Part 4

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Within minutes Braden was standing on my doorstep, his clothes were soaked from the rain that was now pouring.
"How long have you been standing out here?" I asked pulling him inside. Like an overprotective mother I was worried he would catch cold.
" Well lets just say I never left your house." He looked down at his shoes.

" I see," I said as I reached into the closet to grab him a blanket, " you're lucky my parents are gone this weekend."

" I know i am." Braden slowly took off his shirt to reveal his pale chest.

"Why did you just take off your shirt?" I stared at him with blank eyes, " you need a shirt, you know that."

" I know but its wet and I'm a pussy when it comes to the cold."

" Does that mean you want your pants off too?" I rolled my eyes.

" Well yea. Ill leave my boxers on though. "

" Ugh. Fine but that blanket is not coming off of you until your clothes are dry." It was making me hot just thinking about him naked. I shook my head to dissipate the image that was so vividly formed in my mind.

He chuckled. " Why? Would it turn you on?" He had no idea how much it would. For all he knows ive killed off most of the feelings i have for him. I cant ever let him know just how much I love him.

" Were not playing this game tonight Braden."

" What game?"

" The game where you play with my heart and then tell me you still love her and she's your 'only one'. My heart is broken enough right now don't you think?"

" I dont do that," he scoffed

" Yeah, you do. " The tears residing in my eyes jumped over the edge and rolled down my cheek.

" We can talk about this later once I'm out of these wet clothes." He walked over to the bathroom door and stepped inside. The door shut behind him. I sat down on the sofa and waited for him to return.

We sat on the couch in silence for a moment until he spoke.
" Remember when we first started talking?"

I nodded.

" You hated my guts. "

" Funny how things can change." Within two months of talking to him, i fell. He talked to me all day, everyday. Hate soon turned into love and now I'm stuck. The feelings won't go away, i suppose this means they're true.

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