All Chapters of In Love With My Best Friend’s Brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The Unexpected Move Miley’s POV The house was quiet and dark as I walked inside with my mind filled with all kinds of strange thoughts as I wondered what happened while I was gone. I passed by broken glass and it seemed like our stuffs had been backed into brown cardboard boxes. Were we moving out? I thought as I walked deeper into the house climbing up the creaking staircase trying to be careful so as not to step on the broken glasses that littered the floor. On getting to the first floor only to find the door of my parents room opened as I found my mum on her knees with her back turned from me as she cried harshly. Something was wrong and I could already feel it. Her pain was evident as I rushed towards where she was sat with her hand holding on to the edge of the bed while she cried. “Mum? Mum what’s wrong? Why’re you crying?” I asked in worry She finally noticed my presence as she turned to look at me with tear stained cheeks and red eyes. “ He’s gone

The Hating Game Miley’s POV Liv and I were on our way to the mall. Ever since we met each other and we exchanged numbers we actually hit it right off. She’s sweet, quirky and funny. She was able to crack my tough little heart and found a way to make me less anti social around her. Her energy was very positive and contagious that it was hard acting nonchalant with her. She made it easy for me to be her friend and I adored her for it. I needed some things for school and she offered to tag along with me to the mall so we could get them together. “Miley I can’t wait for you to start the semester with me at brixley high” she said in excitement causing me to dread it more. “Honestly Liv, I love you but I’m freaking nervous. What if I don’t fit in?” I said simply “Oh please you worry too much Miley, you have me. Of course you’ll fit in” she encouraged giving me a little hug. “Thanks Liv.” “So tell me, what do you think about this dress?” She asked holding u

I Hate High School Liv’s POV I left Miley to quickly go get something from my locker since we weren’t locker partners promising to meet up with her in class. Funny how she’s going to be sharing a locker with my brother Jordan. I recognized the locker immediately when I helped show her to where hers was located and I wasn’t sure whether to tell her about it afraid it’ll freak her out. Last time she met my brother, it didn’t seem like they bonded great. I just think it’ll be better if she found out herself. Opening up my locker as I brought out some notes and checking my face in my side mirror hoping my makeup looked nice. Closing the door shut satisfied with how good I looked I heard someone call my name. Turning to see who it was my eyes lock on the one person I didn’t wish to see. My brother’s best friend and my ex boyfriend as he walked towards me with a longing expression in his eyes causing me to freeze in shock unable to move from where I stood.

Miley’s POV “Alright everyone, take your positions,” the instructor called. I shifted awkwardly in place, refusing to look at Jordan, but of course, he had no problem making himself comfortable—standing way too close, flashing that cocky grin. “You don’t look thrilled, darling,” he teased, offering his hand with an exaggerated bow. “What, not honored to be my partner?” I scoffed. “The day I’m honored to dance with you is the day pigs fly.” He chuckled, clearly amused. “Careful. You might be surprised.” The instructor clapped her hands again. “Remember, this is about trust. Let your partner guide you.” Trust. Right. Like I could trust Jordan with anything. He placed his hand on my waist, warm and firm, and I stiffened instantly. “Relax, darling,” he whispered. “You’re acting like I’m about to bite you.” “Maybe because I wouldn’t put it past you,” I muttered through clenched teeth, avoiding his smug face. We moved into the steps, and of course—because life was cruel—Jordan was

Miley’s POV The minute Jordan disappeared upstairs with Scott, the air in the room loosened a little. Liv let out a shaky breath and flopped down beside me on the couch, pretending like nothing had just happened. I nudged her with my elbow. “Okay. Spill.” She blinked at me, trying too hard to play dumb. “Spill what?” I gave her a look. Really? “Liv… I’m not blind,” I whispered, leaning in so Spencer wouldn’t overhear. “What’s going on between you and Scott? Because the tension back there was thick enough to choke on.” Her face paled slightly. “Miley, don’t—” “I’m your best friend,” I cut her off. “You can trust me.” She hesitated, chewing on her bottom lip. Then, with a sigh, she slumped deeper into the couch. “We… used to be a thing. Okay? But it wasn’t official. Nobody knew, especially not Jordan.” My mouth dropped open. “You and Scott? Jordan’s Scott?” “Shh!” she hissed, glancing toward the stairs. “Yes. And it was supposed to stay secret. But now he’s parading around wit