New friends, new relationship and a new hot stepbrother. How is Chelsea supposed to keep steady, when everything in her life is tumbling down.
(In the middle of getting re-written)
As I woke up the next morning, Brandons arms were covering me, holding me tight as if they would never let me go. I tried to get out of his hold, but it seemed almost impossible seeing that I barely even moved an inch, everytime I moved. So instead of keep trying I relaxed, leaning into his body which radiated warmth. I felt his skin on mine, making me shiver slightly at the fact that I enjoyed this. I enjoyed his touch, his warmth and most of all, I enjoyed his breathing hitting the side of my head. I knew I wasn't supposed to enjoy it, it was wrong in every way possible. This guy, that I was currently cuddling with, was my stepbrother. The child of my stepfather. But still, I couldn't help but move closer. As I laid there, I completely lost track of time and space. All my head could focus on was the attractive guy embracing me. It wasn't until my phone started ringing, and Brandon woke up from the sound of it, that I practically jumped out of his arms.
I grabbed my phone, not botherinng to look at the id. Right this moment I just needed to get out of this bed, before Brandon could start a conversation, or ask why I hadn't pushed him away. Or why we even laid like that in the first place. And to be completely honest, I wasn't sure I had an honest answer to that. "Hello?" I said as I brought the phone up to my ear. I heard a faint breathing on the other side of the phone, before the person started speaking. "Have you forgetten me?" The person said, a tint of laughter lingering in the voice. "I'm in the driveway princess, get your butt out here." He finished off, and that's when I realised that it was Alex. I had completely forgotten about our ice cream date, I guess you could call it. "Oh my god," I mumbled as I ran towards the bathroom. "I'm so sorry! I'll be down in 10 minutes, maybe 15." I said as I hung up and turned on the shower. I put my hair up in a messy bun, putting my bathing hat on, so that my hair wouldn't get wet in the shower. Because frankly I did not have time to wash my hair. I undressed as quickly as I could and got into the shower, washing my body and face like my life depended on it. As I got out of the shower I threw a towel around me and immediately started to brush my teeth, not wasting any time. I didn't have time to apply make up, so I just took off my bathing hat and ran out of the bathroom to grab some clothes, just to run back inside and get dressed.
"I'm so so sorry!" I exclaimed as I opened the door to Alex's BMW. It looked brand new and it even had that new car smell. I buckled my seatbelt and gave him a smile as he backed out of our driveway. "No worries," He said as he made sure to look if any cars were coming before he backed out. His jaw was slightly clenched as he concentrated on his driving, and I would be lying if I said I didn't find it at least a little attractive. "So which ice cream shop should we go to?" He asked, as he threw me a grin. "How do you feel about the one down at the beach?" I asked, as I stared at him. Sure, I knew he was attractive. But I never really realised just how attractive he really is, it's like he's a whole new person, since the last time I was this close to him. Which isn't more than a few days ago. "Man," a big smile made it's way onto his lips. "That's my favorite!" He exclaimed as he threw a quick glance at me. I couldn't help but notice how enthusiastic he was. He seemed so careless, yet so happy. And I couldn't stop the thought that it might've been because of me. Because he was here, in the car, with me. It was a selfish thought, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't that maybe, just maybe, he was just as happy as I was, that we were spending time together. Just if it was this one time.
We had gone for awalk on the beach, after we had ordered our ice creams. The weather was extremely nice, and the water gave me small shivers everytime it would reach my feet. I enjoyed it's cold embrace. We had taken off our shoes just a few minutes ago, and were currently walking around with them in our hands and with ice cream in the other. "What've you been up to these last few years?" I ask Brandon as I take a bite out of my ice cream. Which really wasn't that much of a bite, more a lick. I hate the feeling of biting into something so cold, it gives me this kind of ache and I can't help but to cringe. He shrugged as he took a bite out of his ice cream as well. "Not much to be honest," he kicks against the water lightly, as it reaches our feet once again. "I've mostly been partying. Which gave me a few problems with the coach last year. I was failing Algebra, and was cut off the team until I got my grades up." He said with a small frown. "You play football?" I asked, choosing to let the topic of his failing grade go since he didn't seem too happy about it. "Ehm, no," he answered, making me frown a bit. "I play lacrosse. I'm the team captain this year. I got my grades up, in every class actually. Honestly, I don't think my dad has ever been more proud of me than he was when I was choosen to be the team captain." I remember Alex's dad, Oscar. He always seemed so harsh on Alex and his brother, Jedd. I don't remember a time where he wouldn't yell at Jedd to 'throw that ball like you mean it'. Jedd's a few years older than Alex, and by a few I mean 6. He had always seemed so big to me, not that it was weird, he was in fact 8 years older than me. I always thought he was kind of intimidating. And the same with his father to be honest. But now that I see Alex here in front of me, all grown up and with all this masculinity, he just reminds me of Jedd. They look almost exactly alike. "That's great," Is all I say as we continue down the beach. Alex grabs a hold of my hand, seeing as we have both finished our ice cream. His hand feels big and warm around mine, it's nothing like how I felt earlier, when Brandon was embracing me in his sleep, but I sleep feel a sudden warmth take over.
As the beach started to fill up with a bunch of people, both families and high school students, we decided to head back.
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This is how I imagine Alexander grabbing Chelsea's hand :DDDDD What do y'all think about Alexander? Alex + Chelsea or Brandon + Chelsea?
