Chapter 16: meet the sibling.

I'm prepared for the worst now.

"what?! when?! who is he?!"

Oh there we go again, he's going all protective.

"few days ago..." I muttered.

"and I'm knowing about this only now because?" he dragged out the 'because'.

"because I don't need you to go all over-protective. and don't need to worry because I've told you about him before..."

"who?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Taylor..."

"WHAT?! you're dating the cool kid?"

"you're outdated..." I muttered.

"whatever... I demand an explanation, if it wasn't for food or Vanessa, you'd be in an interrogation."

"who's Vanessa?" I furrowed my eyes brows.

"oh! I forgot to mention, Vanessa, my girlfriend, is coming for dinner," he said, closing the door behind him.

Oh great! just great, first my brother finds out about my boyfriend and now I'm meeting his girlfriend. What is this? meet the sibling? Maybe that Vanessa girl was the girl he was chasing that time he asked me for advice. I'm definitely going to ask her why she's dating Vince. And how they met, because I wanna see if my advice helped him. Then maybe ruin his life if how they dated was my idea, I'll tell her. Yes, I'm such a good sister.

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"so how'd he ask you out?" I asked Vanessa.

She was beyond pretty. She could have been a freaking model, her figure made my self esteem drop. And she was extremely nice as well. Now I'm starting to think as to why she's dating Vince. I mean Vince is... well Vince.

"well, he asked if I wanted to go to Universal Studious, and who could say no to that! it's freaking Universal Studious. then yeah, we had lots of fun and finally at the end of the day, he asked me to be his girlfriend. and actually, even before that, I already has a teeny tiny crush on him..." she blushed.

"awww! by the way, that Universal Studious idea was mine," I smirked, recieving a glare from Vince.

Then dinner went by okay afterwards. Of course there were some parts in which I just got grossed out by their cheesiness, even for me, and that says something. Well, at least they weren't those type of couples that called each other really gross names like 'honey-ba-tootie' or shomething like that cause those couples gross and creep me out. It was just weird okay.

While they went to watch a movie, in the living room, I went up back to my room to complete my wall. Yeah, I digressed a little. Preshing play on my speaker, Girls by The1975 played and I started humming to the tune while neatly putting the pictures onto my wall. I gave up on the heart idea, seeing as to how much pictures I have, and if I wanted to add some, I'd have to take some off, which I didn't want to. Instead, all I did was to paste them onto the wall in a neat and simple way.

"the 1975 huh?" someone asked.

That caused me to jump, and being on a bouncy bed, it caused me to fall, hitting my leg in the process. It hurt a little, but it was those that hurt only for like 10 seconds, and then it's back to normal.

Taylor. It was Taylor. He was the one that scared me. And he, being the ever so good boyfriend he is, was rolling on the floor, literally, laughing his ass off. My leg didn't hurt that bad, but I decided to play a prank.

"Taylor! Taylor, my ankle hurts, I can't turn it. I think I sprained it." I said, faking panic.

If there's anything useful that I can do, is act. I can even fake cry. But I though a sprained ankle wouldn't hurt that bad, but I've never had one, so I don't know how it feels. But Vince did once, and he didn't cry. Or maybe he wanted to, but just wanted to put up a man front for god knows who.

And of course, he was laughing even harder. Such a good boyfriend.

"ugh you're no help! stop laughing! I need my phone..."

"wait you're serious?"

"no I'm Harry Potter," I rolled my eyes, "yes I'm serious!"

"shit! that's my fault! dear gosh Summer I'm so sorry! uh okay um c'mon uh we'll uh go to the um hospital..." he said, panicky.

I felt bad for seeing him like this, he looked truly worried. Maybe because if I did hurt my leg, it would've been his fault. He carried me bridal style and rushed out of my room. Okay, it was definitely time to tell him.

"Taylor put me down!"

"no, no, we've got to get it checked."

"no! I'm not hurt! I was kidding!" I laughed.

He stopped abruptly, shocked.

"you'e so mean! I was seriously worried!" he exclaimed, putting me down gently.

"sowie," I said, smiling innocently at him and giving him the puppy dog face.

I guess he gave in to my face, as he laughed lightly and pecked my lips. Even though it was just a peck, it made my heart explode into fireworks. Yes, I still do get those butterflies, or maybe frogs. or maybe even the whole zoo in my stomach when he kisses me. I guess I'm still that girl who still can't believe that she's dating Taylor.

It actually is pretty hard to believe... I used to hate cool kids. And now, one of them is my boyfriend and another is my best friend and my best friend's best friend. I guess I only saw what I based on in movies and stuff like that. It actually has taught me something; not everyone is who they seem to be. You never really know them until you actually do. The popular girl who cares about her hair and make up, is actually nice. They popular guy, whose supposedly to be a bad boy, is actually a real sweetheart. And now, both of them are part of my life.

"how'd you get in?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"your brother let me in, after a serious man to man talk."

"it's indeed 'meet the sibling' day..." I muttered.

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