BrandontheLover one shots

First time meeting - Headcanons

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Last updated: 17-11-'21 

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* Brandon always said that he didn't want to date for the next few months and wanted to stay single cause he was done with all the ''drama'' that came along with dating someone

* He met you when some of your friends and his met up for a small party one night. 

* You had never seen him before but your friends have been talking about him to you for a while. Telling you how handsome he is and how cute

* You finally get to see him that night at the party. It's not too busy so it's easy to look around the room to look at people

* Brandon is leaning against the wall with a cup in his hands at the back of the room

* You have had a little to drink and your friends hyped you up to go talk to someone tonight, So with that confidence you decide to walk up to Brandon and try your best at starting a conversation

* But before you can even reach him he's already gone. You look around the room but he's nowhere to be found. Unfortunately for you...

* You sit on the couch, finishing your drink, slight pout showing on your face

* After a while you feel someone sitting down next to you

* 'What are you pouting for?' the voice next to you asks

* You take another sip of your drink and answer without looking over 'Finally had enough confidence to talk to this cute guy but before I even walked over to him he was gone. That's why'

* The voice next to you laughed 'That sucks'. 'Yeah, you want another drink? Getting one for myself cause -' you look over in the middle of your sentence and see that the 'cute guy' from before sat down next to you, without you even realising it

* 'Fuck me' You say to yourself, mouth hanging open a little bit as you look at Brandon 

* 'Something wrong?' He asks, eyebrows slightly raised. You quickly shake your head no and turn around to walk to the kitchen to get a new drink, thinking about how you should have just looked up before talking about the cute guy while he was sitting next to you

* 'Hey, wait!' The voice yells out and you breath out slowly before turning around, not wanting him to see the blush spreading on your face

* 'If you still wanna get me a new drink? Coke please' He asks and holds up his empty cup

* You grab his cup and make your way over to the kitchen again, you fill up the cups and take a minute to yourself to relax as much as you can

* ''I can't believe I didn't realise this bitch was next to me the whole time... Where did he even come from?'' You mutter to yourself, head in your hands, leaning on the kitchen counter. 

* You steady your breathing as much as possible before walking back over to your place on the couch. As you walk over, you take the time to look at Brandon. And wow, your friends were right, he really is fucking gorgeous and he looks really well dressed to

* 'Here you go, bud' You say as you hand him back his cup, immediately regretting calling him 'bud'. And judging by the expression on his face, he wasn't expecting that either.

* 'Bud?' He asks you with a questionable look on his face before laughing 'Never been called that before, but okay' he says.

* You're lucky he decided to laugh about it and you didn't make it awkward 'I'm so sorry, I have no idea where that came from' You tell him, letting out a laugh yourself. Only a slight blush showing on your face.

* After a few seconds he starts talking again 'But about that guy, why couldn't you talk to him?'

* You look down at your drink to avoid eye contact and stutter. 'Uh, I, uh, was trying to make my way over to him but he suddenly disappeared?'

* 'You don't sound very sure' He laughs 'Which one is it, maybe I can be your wingman and help you' he looks over at you

* 'Yeah, uh, funny story' You say, followed by 'Nah, nevermind, I don't think you can help me with this one. Thank you though'

* 'Well, if you ever need a wingman, 'm sure I can be of help' He says

* The rest of the night you spent walking around, talking with some other people and trying to find your friends to go home with

* Unfortunately for you, you could only find one of the friends you came to the party with, and they didn't want to leave yet cause they were making out with a random dude

* 'Fuck it, I'll just walk then...' you say to yourself as you try to find your jacket. You finish your cup of water before you make your way over to the door. You've barely stepped on the side walk as the voice from earlier starts again.

* 'Going home by yourself?' He asks, you turn around and Brandon is also making his way outside, wrapped in a big jacket. 'Yup, can't find my friends and the last one is busy making out with a random dude'

* 'Where do you have to go? Maybe I can walk with you for a bit, I'm also leaving' You tell him where you're headed and turns out, he going the exact same direction. ''Great...'' You think ''Even more time to embarrass myself in front of him''

* 'Any chance in talking to the guy after we talked?' He asked. The universe really wasn't on your side today. 'Kind of, I guess' You tell him, ''Talking to him now'' you think. 

* 'Me?' Brandon asks and looks over at you. 'W-what?' you manage to get out 'Did I really say that out loud?' you say, blush already spreading on your face. 'Sorry to tell you, but you did, yes'. You move your head back. staring at the dark sky and sigh 'Why, me?' before continuing your walk. 

* 'You were trying to talk to me the whole evening?' He laughs 'Can't believe I asked to be my own wingman' 

* You nod your head, not saying anything. Playing with your hands to get your mind off of the nerves you're feeling right now. 

* 'Well, I mean, if you want you can have my number' he says 'so we can properly talk'

* To say you are shocked would be an understatement 'You seriously want to give me your number after I make myself look like an idiot and embarrassed myself?' you look at him with disbelief. 

* 'I do, yes. You're funny and quite nice to talk to. if you're okay with it, I'd also like to take you out for a drink sometime?'

* 'I can't believe I'm doing this' You mutter before handing him your phone so he can type in his number into your contacts. 'But I would like to go out for drinks with you sometime yeah. Let's hope I don't do any more stupid things then'

* 'Here you go' He says as he hands you back his phone. You look at the contact name 'Brandon - cute guy from party' it says, which makes you let out a little laugh. 'Thanks, Brandon' 'No problem, now let me walk you home, it's getting quite cold'