Come Over

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I finish up eating dinner, I yawn as it's 6:00 PM. "Someone's tired." Mom chuckles as she stuffs potatoes in her mouth. I shrug and nod as I pick up my plate. "Yeah, maybe instead of cleaning up, go to sleep and stop worrying about things." dad mumbles while he sips on his beer. I turn around and look at him. I shake my head.

"Suit yourself. " he says and shrugs. "Frank." Mom says, looking up at him from her plate with a stern facial expression. "Sorry, sorry.." Dad raises up his hands. I chuckle and set down my plate in the sink. I run the water, rinsing the plate.

The phone rings, I look at mom and she gives me the cue to answer it. She stuffs more chicken in her mouth as she talks about pregnancy with Frank.. Philip is just eating and playing with his potatoes using his small fingers.

"Gallagher residence, Fiona speaking. " I say through the phone.

"Hey! It's Brooklyn, from school. Just wondering if you wannaaa.. Come over and study with me? I really need help with some stupid math." She says, chucking.

"Of course! Uhh.. Just a sec" I say, removing the phone from my face, down to my chest. I whisper, "Can I go over to Brooklyn's? She's like right next door..? " I ask. Mom nods and so does Frank. I smile and bring the phone back to my face.

"Uhh yeah, I'll be there soon!" I smile into the phone.

"Great. Cya soon, Fi." Brooklyn smiles brightly. And she hangs up.

"Okay, I'm gonna go upstairs and grab my backpack. I'm heading over to study. " I say. Mom nods and picks up both of her and Franks plates. "Hey, don't play with that!" Mom says to Philip, spatting his hands away from his potatoes. Philip starts to cry by mom yelling at him. "Oh shut your britches. " Mom says in a soft tone, giggling at Philip. I laugh to myself as I hear more things coming from mom, slowly disappearing from down stairs as I head upstairs to grab my backpack and notes.

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I knock on the door, waiting for any footsteps. Brooklyn opens the door and greets me inside. "How's your day so far? " I ask. Brooklyn rubs her arm, "Good! My parents are out for the night so I guess I'd ask for you to come over." She chuckles and smiles down t me.

I didn't notice how talk Brooklyn was till now. She's like 5'6, I swear. I'm only 5'3 and it oddly feels like I'm a damn elf or something when I'm around her. It kinda makes me feel a way. I chuckle at my thoughts.

"Come up here! " Brooklyn guides me to her bedroom. I nod and smile at her while she heads upstairs. She opens up her bedroom door and I just stand there in just 'wow.' It's absolutely beautiful. She has that big beautiful window, with amazing lights and perfect plants all around her room. She has a whole small shelf of books too.

"Brooklyn.. Your room is absolutely incredible. " I say, jaw dropped. "Thank you, Fi. " she giggles at my reaction and rubs the back of her neck. I look to the other corner of her room and it's incredible.

Then I see the window. I smile and kneel down to look at her guitar. "Oh, please be careful with that. She's my precious, beautiful, baby. " Brooklyn says in a very serious tone. I smile and nod.

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I giggle at Brooklyn's serious facial expressions. But, she's also.. Pretty when she's serious. "What's so funny? " she asks, still concentrated on her work as she smiles and raised her eye brow. I giggle once more, setting my pen down on the notebook, slowly laying myself back.

"I'm serious, what so funny Fiona?" She asks once again. I shake my head and laugh my ass off. "Y-your face is just so funny when your concentrated." I giggle and point at her. "Oh my gosh, Fiona. Shut up! " she giggles and slightly slaps my thigh as she starts to laugh also. "I'm s-sorry! It's just too funny, man! " I giggle once more. She starts to snort and I just laugh more. All you can hear around the room is Brooklyn's snorting and my wheezing.

"Okay, okay. We gotta keep working. We're almost finished. " I say, sitting back up and wiping my tears. I look down at my notebook, calming down from the laugh attack. I write down some notes from my math book. I already finished the problems and now I just have to finish my notes.

"Soo.. I like girls." I randomly say in the middle of 20 minute silence. My eyes go wide as I realized what I had just said. I look up and see the shock in her face also. "So do I. " she says, smiling.

"I-I mean I've never I mean like never met someone who likes the same as me." I whisper and look into Brooklyn's chocolate brown, beautiful eyes. "Me.. Too." Brooklyn nods and smiles as she stares into my eyes also.

We stay like this for a bit. Me lying down on her bed, her sitting criss-cross with a notebook in her lap as a book is on the side of her. She stares down at me as I stare up at her, eye to eye. I sway my legs in the air, resting my head on my hand.

She uses the palm and her two fingers to lift my chin up to look into her more. She smiles more, and I smile back. Her blinking is slow, almost like I'm watching her in slow motion. She is so beautiful. I don't know how many times I'd say this but she's perfect.

Brooklyn's cuts me out of my trance. "Want a snack or something? " she asks. "Uhh.. Yeah sure! " I nod and smile up at her. We both remove each other from her bed and walk downstairs.

We go in her beautiful kitchen. It's amazing. Our kitchen is just plain and boring. But theirs have more difference to it. And her kitchen is actually more bigger.


"Your kitchen is so huge, Brooklyn." I say, as my jaw is dropped. "Thanks, my mom and dad have had this house for what I think.. Awhile. It was built their way. " Brooklyn shrugs and smiles at me. I guide my hand across her kitchen counter. "Sooo.. What do you like? Strawberries... Pretzels.. -" she asks but soon gets cut off by me. "Both! I love pretzels and strawberries. They're my top fave. " I say as I giggle. "Same! " she giggles also.

I'll go get our bags, so we can work down here instead. " Brooklyn says, and I nod and smile. I open up the strawberries and take one as I lean my arms against the counter. I moan and groan at the taste of sweet strawberries she has.

She walks back down and giggles "are those good? " she asks. I quickly nod my head. She snatches the halfway aten strawberry from my hand and goes acccross the kitchen, grinning at me.

"Hey! Give that back, Brooklyn. Give. That. Back. " I say. She shakes her head. We both look down at the other thing full of strawberries. I go down to grab them but quickly gets tooken away. "Brooklyn!!! " I yell out. She moves just a bit. I run over to her but she runs away, making me follow her. She runs around like maniac with the strawberries, laughing her ass off. "Give them back!! " I yell out once again.

"You can't catch meeeee! " she says in a soft giggly tone. I groan and follow her into the living room. She goes around the couch, I go around the couch. I giggle and starts to reach out. She sets the strawberry down onto the table and I look down at the strawberries. I run over to get them but suddenly gets lifted up in the air. "Ahhh! " I scream, giggling. "Got ya nowww. " Brooklyn giggles.

She suddenly spins around with me dangling from her shoulder. "Brooklynnn! Put me down. " I kick around as she spins. "Not until you promise me you won't eat all the strawberries. " she mumbles. "I won't! " I giggle.

She stops spinning and flops me down onto the couch. She has both hands on the side of the couch, leaning down on top of me. She looks into my eyes as I look in hers. We both try to catch our breaths as we look into each other. She looks down at my lips, then up to my eyes. I do the same.

She leans down just an inch away from my lips. She looks into my eyes once again, then down to my lips. She repeats the same looks for what feels like minutes. I just lay there , shocked and absolutely lost in her eyes.

She leans down, making the space between our lips disappear. I cup her face and eagerly kiss her. She locks my arms into place using both hands to cross each other above my head. She kisses me hungrily.

I kiss her deeply. But then it shocked me to my spine...

I'm kissing Brooklyn Anderson.

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(A different characters pov in next chapter! Hoped you liked it 💌)

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