Why do I hate him? Oh... That's why.

11-I Think I Love You...Brother

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Scarlett>>

I walked up stairs and started pulling everything out of my draws and in to whatever back pack could find.

Once I was done and grabbed all my bags and headed across the hall to Liam's room.

As I opened the door the smell of his cologne tickled my nose. He's room had typical teenager written all over it, a double bed, desk with a computer and clothes everywhere.

But this time he added different sizes of bra's laying around.

I dumped my stuff in the cleanest area of his room. And was about to walk out when Liam stood in the door way.

"Sorry about the mess."

I walked up to him while keeping eye contact. Man he's eyes are like drugs to me.

"It's okay you're a guy what can you say."

"I can say a lot of things but I'd rather keep them secret for now."

He gave me a smirk then walked over to his bed. I guess he was awkward with me being in he's room since he started to clean it.

"You don't have to clean your room it's not like I'm going to be sleeping in here. Remember I have the couch."

"Don't be silly Scar. I'm cleaning so it looks decent. But if you want to you can help. You got nothing better to do."

He gave me a smile that made my heart race.

"Okay fine where do you want me to start?"

He looked around thinking. Wow he thinks. Amazing...

"Any were. Well any were where you don't see a bootie short that is. I’ll clean them up, since I'm no player anymore."

My eyes widened in shock.

"Liam James, are you saying that you're giving up girls? But are you really going to the extreme to show the girl that you 'L.O.V.E' by doing this? I mean isn't a player always a player?"

He bowed his head and shook it with amusement.

"Scarlett. I'd do anything to get that girl and since she always complains about me being a player. I'm stopping to show her that I will do anything that pleases you."

It looked like he mentally slapped himself across the face. I don't know why. But I really don't care.

"Uhuh, Whatever. It's not like she will believe you. You have to show her that you're not interested in any other girl but her. You do know how to do that right?"

"Ugh. How would I show her that I'm not a player?"

Thought he would never ask that question.

"Hmm, I don't know that’s up to you to find out."

I was about to walk out of his room when he's soft voice got in my head. Why does he do this to me? I think it's because I'm jealous.

-No Scarlett. He doesn't like you. You're prac tally brother and sister. That would be disgusting.

You're right. Who would be interested in a suicidal nerd?

-Exactly. No one likes you.

Man I wish I was that girl. He better treat her right otherwise he's dead.