"Luke I'm leaving!" I practically yelled from downstairs." "Where too?" "I don't know. Walking around town with 'The big Red dog' " I said mocking him "I still don't feel comfortable...You know with him being around you and all...I think he is a bad influence Brynn." "Well everyone has there own opinions right? This is my life-You can't control what I do." He stares at me "9:00 O'clock sharp" his tone is much more strict now. Geez.
I don't know how to act around him anymore. One day I'm all giggles and playful, the next I'm a fucking monster, but I'm not the only one. he's like that too.
"Brynn!" Michael and I hug. He gives fucking fantastic hugs. "Mikey!" "So sugarplum...what do you wanna do?" "Ummm I don't know. Can we walk around town for a bit?" he nodded.
We somehow got onto the conversation of hair and how his got red and that he dyes his and the colours of the rainbow...etc. We came across a tattoo place and Michael really wanted to get one. "Can we pleaseeeee go? I wanna get another one!" "Fine! Go ahead in not judging!" "YESSSSS!" While waiting he was deciding which tattoo he wanted (he already has a bunch). On his arm he has these two lines, he decided to get something in between the two. I honestly don't mind tattoos, hair being dyed or even piercings. Sometimes they are major turn on's but sometimes if you're whole entire body is covered in ink...eh-not too attractive.
"My arm is sore" he complained as if it were his first time "Shouldn't you be used to the feeling of it? I mean you have other tattoos." "Ya but I don't know it feels funny." We walked past a salon... "Mikey?" "Yes my lovely?" "Can I go get my hair dyed?" "You really want too?!?" His eyes lite up like fireworks were shot in three sky. "Yeah! Let's do it!" "Fuck yeah." I don't know what sparked me inside to do something like dye my hair. All my life, growing up, my mother (and Luke in the later years) told me that I should always be myself no matter what people say. She also told me if I got a tattoo, piercings, dyed my hair or anything outrageous- she would disown me. Well so much for being myself... but now I'm not going to let Luke baby me or tell me how I should act or how I should look. After all it's my body.
"How did you want to dye it and what colour?" "Just the tips for today and red!" "Ohh okay. Vibrant or a darker red." he showcases two shades. A cherry red and a wine red. I would have gone for the wine red but since this was a 'in the moment' thing I went with vibrant...plus now Michael and I have matching hair!
We walked out of the salon and I loved my hair!! I've always wanted to dye my hair but it was always a no. Luke can't/won't approve of everything. "Your dad is going to be pissed! He already doesn't like me...well we haven't met but still." "He can fuck off. I like it and that's all that matters. Right?" "You go girl! So fierce." We both laughed and arrived at my house after coffee. "Well thanks for coming with me to get my hair dyed." "Thanks for coming with my to get my new tattoo!" I smile and before I unlock the door my lips find their way to Michaels. He was very gentle, almost afraid as if he were to hurt me... "Goodbye Brynn." "Bye Michael" I don't know what that was, or what we are for that matter.
Entering my house I see Luke making his way down the stairs. He stops dead in his tracks. "What.The.Fuck.Happened.To.Your.Hair?" "Hmmn. Not much really." "Not much?" His tone is harsh, and a little scary. "Ya I just straightened it..." "And??? I think you are missing something." "Oh ya! I also coloured my hair." I say smirking and Luke's hands curling and start forming fists. "Why? Brynn why?" "I wanted a fresh new look. It was merely an impulse" he just stayed there "Why? You don't like it?" I say with a pouty face. His reaction was priceless. His eyes softened a bit as he took in my appearance. Biting down on his lip and playing with his lip ring, "No I don't like it." I look down. "I love it." he walks towards me and picks me up. Passionately kissing me and playing with my hair.
*DING DONG*
Breathless, we pull away from each other. Luke opens the door and I fix myself up. "Brynn? It's for you." he looks at me and rolls his eyes. His hair is messy...Its hot. "Mikey!" "Hey- um I forgot to ask you something..." I Just nodded. "So my aunt is getting married and I wanted to know if you would be my date" his eyes were staring at me with such hope. I swear I saw them sparkle. "Yes of course Mikey!" I love weddings. It's the day 2 people are conjoined together as one. "This may also be a good time to ask you- I mean since you're going to be my date- I don't wanna tell my family your my friend-" I had such a sad expression plastered on my face. I actually thought we were becoming friends-I really like him- maybe more than a friend- but this doesn't make any sense. Why would he bring me to his aunts wedding and not say that we are friends...
Oh.
Shit.
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
Michael wants me to be his girlfriend! I haven't even known him for that long but I really like him. We just clicked. Sad thing is- I also like Luke. I have no chance with Luke. It was a stupid thing anyways.
"Michael I would love to be your girlfriend!" He quickly picked me up and spun me around, setting me down shortly after and kissing me- again. "Look Brynn. I know we haven't known each other for that long but I love you. You're so beautiful and you have such a great personality! Whenever I see you my heart stops. You make my day 100 times better and I can't stop thinking about you." I stood there speechless. How does one reply to that. "You don't have to say anything, I just wanted to tell you that." he smirked, pecked my lips one last time, and left.
