BxB- "You Saved Me"

Chapter 1-"Going Out"

A/N:
Brandon above

Blake's P.O.V

I looked in the mirror and sighed. It was noticeable. My arms were slightly exposed. I didn't have any other long sleeves, they were old and barely fit me. The one long sleeve I had that fit me fully exposed my arm below my elbow. It rolled up if I moved around so I was trying my best to stay still.

I looked down and turned back. I walked to the living room to find Brandon sitting on the couch, his foot tapping on the floor impatiently. He looked up from his phone "You ready?". I nodded "Yeah". He nodded, stood up, and went over to me. He grabbed my arm and looked at it "Don't let the sleeves roll up, or I fucking swear". I nodded and looked down. He let out a sigh, and with his index and thumb he grabbed my chin and made me look up. He planted a soft kiss onto my lips and I kissed back. He put a hand to my lower back and brought me closer to him. I rested my hands on his chest, my body in full contact with his. He pulled back and rested his forehead on mine.

He kissed the tip of my nose and let go of me. He walked over to the door and grabbed his jean coat, shrugged it on and nodded at me "Let's go". I walked over to him and I tugged my shirt sleeve again. Hopefully it didn't roll up. He opened the door and we walked outside, he turned around to close the door and locked it. He looked at me, grabbed my hand, and led me to the car. He opened my door and I got in, saying a small thank you.He went to the driver's side and started the car. I leaned on the door and closed my eyes.

Brandon shook my shoulder and I opened my eyes "We're here, hurry it up". I nodded and stretched a bit. He slammed me against the door and growled. My heart beat sped up and he looked at me furiously "That makes your shirt roll up, and I swear to hell if someone sees those I will fucking murder you". I quickly nodded and pulled my shirt and sleeves down. He let go of me, scowled and turned the car off. He got out and opened the door for me. I got out and he slammed the door, making me flinch a bit. He grabbed my hand and led me through parking lot.

We passed a couple of hundred cars before we went into the mall. We passed probably a million people before he stopped at the center fountain and looked back at me. He sighed softly and smiled at me, the smile I loved to see yet I knew it was so fake "So," he started "where do you wanna go? Anywhere, just name it". I stood quiet for a second "Uhm, I don't know". My voice was barely audible amongst the large crowd. Brandon sighed and his eyes slightly glared at me before he smiled again "Alright, I'll choose".

He grabbed my hand again and he started leading me somewhere, I looked down at the floor and just followed his feet, I really didn't want to see anyone staring at me. I felt a sharp pull on my hand and I winced. I looked up to see Brandon glaring at me through a smile. He let go of my hand and his eye twitched a bit "Love, you okay?". I stared at him for a second and his eye twitched again "You're silent". I then noticed we were alone, inside the bathrooms. How did we...

He scowled and gripped my shoulder "Answer me when I talk to you". I shook and quickly nodded my head. He let out a sigh and he pinned me to wall, my head colliding with it. I hissed and quickly shut my eyes. He growled and gripped my hair "Look at me". I did as told and I looked at him, his eyes only showing anger. He back handed me and my face went to the side. My eyes watered and he gripped my shirt "I fucking told you, answer me when I fucking talk". I closed my eyes tight "Y-yes", my voice shook and cracked. He let go of me and I slid down to the floor, I curled my knees to my chest.