Chapter Fifteen

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Ally's POV:
Me and Brandon walk for about 20 minutes followed the wolf as it lid us, all the way back to the house.

"Go inside and wait for me in there."

We did as we were told and went to go sit in the living room.

A few seconds later, Liam came in. Only wearing shorts.

I repeat, ONLY SHORTS!

No flipping shirt!

I tried my best to not drool over, his homering hot & amazing! Eight pack abs.

EIGHT PACK ABS!

I had to bite my tongue to keep myself, not drool over his ripped hot eight pack ABS!

Jeez, is it that hard to put a shirt on?

Maybe if you're a one-year-old he and you keep putting you head, where your arm is supposed to be then maybe-

"We need to talk." Liam cut me off from my very respectable mental debate.

If we were going out, that line would be awful.

But we aren't....

"First of all, mind telling me who this is?" He asked, glaring at Brandon.

"He is my brother Brandon. Second of all.... LET ME GO HOME NOW!"

"I'm the one that's asks the questions here!" But he seemed to be taken a back, knowing that Brandon is my brother.

What did he think?

Oh...

EWWWWW!

HE IS MY FREAKING BROTHER!

Why do, Men always jump to conclusions?

"That wasn't a question, but now this is like 20 questions?"

"I guess, Second-"

"Don't you mean Third?"

"No, yours didn't count. So, Second-"

"So only yours count and not mine? HOW SEXIST OF YOU!"

"FINE! Third question-"

"Third statement, Mine wasn't a question."

"OKAY, Next statement! Why did you run away?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Maybe. In 20 questions your only answers are Yes, No, Maybe, Or I Don't Know."

"This isn't 20 questions."

"You said it was."

"Well not anymore!"

"Yes, it is."

"No, it isn't!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"YES!"

"NO!"

"BANANAS!"

"CREME PIE!"

"HA! I win!"

I could see that my plan was working.

I was getting on his nerves.

Brandon just sat there, trying not to laugh. Watching me and Liam, threw word at each other.

He thinks this is funny!

Well, it isn't.

STOP LAUGHING!

Ugh. Men.

He took some deep breaths.

"Look can you please answer my question?"

"Look!" I said, mimicking he voice. "You should leave. We are expecting a black wolf to come here. So now if you would excuse us."

The next thing I know, Liam's on the Floor.

Laughing.

FREAKING LAUGHING!

Can someone explain to me what's SOOO, funny.

Brandon soon followed and fell off the couch from laughing too hard.

Great, Now I'm some sort of joker. Now, I'm am I.

That sounds like a fun job...

NOT THE POINT!

After about five minutes the boys finally stopped.

ABOUT TIME!

"What's SOOO, funny?" I asked Liam when he seemed back to normal.

Apparently, he only seemed like it, because as soon as the words left my mouth, he was on the floor laughing again with Brandon.

"I...Am..." NUMBER FOUR!?!?! "...The...Wolf..." He managed between laughs.

AW, not number four?

His words slowly sunk into my mind.

I slapped my forehead.

STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!

How did I miss that?

Now I feel like a Fish.

Well at least I'm pretty sure that I looked like one.

My mouth just kept opening and closing.

I just couldn't find the right words to say.

My brother and Liam seemed to remember that they needed air since they stopped.

"Done?" I asked bitterly.

"Yep," My brother answered. "That was a good one Sista!"

"UGH! Don't call me that! I'm going to set another bull loose on you!"

"DON'T! I think I still have a horn up my butt...."

"What about bulls?" Liam asked, clueless.

"Well Let's just say, when you don't study for a test. You need to create some sort of distraction...."

"She put a bull in the math room last year." Brandon filled in. " And guess, who decided to wear a red shirt to school..."

"Hey, I warned you not to wear red! Didn't I?" I defended myself, folding my arms.

"You're my little sister! I do the opposite of what you tell me, to do sista."

"You're the one that put the bulls in the school!" Liam asked as he starting to laugh.

Did I not just say that?

"MAN, THAT WAS HILARIOUS! They lasted hours trying to get them out!"

That's right...

But I will get my revenge someday! I said as I'm not finished with this argument.

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