In Love With My Stepbrother? NOT COOL AT ALL!

In love with my stepbrother? NOT COOL AT ALL!

Prologue

I've always wondered what if we didn't met at the beach that summer. I've always wondered what if that day he didn't come through that door and into my home. I've always wondered what if my mum hasn't divorced my dad. I've always wondered what if my mum didn't met Calvin the day at the charity found. I've always wondered what if we just didn't love each other.... What will happen?

Dear Luke, 

You're in hospital right now, lying in the hospital bed unconscious. I'm sitting next to you right now, writing this. I don't know what to do. I feel so lost. I don't have you to talk to anymore. You're somewhere else. Somewhere I can't go to, to see you. Please come back. I miss you so much. Where are you? Why don't you bring me with you? Why don't you come and get me?  

I try to keep my hope. I do believe that you'll come back to me one day. Of course you will. Like you always say, everything happens for a reason. 

Love you always, 

Mackenzie.

"Luke... Is loving you so wrong that it's a mistake that I don't want to change?"

Chapter One 

Part One

I still remember so clearly, like the memory was bran new from just yesterday. It was that summer that changed everything. Everything.

He was holding his surfboard and I was sitting down by the beach with a towel around me and stared out to the ocean.

Suddenly, he came up to me with a concerned face: "Hey, I'm Luke. I live around this neighborhood and I was just wondering if everything's okay? You seemed a bit, lost..."

I looked up at him; still remembering his expression that day so clearly. I still remember that day how his golden hair that was grown up to his shoulder and how it floats lightly because of the soft wind. The sun shined onto his eyes, his eyes were so pretty, and it was a light sea blue color.

I nodded and smiled up at him

"Yep, everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be?"

Luke shifted his weight onto his right leg. He looked down and our eyes met.

"Well. I was with some friends just now and I saw you just staring out into the ocean. You seemed like you were in deep thoughts. And I just wondered if you were okay, like I said before how you looked kind of lost."

"Well, I guess everything's okay. Just got some stuff on my mind. Feel a little stressed, that's all."

"Well, then I think I can help."

I looked at him confused. A stranger came up to me and acted all caring. This is so odd. Was he flirting with me?

"What?"

He put his surfboard down on the beach. He then sat down next to me and crossed his legs.

"I have two ways. One, I'm a really good listener. I can hear you out. I promise I won't tell anyone."

He looked at me with a longing look then he looked away when our eyes met.

"Second, my friend is throwing a party at his tonight. And if you were a party kind of person, you wouldn't want to miss this. My friend, Matthew, he throw the best parties ever."

I stared at him, shocked. For that spilt second I crossed my fingers just to hope that my mouth wasn't hanging open.

"Luke, I'm not trying to be mean or anything. But, what the heck?"

Luke raised up his hand like don't-shoot-me-I'm-innocent that kind.

"I'm not trying to flirt, if that's what's on your mind. I'm just trying to help," His tone softened and he put his hands down. "You looked like you needed someone, like you are waiting for someone to find you."

I looked at him for what seemed like hours. Then I laughed, first time in days.

"Yea, maybe I am waiting for someone to find me." Then I paused and smiled at Luke. "Sure. A party for me sounds great."