Chapter Eight.

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Her eyes were red.

"So this is the girl you're sleeping with?!" she yelled.

I pushed her outside and closed the door behind me.

"I'm not sleeping with her."

"Then why have you been here so much?!"

"This is like my second time here..." I said.

I heard the door open and I looked behind me.

"Hey, there." Taylor smiled.

Oh no.

"You whore!" Tamy screamed

Taylor rolled her eyes. "Stop being so salty and calm down."

Tamy's eyes widened "WHAT?!"

She pushed past me and tried knocking Taylor down but Taylor stepped aside and Tamy tripped. She got up and fixed her hair.

"Who are you and what do you want with my boyfriend?" She said.

Taylor simply laughed and replied "Harry's not your boyfriend."

"How would you know?"

"Because.... he's my... brother. Yeah, he'd tell me if he had a girlfriend."

Tamy squinted and look back and forth between us.

"Brother? You guys look nothing alike."

"We're only related on my dad's side."

Tamy looked like she didn't know if she should believe it or not.

"Harry is this true?"

"Yeah, she contacted me yesterday."

"Oh... then I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She tried to hug Taylor.

"no it's okay." Taylor stepped back and went inside.

"I'm so sorry for bothering you."

"It'd best if you left.." I said.

"Okay..." She walked towards the lot.

I went back inside and walked over to Taylor.

"Nice save."

"I know right." She gave me a fist bump.

"But I'll never be able to act like you're my sister, I would never think of kissing her like I want to kiss you."

Taylor blushed, "welll, I guess you can't kiss me in public then."

I laughed. "Come here."

*Tamy's POV*

Harry's been a real asshole lately. and he expects me to believe it's because his so called sister is in town? No, no, no. There had to be something more. It has to be something else. They think I'm stupid, but I'm not like stupid or something. I heard a whistle from the next lane. I looked out my window and a car full of guys were staring at me. I rolled my window down.

"You're hot!" one of them yelled.

I scrunched my eyebrows together.

"No I'm not. My AC is on."

They all laughed and sped away.

When I got home, I noticed the lights were still on.

"I'm home!" I yelled.

I walked into the kitchen and mom was setting up the table.

"Mom, it's like 10 pm. That's a little late for dinner."

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