Our Secret Dream 2

Chris & Isabella

CHRIS POV

I've been sitting on the sofa for the past twenty minutes twiddling my fingers together as I watch the clock on the wall tick by slowly. I can't believe Isabella is actually here in LA. Even when Sky sent me that video of her walking out the arrivals doors I thought it was a dream but seeing her with Sky on the FaceTime early made it all real. I can't hold myself still.

It's started to get dark out so I know it's not going to be much longer until they get back here for our movie night.

Earlier Isabella had ripped my heart out my chest when she'd gotten teary eyed about seeing me for the first time. I wanted to pull her against my chest through the phone. I've not said much to Sky or Bryan about how I'm feeling but between us I'm nervous.

As much as I really like Isabella it terrifies the shift out of me. I have never felt this way about anyone and that means I have opened my heart up to someone who could hurt me. I've seen the success of a long distance relationship with Sky and Bryan so I know that this just like theirs has the potential to work in the long run but am I ready for that level of commitment? Is Isabella?

I can feel my palms getting sweaty as I loose myself to my thoughts, everything will become clear as soon as I see her and hold her in my arms. Who knows if things work out maybe I'd speak with Mel about going to England for a month with her...I know it's really soon but we've been talking for a few months and I have never been happier. Before her I would never stray from my sleeping routine, granted it was a little chaotic and I'd sleep from 3am to 11am but since getting to know Isabella it's become insane, I'd sleep from 7am my time to 11am just so we could face time and I could talk her off to sleep, we've even fallen asleep together before whilst on FaceTime....

Pulling myself out of my way word thoughts I look up as Bryan walks into the room smiling. 'How are you doing?' He asks giving me a once ever, he really is the protective older brother. As much as I try to protect him from getting hurt he's a lot better at being protective than me.

Bryan has gotten into so many fights on my behalf in the past just to make me feel like I am enough, I guess that's one of the many reasons we are the way we are. We got really close during high school and have been like it ever since. He even helped me learn how to fight and protect what's mine.

'I'm okay. Nervous. I really want her to have fun here.' I watch as he smiles and looks down at his phone before coming to sit on the arm of the sofa. 'She's going to have an amazing time, I promise. Just try to keep it pressure free. I know that when I met Sky here in LA and we started hanging out together a lot I knew I never wanted to be apart from her. Which was great but I found myself getting lost in wanting to ensure either she stayed or I left with her. I was adding pressure to things that didn't need it. So, if you feel like that and want to talk to someone about it, I'm here.'
I nod along as I listen to him, how is he so wise and when did this change in him happen. 'Thanks. I know we don't do the mushy stuff but I like this side of you, the side Sky's brought out.' Bryan smiles and shakes his head at me 'It's hard being mushy when your the older brother and it's my job to protect you especially when I made mom a promise.' I frown as I process what he said.

He made a promise to mom? Why did he never mention it. Also why would mom feel the need to ask this of him? We have been living out in LA for 2 years, is this why he has always felt under pressure to succeed... 'You promised mom?' I ask making him look up from his phone. 'Yeah. Before you joined me in LA she made me promise to keep you safe and to look out for you. It's not like she had to ask, your my brother I would have protected, cared and looked after you regardless.' He shrugs his shoulders before getting up to look out the window. 'They are just coming through the gate. Wanna meet them outside. I'm going to see Sky and help with the bags' he smiles as he watches me.