3 Months Girlfriend
Chapter 27: Bren the Intruder

"missed me?" bren asked as he spread out his hands.

"You crazy?" elle said in a low tone of voice so that no one in the house could hear him speak. "What are you doing here? If Mom gets you here, she'll kill me!"

"Woe.... Relax, Sweetheart. No one will find me here." Bren was about to hug Elle but Elle stepped back to avoid Bren.

Elle then lowered Bren's two arms outstretched with both hands. Then he turned Bren's body to his back and pushed the boy's back to reach the balcony of the house. "Go, before anyone sees you."

Bren rolled both his eyes. "Come on.... No one will see me." Bren twisted his body and instantly locked Elle into his arms.

Elle tries to escape from Bren's embrace. However, Bren hugged him too strongly. Until it feels like Elle has trouble breathing. Elle surrendered. He stopped fighting.

Finding Elle stop resisting, making Bren smile with satisfaction. He put his chin on Elle's head.

"Don't you miss me?" ask Bren.

Elle nodded her head without raising her face. "Very," he muttered. Elle's voice submerged in Bren's body.

"Then, why didn't you want to see me after coming home from the hospital until now?"

"Because Sharon always took me away with her. I feel bad about rejecting that girl. He's been too good to me."

"Sharon's? The new kid, huh?"

Elle nodded her head again. He turned his face to look at Bren. "You know him?"

Bren shook his head. "No. It's just that I hear people talking about it a lot. Tyler, Joe and Sara talk about him quite often."

"You're interested in him?"

Bren stretched their hugging. His forehead wrinkled, he stared right at the bead of Elle's eyes. "Why are you asking that?"

"Well.... You might be interested in him." Elle threw out her face. Dare to look at Bren.

Bren shakes both of his shoulders. "I'm not interested in him. Even his face I don't remember what it looks like."

Elle puffed her cheeks. "She's so pretty."

"I'm not interested."

"really? But he likes you!" Elle hurriedly covered her mouth with both of her palms. He closed his eyes . Curse himself who just leaked Sharon's secret.

"Then?" bren asked who seemed to still not understand Elle's intentions.

"Then?" Elle let go of Bren's hug and took a step. Creating distance between the two. "There's a pretty, popular girl in school who likes you. Aren't you interested at all? That doesn't make any sense!"

"It's just because a pretty girl likes me. Then I should like it back?" bren asked while raising one eyebrow.

Elle shook her head. "No."

Bren clapped his hand once. "All right then. The problem's over, isn't it?"

"Not yet."

"Yet?"

"Sharon really likes you. We're buddies. But, he doesn't know we're related. If he finds out, he will be disappointed. Isn't that a problem?" bright Elle with fast tempo. "I don't want to make anyone disappointed in me" he added slowly.

"I don't know who Sharon is and I don't care who she is. So, can we stop talking about it? Hmm?"

"But—"

Drrtt....

Drrtt....

Elle's phone kept vibrating. Ander's name is clearly displayed on the screen of his phone. Elle refused Ander's phone call. But the man did not stop calling her. It made Elle grunt.

Meanwhile, Bren was only paying attention to Elle. Waiting for Elle is done with the business on her phone.

"Actually, who's been calling you since?" bren asked trying to sound indifferent.

"Ah.... It's." Elle picked up her phone. "Anders. My pal. You've met him, haven't you?"

"You called me?"

Bren put both of his hands into his pants pocket, and nodded his head. He circled his padangan around Elle's room which he hadn't noticed since he came in here. "Why do you think I could sneak in here?"

Elle hurriedly checked her phone. It turned out to be true that Bren had repeatedly contacted him. "I'm sorry" he said grimacing with regret.

"Is Ander more important than your girlfriend?" Bren walks over to Elle's study table and sees the photos Elle has posted there.

Elle followed Bren from behind. "It's not. I have to ask her opinion on something."

"Didn't you have any special feelings for her?" Bren stared straight at the childhood photo of Elle sitting on her father's lap.

Both of Elle's hands waved quickly. "Of course not! We're just friends. Really."

Elle follows Bren's perspective, which has since focused on her childhood photos without responding to her relationship with Ander. Is Bren starting to remember him, and their childhood memories together?

"Bren," call Elle while gently touching Bren's arm.

Bren was shocked. "Y-yes?"

"Why are you staring at my picture so seriously?" ask Elle expectantly. He hopes Bren remembers.

"Oh.your father." Bren points to a picture of Elle's father. Then, he was silent for a moment. Seemed thinking. Then he thrust his two thumbs into Elle's face. "S-very cool."

"Huh?" Elle blinked her eyes a few times. He didn't expect Bren to say that.

"By the way, how did you know that the man in the picture was my father?" search Elle with narrowed eyes.

Bren flicked his shoulder. "Just guessing. It can't be, did you put up a picture of you with an om-om you don't know?"

Elle snatched her picture and thrust it in front of Bren's face. "You don't feel like anything's stuck after seeing this picture?" the question is a little loud. He's still trying to make sure. Hope Bren remembers himself in childhood.

"Gelle!" Yellena yelled and walking footsteps drew closer to Elle's room.

Hearing Yellena's screams made Elle flirt. The photo in his hand fell on the floor to make the glass break.

"Did something happen?" yellena asked while banging on the door.

"No. Waita minute. Stop banging. I'll open the door soon" cried Elle as she pushed Bren's back frantically. "You have to hide" he whispered.

"I can just get out." Bren whispered back and walked towards the window. However, unfortunately it just so happened that Mrs Winston—, the front neighbor of Elle's house, was outside the house, and chatting next to a car with someone Elle did not know who. Ellen doesn't care about anyone. The most important thing now is to hide Bren.

Bren walked towards the bed and pointed at Elle's thick blanket. Elle shook her head firmly. Kakakmya will be suspicious.

"Bottom down?" asked Elle without a sound.

Bren puts his hand in front of his chest. "It won't fit," she replied without a sound.

"Elle why so long," complained Yellena from behind the door. "You're hiding something, aren't you? If you don't open this door, I'll—"

"Wait a minute!"

Without thinking, Elle pulls Bren's hand and puts Bren in the wardrobe before Bren can make a protest.

Elle immediately opened the door of her room before Yellena barged in with a spare key. Her annoying sister can always do the unexpected.

"What?" elle asked while lifting her chin.

"I heard you talking to someone else in the room." Yellena looked at Elle full of probing.

"I'm calling Ander."

Yellena shook her head. "No.... No. gabe.... I didn't hear you talking on the phone. You're obviously chatting directly with someone."

Elle ruffled waist. "You're just here to ask that? If yes, just go. I was trying to rest," he threw it away with an annoyed look on his face.

"I want to take my jacket that you borrowed a few days ago" Yellena said as she walked into Elle's room, and walked over to the wardrobe.

Elle held her breath. Damnit. It can be found out!