A Stupid, Hopeless Crush

Chapter-9 A Crush On Him?!

Sunlight. That is what hits my eyes when I open them. I groan and try to move, but then realize that my pillow is very hard. I turn from my side to my back slowly, and find a muscular arm wrapped around my waist. My head turns, and I see Brandon sleeping on the bed beside me.

Sweet Baby Jesus.

He looks like the most innocent person in the whole wide world, with his eyes closed and his hair hanging over his forehead. My head is resting on one of his arms, and the other one is wrapped around my waist. My bare legs are tangled in his, and he is evidently in a deep sleep, judging the serene expression on his face. I shift a bit, and his arm unconsciously tightens around my waist and pulls me closer to his chest. I sigh and remember what all happened last night, and bury my face in Brandon's chest, inhaling. He smells the same - vanilla and cologne, with a subtle hint of mint. I used to hate this smell, but now I kinda like it. I smile to myself and my eyes start drooping again, and soon everything turns black.

♠ BRANDON ALEX DASHNER ♠ 

The sound of the doorbell being rung impatiently wakes me up. I open my eyes, and they widen as soon as I see what, or more specifically, who lies beside me. 

Oh, wow. 

She looks completely peaceful, sleeping on my arm, one of her hands lying under her face. A few strands of her hair are lying on her face, and I move them away gently, tucking them behind her ear. Kylee shifts a bit, moving closer to me, and for a moment I just want to lie there beside her forever.

Wait, what? I did not just say that. That's it. You're officially a fucking unicorn, Brandon.

I carefully remove my arm from under Kylee's head, get off the bed and walk down to answer the front door, where someone is ringing the doorbell like a madman.

As soon as I open the door, Kris rushes in. "Did you find her? Is she okay? Where the fuck was she? Where's she now? What the fuck happened?" he asks, all in one breath. 

"Calm down, bro. She's upstairs in the guestroom, asleep. I found her in Paradise Country Club yesterday," I tell him. He frowns. "How did she end up there?"

"Maybe you should ask her."

♥KYLEE JACKSON♥ 

I wake up to the sound of loud knocking on the bedroom door. Brandon isn't there beside me, so he must've already woken up. I get up and open the door, and Kris walks in, a worried expression on his face. I smile at him, and he engulfs me in a hug, before making me sit down on the bed with him. "You okay? What happened yesterday?" he asks me. I tell him all that happened last night.

"What?! He did what?!" he interrupts when I come to the part about Aaron hurting me. He gets up from the bed and turns to Brandon. "Let's go kill him." 

Brandon smiles. "It's alright, bro. I already broke his nose."

I shake my head at them. "Now that I'm okay, can I go home?"

Kris nods. "Oh yeah, I brought fresh clothes for you. And I'll call June and tell her that you won't be able to come to tutor her today," he smiles and leaves the room.

 Brandon and my eyes meet.

"So...uh, get changed."

Awkward.

"Right," I say, and he leaves the room. I change into the t-shirt and shorts that Kris brought for me, and fold Brandon's t-shirt carefully, and place it on the bed. I walk down the stairs and into the large living room where he's sitting, watching television. I clear my throat, and he looks at me. "Yeah?"