Author’s Note: So, I’m very embarrassed that I’ll be starting tenth grade in a month, and I haven’t even finished this story. Hehehe, my bad. Anywho, I’ll be working on it now, so hope you all like it. (:
Yay, new chapter! :P
Sorry it's short. Working on the next chapter, it might be out tonight.
Oh, and sorry it's rushed. Just can't wait to start the drama(x
Chapter 1O: Anything's fine with me...
Part 2: The unthinkable.
Recap: As both and Brandon and Bryan thought about each other, there was one guy who was thinking about something else. Not a very nice thing, if I may say. He was thinking about how to break apart the love of his love interest, who’s always rejected him. Hmmm, maybe he’ll succeed, maybe not. Who knows.
Bryan’s P.O.V.
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After thinking about many ways I could ask him out, I decided on just, well, being me.
Straight to the point.
Hehehe, straight. Anyways, besides that, I just hope he’ll say yes, I don’t know how I’ll feel, if he rejects me once again. Yeah, I do sort of understand why he rejected me, when I asked him to be my boyfriend. But still, I would of loved it if he said yes, but I guess I’ll actually have to do some work to get what I want.
I sat up from my bed, stretching out my arms, while I got up, and got a glance of myself on the huge wall mirror at the other end of my bedroom. Looking good.
I walked out my room, while I gave a long sigh, and headed down the stairs, suddenly feeling nervous. What the hell is wrong with me? It’s not a big deal. I’m just going to ask him out.
No biggie.
“Breath Bryan,” I quietly told myself repeatedly, as I was right in front of me.
He was now sitting on one of the big sofa’s, his face in his hands, with his bangs swiftly covering his eyes, as he was looking straight at me.
I took a step back, feeling a bit intimidated all of a sudden. Not in a scared way, but more of on the shy side.
Okay, just do it.
“Brandon, um, err- ,“ I paused as I regained my composure before I could faint from the over-nervousness that is somehow suffocating me. Wow. Who could of ever thought that thee Bryan of all guys, would be nervous? Huh? Well, that’s new.
I sucked in a breath, and tried to look into his eyes, for a better connectivity, but his hair was in the way.
Darn, maybe he’s mad at me for leaving him without saying a word. He’s just ignoring me. Ugh.
“Branny, I know you may be mad at me – even though I should be the one upset here,” I muttered, “but I wanted to apologize for that, and for anything I did or said that made you mad.”
“Brandon, I-,“ I stopped as I heard a soft snoring sound.
Wait a minute, is he asleep?
I took a step forward, and leaned down, moving away his bangs from his face. His eyes were closed. So he is asleep! Ugh, just when I’m about to say something important.
Okay, so I’ll just be really careful while waking him up and I’ll ask him. Yup, sounds like a plan! Now, how do I wake somebody up carefully, yet, gentle at the same time? Oh, maybe shaking him will work.
