"Shit."

Mom stood there next to Dad, looking around the mess we made. It wasn't exactly mess. Just some pizza boxes, sodas, some chocolates and all the normal food chips. We had boys and as everyone knows, they eat like pigs. Oh! Let's not forget, some of the sheets to cover our self while sleeping. Well not in that sense, but it was kind of chilly so.. That's not the point though. And also I didn't inform my mom about the company I might have.

"What on the earth is going on here? Why was I not informed about this party?" Mom asked, looking around. Her glance then settled on me.

I smile sheepishly at her, "You see, Mom. I kind of forgot to inform you about my friends staying over." I looked at her, but only receive a glare and a raised eyebrow. "But I told Liam about it and he didn't exactly say anything." I quickly added.

I looked behind me to see everyone looking anywhere, but at my Mom. This is so embarrassing. However, when I looked at Chase, he was glaring at something on the ground. Guess this is awkward for him too. Being my neighbour and all. I shrugged at that thought.

"Oh?" Mom replied in shock. Dad was surprised too. "Liam didn't have a problem? Well, that's new. Never thought that this day would come," she said looking at me, dumbfounded. I don't actually blame her. When a person is ready to drop college for his sister, just to make sure no guy messes with her or comes near her, is allowing guys stay over is a big deal. But he technically didn't agree. But mom doesn't have to know that.

I forced a smile, "Yeah, well. He loves me too much."

Just as the words left my mouth, Chase got up and stormed out of the living room. Not even a second later, we heard a bang of the door shut. He left. Why does he get angry whenever I bring Liam up? Maybe he doesn't know that Liam is my brother? And even if he doesn't, why does he care? He likes Emma, doesn't he?

Alec, Jason, Ryan, Leah, Ashley, Laura and even my parents shared a knowing look. Am I missing something?

"Okay.. Um.." I looked at Mom. "Since we made this mess, we'll clean up while you guys go rest." I suggested.

"Okay. You can go have breakfast with your friends. But come back soon," Dad said and went upstairs with Mom.

"So let's clean. Then we can go," Ashley broke the silence. We nodded and started cleaning up.

I don't understand what Chase's problem is. You can't just leave a place like that. When he walked out, I knew he was angry. It seems like everyone present in this room knew the reason except for me. What would have possibly gotten Chase so angry?

"Don't worry. He'll come around." Alec smiled. I smiled back. We quickly tidied the room and left for breakfast. Boys wanted to go home, so they didn't come with us. We talked about meeting in school and they left soon.

**

I stormed out of Chloe's house and went to my house. I went straight up to my room and slammed the door shut. I don't care if Mom comes and shouts at me for banging the door shut. All I know is that I'm angry. I don't want to be angry, but I am. After what Chloe said, it was like a punch in my guts.

Why do you care? A small voice in my head asked. Why do I care? I freaking don't know. One thing I know is that, I do care. I sighed and hung my head. I sat down on my bed and groaned. What have I done? I just stormed out of the place for, apparently, no reason. I have my reason, but Chloe might think something is wrong with me.

I didn't like the way she said that Liam loves her, so casually. Who is Liam anyways? Does she love him too? Of course, she does. Or else, she would have noticed me. I know she did, but in like like way.

Are you jealous?

That stupid voice in my mind won't shut up. No, I'm not jealous.

Sure about that?

Urgh! Now, I'm talking to myself. Great. I can't be jealous though. Or am I? No, no way, am I jealous. She can do whatever she wants. She can love whoever she wants. I don't care.

I got up and took a shower. After that, I went downstairs to eat breakfast. My stomach was growling in hunger. Today being Sunday, Mom must have prepared something delicious.

When I reached the kitchen, I saw dad and Brenna, my younger sister, already sitting and eating.

"Good morning." I greeted, forcing a smile.

They turned their head and looked at me. Dad only nodded and continued eating. Geez! People in this family love to eat. Even if there was a huge fire, I bet Dad would still be sitting on the chair and eating, as if nothing was happening around.

"Where were you, mister?" Mom asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"I was at Chloe's house. We all had a night out as her parents weren't home," I said, replaying the events of the night and the morning.

I sighed and took a seat next to Brenna. She looked up and gave me an adorable smile. I smiled back and kissed her cheeks. She giggled and went back to eating.

"Night out, huh? Or were you doing something else?" She wiggled her eyebrow.

I had just taken a sip of water and started choking on it. What!?

"No, Mom. All of our friends were there," I said, throwing her an incredulous look. She smiled innocently at me. I rolled my eyes.

"You like her, right?" Again, choked. But this time not by water, but by my own salvia.

"What!?" I yelled. "No, Mom. I don't. Do you know what you're talking about? Who are you talking about? It's Chloe, Mom." I widened my eyes and stared at her.

"So? I know its Chloe. I like her. She is a sweet girl. And I know you like her too," she said, turning her back to me.

"No. I don't," I snapped at her. She turned her head slightly towards my direction and threw me a look that says 'Really? Do you think I'm dumb?' "Even if I did, I think I screwed it up."

"Go on, continue. What did you do?" Mom asked.

"Well, she was talking to her parents about how she told Liam that we were outing at her place and her parents seem shock that Liam allowed her and all that shit. But then she said, he will allow her because he loves her. I don't know why, but I got angry and stormed out of there. I did a silly move, Mom. I don't know what I was thinking. She just said it so casually that I thought she might like him. I didn't like that. I don't even know this Liam guy. But I already hate him. Why? I don't know. But now, what if she likes him? I shouldn't have stormed out like this. She wouldn't like me after my ass move. Don't mind the language. But Mom tell me what should I do..." I took a deep breath. I don't know how I managed to speak in a single breath. I was rambling in front my family.

There was silence. A complete, utter silence. Dead silence.

Slowly, I looked up to see Brenna was looking at me in awe. Her eyes wide as she stared at me. I looked at dad, whose attention was on me. His cup of tea near his mouth, but his mouth wide open along with his eyes. Shock was evident on his face.

Mom was looking at me like I was a piece of candy. Let me mention it clearly; last piece of candy and she was a person who hasn't eaten in months. I was afraid she might jump on me any second.

Dad turned to mom, still wide eyes and asked, "Honey," he looked at me, again. "Where is Chase?"

I looked at him, dumbfounded. I blinked and blinked again. That's when I heard a loud squeal coming from my Mom. She ran towards me and hugged me tightly.

"Oh my God! My son is in love." She squealed again and turned to dad. "Did you hear the way he talks about her? Oh my God! Oh my God!" She continued ranting and pacing around. I was just staring at her.

"I'm proud of you, son." Dad faked teared and shook his head. I looked at Brenna, who was grinning at me. Her whole face lit up. I blinked at my family. Are they for real? My face was blank. My mind was blank. I stood up and left the kitchen with my Mom talking to Dad about my wedding. Yeah wedding. I'm still 17, for god's sake. I left my house, because if I stay there any longer. I'm going to go insane.

**

It was 4 o'clock in the evening and I was bored out of my mind. All my friends were busy with family outing, some having family get together and all that. Today was Sunday, so naturally everyone is with their family. But my family is apparently different. How so, you may ask? Well on most of the Sunday's, my parents go out on a date. They behave as if they are still teenagers. They leave me and Brenna home.

"Kids, we are leaving," Mom shouted from downstairs. I sighed and went downstairs to bid my goodbye. As I reached down, I saw Brenna jumping in my Dad's arms and kissing him goodbye on his cheeks and then running to the living room to play with her dollhouse that she has been playing for past two hours.

"Bye. Have fun," I said, smiling. Dad smiled back and gave me bro hug thing. You see, my Dad is so cool.

"Bye. Behave and take care of Brenna," Mom said, sternly. But her eyes softened, when she remembered something. "Actually, it's fine. I already called someone to take care of that." She winked at me. I was about to open my mouth, but she beat me to it. "She might be coming soon. Bye." Without a reply, she slammed the door behind her.

She? Who is she that is coming to take care of Brenna?

Shrugging, I went to the living room to watch TV and also made sure that Brenna doesn't make a mess and hurt herself. She has a tendency to just sit there like nothing happened and after few minutes, if you look, you'll find that she has somehow managed to hurt herself. I don't understand her. But she is my sister and I love her. Well, that sounded cheesy. Even though it was for my sister.

After half an hour, the doorbell rang. I got up and made my way towards the door. I swing the doors open, only to be surprised.

Chloe was standing there with a small smile on her face. Damn, she looks cute. She wore a blue skinny jeans and a white 'One Direction' t-shirt. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail with some strand falling on her face.

"Hey," Chloe said, smiling up at me.

"Hi?" I said in confusion. Why is she here? Not to be rude or anything. Did she want to talk about what happened this morning? I hope not.

"Your Mom came and said that she and your Dad were going out. So she needed someone to look after Brenna," she said, answering my confused expression.

Oh! So she was the one that Mom was talking about. I smirked at her and opened the door wider for her to come in. She walked in and asked, "I never met Brenna. Where is she?"

I nodded my head towards the living room. She turned, but before she could go any further, I went directly behind her and whispered in her ears, "You are, not only babysitting Brenna, but me too."

I felt her shudder at our close proximity. I smirked as she turned around and took a step back. I saw a blush forming on her face. My smirked widened.

"Um I think you're b-big enough to take c-care of yourself," she stuttered, moving her hand to remove the hair from her face and tugging it behind her ears.

"No. I'm not. You are mature to take care of us." I batted my eyelashes like girls and pouted, trying to make an innocent face. She laughed at my face and shook her head. I smiled and we went in the living room.

"Brenna," I called my seven years old sister. She turned and smiled. Her eyes then fell on Chloe who was smiling adorably at her. "This is Chloe. Chloe, this is my sister Brenna." I introduce them.

Brenna beamed and came running towards Chloe. "You are so pretty," she said in awe.

"Why, thank you. You are pretty yourself," Chloe said and softly pinched her cheeks. Brenna giggled.

Suddenly, she narrowed her eyebrow at Chloe. "Are you Chloe, that Chase was talked about this morning?" She asked, looking confuse. Shit! I forgot she was also there when I rambled about Chloe.

Chloe turned to me, raising an eyebrow in question. "You were talking about me? May I ask why?"

I laughed nervously at her and shook my head. "What? No. I was not." It looked like she didn't believe me. "Come on, Chloe. Brenna is just seven. She doesn't know what she is talking about?"

Brenna opened her mouth, but I covered it with my hand and gave her a stern look. Then, I turned to Chloe, who narrowed her eyes at me and was looking suspicious.

"Okay.." She said, slowly. I sighed in relief. "So what are we going to do?"

"Can we play with my Barbie?" Brenna asked, giving Chloe her best puppy dog face she could muster. Clever child.

Chloe chuckled, "Sure." She, then, looked at me. I could see mischief lit her eyes. She smirked at me and said to Brenna, "Actually, I was thinking. Why not give Chase a makeover? It looks like he needs one." She said, her gaze still on me.

My eyes widened as the words left Chloe's mouth, who had a full blown grin on her face. I saw Brenna's eyes lit up. She bounced up and down, nodding her head yes. While I shook my head, frantically.

"Yes, yes!" Brenna shouted.

"No way," I said, shaking my head. My manly feeling is already hurt from this morning when I rambled. I don't need any more of it. My pride is already crumbling down.

"Please, Chase." Both Chloe and Brenna looked at me giving me their puppy dog eyes.

Resist it Chase.

Later, I found myself in front of the mirror. I will make sure to never bring Chloe and Brenna together. Being with Brenna, Chloe also acts like a child. Which sometimes is cute, while sometimes annoying. Most of the time cute.

**