The Contest (cte fanfic)

Chapter 18.

"Kat wake up. I made you breakfast." Brent says smiling.

"Thank you. But I really wasn't sleeping. Your smile is cute." I say laughing a bit.

He smiles. I get out of his bed and walk with him downstairs. The food smells good. I look in the kitchen and everyone is sitting around the counter. They all really look like a big family. Shay by David, Caity by Hayden, Bailey by Andy, Brandon by Brent, and Benn by me. They continue talking but I tune everyone out. I walk over to Bailey and tap him on the shoulder.

"Kat! Oh god I haven't seen you forever!" He says.

"I know! I missed you!" I say hugging him.

I haven't seen Bailey since tour. While we were on tour he was my best friend. I remember during the first night when we did the camp fire he got drunk and was singing to everyone. That night was great. I look behind Andy at the calendar and roll my eyes. Fuck Valentines Day. I look Brent and he smiles widely.

"So yeah we are leaving in a few minutes." David says.

"Ehh I think Kat and I will stay here. Ya know, pizza, Netflix." Brent says.

I smile and look down at my breakfast. I just need to remember, we aren't a thing. We are just friends. My smile fades and I look back up. I pull my phone out of my pocket and put music on through headphones. Cold Hard Bitch by Jet plays and I go sit in the living room. Everyone leaves and I turn Netflix on. Brent orders pizza, then jumps over the couch and sits down.

"Why are you so happy?" I ask.

"Is there a reason not to be?" He asks.

"Loser."

"You love me." He says.

"Admire." I say.

I go to turn my music off and he picks a Netflix show. American Horror Story, nice. We stay there and watch Netflix and eat pizza. until everyone comes home.

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"Alright Kat, we'll be back in maybe 20 minutes." Brent says leaving with Hayden and Benn.

Andy, Bailey, and David are at some store doing something. I didn't pay attention when they left. I hear footsteps coming downstairs and I turn around. Brandon. I roll my eyes ad get off of the counter. I go to the cupboard and grab a glass so I can get water. I get my water and turn around. Just in time to slam into Brandon.

"I'm so sorry Kat. Do you need a towel or something?" He asks.

"No ill just go get one of Brent's shirts for now." I say.

I turn around and set the glass down. The whole front of my shirt is completely wet. It just had to be my good Pink Floyd shirt that had no sleeves to didn't it? Literally my favorite shirt I have. I take it off and go towards the couch. I put it in my backpack and turn towards the kitchen again. I look at Brandon and he looks confused.

"What? Never seen a bra before damn." I say annoyed.

"Sorry it's just-" he pauses before he speaks again "you're really beautiful. Why-what are the scars from on your stomach?"

I roll my eyes then turn back around and get my headphones out of my backpack. I put them in my phone and turn around. I should spend the rest of the night in Brent's room. At least until he gets home.

"What do you want?" I say blankly at Brandon who is now 5 inches away from me.

"That was my favorite shirt I hope you know. I blame you for this." I say angrily.