more than a stepbrother | lrh

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~Blair~

(one week later)

'beep beep beep beep' repeated over and over in my head. I groaned pushing my self up to stop my alarm clock.

Stretching my arms and yawning I climbed out of bed. I walk over to my wardrobe and took out a red over-the-shoulder sweater, some denim skinny jeans and my red flats.

I applied my usual makeup foundation, liquid eyeliner, mascara and a light pastel shade of pink lipstick.

I brushed all my hair out then straightened it with a flat iron.

Once I was done, I skipped downstairs. I walked into the kitchen to see Liz cooking some bacon and Dad reading the paper.

It's already been a week and I met Ben and Jack who were both very lovely and sweet. Jack told me about Celeste his fiancé who I can't wait to meet.

"Morning" Liz and Dad chorused. "Morning" I smiled at them both taking a seat opposite Dad.

"Would you like some tea?" asked Liz. "Yes please" I reply politely.

"Here you go love" she placed the mug of tea in front of me.

"Thanks" I grinned. I curled my hand through the handle lifting the mug, blowing air into the tea before taking a sip.

Then the doorbell rings. "He's here" Liz says and she runs to the door followed by Dad.

As I just sit there, confused. "Who's here?" I ask myself. I heard a lot of squeals and 'I missed you's' coming from the door.

I took another sip of tea, choking on it when a certain person walked into the room. Luke, Luke Hemmings, The actual Luke Hemmings.

I didn't think he was coming back for another 2 weeks. Holy god he is much hotter in person.

"Luke you haven't met my daughter yet this is Blair. Blair this is Luke" Dad introduced us. "Nice to meet you Blair" he held out his hand. My god his accent.

SHUT UP BLAIR FOR CHRIST SAKES HE'S YOUR STEPBROTHER!

"It's nice to meet you to Luke" I says shaking his hand.

"Is it me or can I smell bacon" Luke asks walking over to Liz.

"Yes, here have this" she says putting the bacon on some bread overlapping it and handed it to him.

"Thanks" he grinned like a 6 year old boy on Christmas Day, taking a seat next to me. By now my heart was beating as fast as a comet.