Henry's POV:
I felt myself burn up as I was some sort of tea pot ready to burst in flames.
"What...did you just say?" I asked. Brody looked up to me, "We're not at school...Henry. Drop the act. I'm staying here for the time being, your father let me and I suggest you speak more kindly because I'm not the only one here. Plus, I didn't know you were his son." Brody replied as he glanced at someone from behind him. I tried to look at who or what was behind him, but Brody blocked me.
"I heard your room is the biggest, so I suggest we be nice to each other for awhile." He replied again.
"My father....?" I asked. I felt like punching the heck out of Brody at this moment, but I had to keep my cool.
"Yeah, my father and yours are pretty close and well, I'm also pretty close to your dad too." He replied again. Luke decided to stop playing his game, he patted me on the back.
"Well, I'm going." He simply replied. I glared at my brother as he walked back into his room. I slid a bed out from under my original bed, it was meant for a friend ...if I ever had a friend, that is.
"Thanks." Brody replied softly. He glanced at the person behind him, "We need to be thankful..Hazel." He replied again. Hazel? Who's that? A little girl walked from behind Brody, she was seriously really adorable but there was something that kind of made my feel chills down my spine. From my observations, it looked as if she was crying. She whispered a 'thank you' and went back to cling onto Brody again.
"The bathroom is there and well, I guess you already know where the kitchen is?" I replied, trying to look as polite as I could in front of Brody.
"Yeah, thanks." Brody whispered again. I could tell he was trying to look strong but his long sighs were making it real hard for someone to be fooled by that.
Brody's POV:
Who knew? That Henry was the son of Mr. Johnson, I mean...dude, seriously. I didn't even know they were related. I sat on the bed, feeling a bit uncomfortable. It was kind of creepy how it already had pillows on it and it was neatly done.
"I tend to fix it, my brother sometimes stay in my room sometimes playing games all night." Henry replied as he went to lay on his bed.
"Just rest and try to feel comfortable..." I was feeling oddly weird about his sudden change of kindness, it was like something suddenly affected him and all he could think to do was be 'nice'.
Luke's POV:
My phone started beeped, I stared at the text message my girlfriend had sent me.
'You better not tell anyone about us. Alright? Just keep our relationship a secret...Okay? I hate it when people look at me like I'm sort of weirdo.' - Narissa
I sighed, looking at the pictures I had taken with Narissa. Narissa didn't like the fact we would go public, if you were wondering who she was exactly. She was a famous singer, she has an acting career and right now, people think she is dating some mystery guy. They don't expect it's just some ordinary guy like me, I just don't get why I have to be kept as a secret. Sighing again, I replied with an 'okay'.
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Sorry, guys for the huge delay and short chapter.
I'll be updating soon.. it's just I have lots of assignments and I have a life, but I will try to balance the two. (:
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