AN: This was inspired by a song of The All-American Rejects with the same name.
Don't own that song, so don't sue.
I'm back with another Lizwin. :) This one is kinda like the sequel to Advice My Stepbrother Told Me... so yeah. :D
Thanks to those who reviewed my first LWD story! I swear, you guys make me SO happy.
Here it is!
Edwin Venturi opened his bedroom door slightly, checking if anyone was out in the hallway.
No one. He tiptoed quietly and slowly made his way outside.
"Going somewhere, Ed?"
Edwin jumped. He turned to see Derek standing in front of his room, his ever present 'you-know-you-want-me' smile plastered in his face.
Shoot.
"Hey, Derek," he said casually, as if getting caught while sneaking out was a regular habit between him and his older brother. "What's up?"
Derek continued to smile and walked closer. "Well, I was wondering why are you acting like some wannabe James Bond and acting all stealthy, but other than that, it's all good."
Edwin laughed nervously and rung his hands through his hair. "Alright, then... I'll just go, shall I?" He started to stepped away, but Derek got hold of his shirt collar.
"Hold on there, super spy. You didn't answer my question. Where are you going?"
Edwin swallowed. "What do you mean?"
Derek's face got closer to Edwin's. "You know what I mean."
The fact was, Edwin got grounded. So he was confined in his room until he figured out a way to fix his father's car window.
George Venturi ordered Derek to make sure Edwin stayed, and Derek was enjoying every minute of it. After all, torturing Edwin was in his list of favorite things to do.
"I was just going to the bathroom!" he protested, shaking out of Derek's grasp. "Dad says I'm allowed to."
Derek continued to smirk. "Bathroom's the other way, kid. Well, if I'd known better, I would've thought that you were going in Lizzie's room." Blushing, Edwin almost kicked himself. He was such an idiot.
Reluctantly, he went back to his room and closed the door.
Derek shook his head, chuckling to himself.
He knew what was Edwin was trying to do, of course. He saw the carved initials and everything. Heck, it was even because of him why those letters on the tree were even there.
Derek had thought about telling his parents about what's really going on between Lizzie and Edwin, but he decided to hold his tongue. The two of them should be the ones to do that to his dad and Nora. The right time will come anyway. Perhaps sooner or later.
Until then, it would be his dirty little secret.
Hope you guys enjoyed!
Peacee. :)