   I shrugged, and soon Conrad was outside and the door was shut meaning I was alone. I instantly laid on his bed, which I knew was his because he began searching around it before the other one, which was closer to the door. His bed wasn't made, but it was still comfortable. Feeling like a creepy stalker, I sniffed his pillow, smelling his scent, which was the smell of yummy milk chocolate.

   Suddenly, I hear a knock on the door, which startled me at first. I climbed out of his bed and hesitated to open the door. Was it Conrad, maybe? He must've forgotten his key here. Thinking that was the answer, I opened the door, only to see a girl wrapped in a pinkish colored robe. From what it looked like, that was all she was wearing.

   What was Conrad thinking?

   I quickly studied her.

   Her hair was the blondest blond I had ever laid eyes on. She was wearing a pink lip gloss that was pretty shiny, and she wore on a little too much makeup around the eyes. She smelled of victoria secret perfume and she was showing a lot of clevage.

   "Who are you?" She paused, her eyes quickly turning furious.

   "Lana, who are you?" I asked, as if she were an alien for not knowing who I was.

   "Amber.. Where's Connie?" She rolled her eyes at me, trying to look over my shoulder. Connie? I wanted to barf.

   "Um he's out for a little bit."

   "Who are you?" She asked, finally realizing my presense again.

   "Why does it matter? I mean, we're both fucking the same guy, doesn't mean we have to socialize with his other customers." I crossed my arms as I leaned on the doorframe. While I was here, why not mess around with his life? I was actually enjoying this.

    "Conrad wouldn't do it with you hun, you look like you're 12." She smirked.

    "Sweetie, I'm not. Kay? And if that's too hard for your naked ass to handle, why don't you just throw a punch right now? Oh, but wouldn't want to break a nail, right? And by the way, you look like your 34." I muttered to her.

   She made a 'ugh' sound, saying, "Why don't you just play with your barbie dolls?"

   "This is more entertaining." I giggled, pulling the string to her loose robe before she could stop me. In a matter of seconds, her robe was down and there Amber stood, only in her white laced lingere.

   "You..bitch!" She yelled.

   "Toodle-oo." I smiled, waving goodbye and shutting the door on her before she could actually slap me.

   After about 15 minutes, Amber had left and Conrad had returned, with his phone and a pissed off face.

   Oh noes.

   "Why the hell would you do that to my girlfriend?" He raised his voice.

   I stood up from where I was sitting. "What? It's not like it wasn't going to come off anyway, 'connie'."

   "Shut the hell up and listen to me. You mess with her again and I'm going to make everyone hate you. Even your parents and Logan, so don't give me another bullshit like this, okay?"

   I zipped my mouth shut then, realizing that Conrad had actually liked this chick, and that I had almost ruined it for him.

   But then again I was enjoying seeming like Conrad's 16-year-old fuck buddy.

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   After we came home, I waited for Conrad to doze off on the call of duty he had been playing in Trevor's old room which took about 2 hours, and after he was sound asleep, I made a few calls and texts with his and my phone. Don't ask. It was laying on the table basically asking me to go through it, okay?

   First, I replied to Amber the blond's texts.

WHO WAS THAT BITCHY GIRL IN UR ROOM? SHE PULLED OFF MY ROBE AND SAID YOU WERE FUCKING HER! ARE YOU PAYING PEOPLE TO SLEEP WITH YOU? WTF IS THIS CON?

Chill the fuck down sweetie. She's just some annoying girl I had to babysit. Everything she told you was a lie.. You're the only girl I sleep with now. ;) Maybe I can make it up to you tomorrow afternoon?

   So maybe it wasn't how Conrad texted, but I was doing him a favor. Plus, I doubt she's the only one he's doing it with. I know Conrad and even if he has a girlfriend, he's at least having fun with 4 other girls.

   Then, I grabbed my phone and texted everyone that there was a party at my place. Which there would be in less then 10 minutes. Then I texted my bestfriend Sarah to get the junk food and alcohol.

   This party is going to be great. I smiled, rubbing my hands together evilly.