All Chapters of The Wrong Brother’s Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

24 Chapters

Chapter 1: Just Friends, Right?

Elle’s Point of View The rooftop was our place. Mine and Liam’s. It wasn’t anything fancy—just cracked cement, an old blanket tossed over shingles, and soda cans we always forgot to throw away. But up here, it felt like time slowed. Like I could pretend he was mine for just a little while longer. Liam handed me a soda, his arm brushing mine like it always did. Casual. Familiar. Killing me slowly. “You’re quiet tonight,” he said, tilting his head to look at me. “That’s new.” I forced a smile, eyes on the horizon. “Just tired.” Not a total lie. Just not the real one. I was tired of almost. Tired of loving someone who never looked at me the way I looked at him. He leaned back on his hands, that easy, golden-boy grin on his face. “You’re not stressing about midterms, are you? I told you—you’ve got it in the bag.” “No. I’m just... thinking.” I swallowed hard. “Dangerous, right?” He laughed, and it hit me straight in the chest. I hated how easily

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

Chapter 2: The Things He Doesn’t Say

Elle’s Point of View The morning light felt different. Not warm. Not soft. Just... too bright. I blinked up at the ceiling of Liam’s living room, still curled up in my usual spot on the couch, the blanket I always used tangled around my legs. The pillow smelled faintly like detergent and lemon and something I couldn’t name. Maybe it was comfort. Maybe it was goodbye. I sat up slowly, muscles stiff, the events of last night rushing in like water breaking a dam. Liam’s half-hearted smile. Aiden’s steady stare. And that one sentence still looping in my head: “You didn’t have to.” Why did that feel louder than anything Liam had said? I ran a hand through my hair and made my way to the kitchen, fully expecting the usual—Liam standing at the stove making scrambled eggs too dry, music playing from his phone, his mom humming in the hallway. Instead, I found silence. And Aiden. He stood by the counter, wearing a plain black shirt and swea

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

Chapter 3: Things I Can’t Unfeel

Elle’s Point of View Anywhere I don’t have to watch you lie to yourself. Aiden’s words echoed like thunder in a room that had gone too still. I stood frozen in the kitchen, Liam only a step away, but somehow I’d never felt more distant from him than I did now. My hands were still wet from rinsing the plate, but I didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Liam scratched the back of his neck. “He’s dramatic, huh?” I didn’t answer. Because deep down, I knew Aiden wasn’t being dramatic. He was being right. Liam glanced at me. “What was that about?” “I don’t know,” I lied. But I did know. And maybe that’s what scared me most—how much I was starting to understand Aiden without needing explanations. Liam stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Is something going on between you two?” That stopped me cold. I turned to face him, blinking like he’d slapped me. “You mean like how something wasn’t going on between us for years?” His face fell. “I didn’

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

Chapter 4: What I Was Afraid to Want

Elle’s Point of View That night, I couldn’t sleep. I stared at my ceiling, arms wrapped around a pillow like it might keep my heart from unraveling. Everything was too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes your thoughts scream louder. I thought about Aiden in the bookstore. The way he stood still—but never made me feel stuck. The way he listened, even when I didn’t speak. And the way he looked at me like I was someone worth knowing deeply—not just watching from a distance. But mostly? I thought about what he didn’t do. He didn’t push. Didn’t try to kiss me when he could’ve. Didn’t take advantage of the cracks in my chest. He just waited. And somehow, that made everything worse. Because I wanted him to stay. And I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to want that yet. I sat up, grabbed my phone from the nightstand, and hovered over his name. Aiden. No emojis. No cute nickname. Just his name. Solid. Quiet. Untouch

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

Chapter 5: Kisses That Burn

The silence in Aiden’s apartment felt louder the longer I stayed. My head was still against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath my cheek, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Not about him. About Liam. Every breath I took, I wondered if he’d ever held me like this. If I had ever meant this much to him. If he’d ever wanted me to stay. And that was the problem. Because I was here—with Aiden. I shifted, sitting up a little. His eyes followed me, dark and unguarded. “What?” he asked softly. I shook my head. “Nothing.” But it wasn’t nothing. My chest ached with too much need, too much hurt, too much wanting that didn’t have anywhere safe to go. Maybe that’s why I leaned closer. Maybe that’s why I let my lips brush his before I could stop myself. The kiss was soft at first. Just a test. But Aiden wasn’t soft. He went still, his breath catching, and when I pressed again—really pressed—he responded like he’d been holding this back for years. His hand slid to t

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

Chapter 6: The Morning After

Elle’s POV The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes was warmth. A steady, solid warmth that held me like a shield against the world. For one blissful second, I let myself sink into it—his arm draped across my waist, his breath slow against the back of my neck. And then the memory hit. The night. The heat. The way I whispered his name like it belonged to me. Aiden. My heart lurched painfully, and I shot up from the bed, the sheets pooling around my waist. My body screamed its betrayal—sore, tender, marked in ways that would remind me of him long after I tried to forget. “What have I done?” I whispered, my hand covering my mouth. Aiden stirred at my sudden movement, eyes blinking open slowly. For once, he didn’t look guarded, or stern, or grumpy. He just looked… human. Vulnerable. “Elle.” His voice was rough, still heavy from sleep, but it sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn’t look at him. Not when the weight of guilt was pressing down on my chest. This wasn’t

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Chapter 7: The Party

Elle’s POV The music was too loud, the lights too bright, and yet none of it could drown out the storm inside me. Liam’s hand was warm around mine as he pulled me through the crowd, his smile easy, his laugh contagious. He looked so effortlessly in his element—golden boy, center of attention, adored by everyone. And I? I clung to him like a lifeline. Like if I just held on tighter, maybe I could erase everything that had happened the night before. “Come on,” Liam leaned close, his breath brushing my ear. “You’ve been too serious lately. Tonight, you’re dancing with me.” My heart skipped. This was what I’d wanted for years, wasn’t it? To have him pull me close, to blur the line between friendship and something more. “Dancing?” I tried to laugh, though my chest felt heavy. “You know I’m terrible.” He grinned. “Yeah. That’s why it’ll be fun.” And just like that, he tugged me into the crush of people swaying to the beat. His arms slid around me, not too tight, not too dis

Last Updated : 2025-09-20

Chapter 8: Pull and Push

Elle’s POV The next morning, I told myself it was a dream. The night, his voice, his nearness—it couldn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter. Because if I kept replaying it in my head, I’d unravel. So, I did what I always did. I focused on Liam. He showed up at my doorstep with coffee and that boyish grin that always managed to undo me. “Rise and shine, sleepyhead. Big day.” I blinked at him, hair still a mess from sleep. “Big day?” “Movie marathon. Your favorite snacks. You promised,” he said, holding up a bag of chips like it was evidence. And just like that, I melted. This was what mattered. This was what was safe. Liam was the constant—the one who had been there since scraped knees and broken pencils. He knew me better than anyone. The entire day, I let myself get lost in him. We sprawled across the couch, shoulders brushing. We laughed too hard at old comedies, argued over which superhero was the best, shared the blanket when the room got chilly. For hours, it felt

Last Updated : 2025-09-20

Chapter 9: The Edges of Almost

Liam’s laugh filled the café. It was easy. Natural. The kind of sound that had always tugged me back no matter how many times I tried to walk away. He leaned forward across the table, his hand brushing mine for the briefest second, and my chest tightened like it always did. That familiar pull, that stupid hope that maybe—just maybe—this time he’d see me the way I wanted him to. I told myself this was enough. Coffee with Liam. His attention, his smile. Even if it was half-hearted, even if it wasn’t the kind of fire I sometimes thought I wanted, it was still him. And I’d always wanted him. But later, when I walked home, that wasn’t what stayed with me. It was Aiden. The memory of his voice the night I couldn’t sleep. The way he said, “You’ve always been chosen.” I shook my head hard, as if that could erase it. As if I could choose not to remember how his chest had felt under my cheek, how steady he’d held me like he wasn’t afraid of breaking. Because it wasn’t suppos

Last Updated : 2025-09-22

Chapter 10: Almost Said

By the time Liam’s game ended, the bleachers were buzzing with cheers. His team had won—of course they had. Liam always made winning look easy, like the universe bent itself to his charm. I was on my feet, clapping too hard, smiling too wide, like maybe my pride in him could swallow the ache in my chest. When the team spilled out of the locker room, Liam spotted me right away. His grin stretched across his face, the kind that made me forget how to breathe. “You came,” he said, like he’d doubted it. “Of course I did,” I answered. “Wouldn’t miss it.” And for a second—just a second—there was something in his eyes. Something softer. Something that made me wonder if I was imagining it all along. We walked side by side toward the parking lot, the night air cool against my skin. I wanted to tell him then. Right there under the floodlights, with the sound of victory still hanging in the distance. I wanted to say, I’m yours. I’ve always been yours. Instead, I said, “You were

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

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