Different Sides Of Us (Sequel to Hired For Malik)

Chapter Eight

Lindsay's Point Of View

Slowly driving my new purchased vechile, I pulled up to the side of Brian's apartment. My hands finally stopped shaking once the key was jutted out of the ignition. Ever since I've moved to America, I was always opposed and frightened of driving on the other side of the road; and the other side of the car. It was an experience I wasn't into learning. But I had, and I had never used those driving skills until I needed them. Which happened to be now. I wasn't ready to have a sentimental conversation with my fiancee and a taxi driver. That was a conversation I wanted to steer clear of.

Walking up the concrete steps, I rang the doorbell on his polished white door. For some odd reason, it reminded me of a carnvial. How the door knob had fancy decorations carved around it, golden leaves embroidered at the top of it all. It made the apartment look magnificent only from the outside.

The door swung open, and I hugged Brian immediately. We stood there in the doorway for a while before separated, him leading me to the kitchen. Laying on the counter tops was a glass plate filled with toast, eggs, and some steaming coffee. I pecked his cheek before sitting down, him placing himself across from me. 

We ate in silence, neither one of us knowing what to say. Who knew it could be so awkward. I didn't want him to go, not yet. Without Brian, my life would be boring. Nothing there to put sparks into it. Sighing loudly after I ate my final bite, I slumped back in the chair. He sent me a small smile before mimicking my own movements.

"I don't want you to go," I said, as he began to slip on his jacket. He rolled the one suit case he had to the entrance of his apartment and walked back over to me. We had to be leaving soon, his flight left in less than an hour. Traffic wasn't that bad, and the airport was only twenty minutes away. 

He grabbed my small hands in his own and pressed them to his lips, the heat from his lips radiating off of my skin,"I don't want to go, either. Trust me." I rose up with a little help from the tug of his arms. We walked outside hand in hand, descending the stairs. Popping the truck, he lugged the heavy bag up and soon closed the car signaling it was time to go.

Half way there, I was beginning to feel nervous. These thoughts always occured to me when he left for business trips. Even though I knew I was the love of his life, as he for me, I always wondered if he would ever find another girl. Brian has never been that type of guy, but it always got me nervous whenever he left me to go to some other state.

"So how's work going?" His voice made me jump a little. He probably noticed how tense I was, and how the crinkles on my forehead had appeared to show I was in deep concentration. Of course he would notice it.

Taking a loose strand of hair and placing it behind my ear, I replied,"It's going great actually. The boys are working much better than I thought they would." As soon as the words escaped my mouth, I wanted to reach out and take them back. He knew it was going to be a male model, but he didn't know that there would be many of them. Let alone them being One Direction.

"The boys? Who are they?" 

How could I even play this cool?

I scratched the back of my neck, trying to think of the best explanation possible without having to tell the total truth,"Well, um, they're in a band." And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you get your fiancee insecure and jealous.

"Please tell me it's not who I think it is." He rolled his eyes and stared at me. His eyes pierced through me as I continued driving. What could I say, that is was The Wanted? Even Brian knows that they aren't popular, let alone be asked to model for a business like ours.

Closing my eyes for an instant, then reapplying my attention back onto the road, I nodded,"It's them." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him clench his fists a few times, the knuckles turning white. It's been forever since I've seen him get so angry. The last time I've seen him this mad or pissed was when... well, I don't want to talk about that.

Tears threatened to spill just by thinking of the horrible memories, and his thums soon greeted my eye lids before my emotions let loose,"Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. It's just, I don't want Zayn stealing you away from me."

Pulling into a parking space, I shut off the car for the second time today and took a deep breath. Brian exited the carr and ran over to my side, unbuckling me in the process. His arms wrapped around my waist, and my arms instantly went around his neck. He showered me with kisses all over my face, and giggles escaped through my lips.

Once he set my feet back onto the ground, I began to catch my breath that I had lost,"I just can't stand te thought of you and Zayn in a room together anymore." He trailed off, and to shut him up, I placed my lips onto his. A smile formed on his face as we btoh began to melt into the kiss. His hands slid into my back pockets on my jeans. I stood up on my tip toes as my hands clung to his hair. The kiss was passionate, and I never wanted it to end.

And it felt like that. His tongue slid over my bottom lip asking for entrance, which I granted. Our tongues fighted for dominance, but in the end I let him win. Pulling away, I gasped for breath and I laughed at the sight of his swollen lips, now wanting to know how I looked as well.

I wrapped one arm around his torso as we strolled into the building with his luggage,"You don't need to worry. I love you, not him. Besides, he's been a total dick to me when I've tried to be nice to him." Having to separate for a while, I watched as he checked in his suit case and went through security, laughing as he had to take off his belt. Greeting me at the end of everything, our hands molded together for the last time for a while.

"And you, are the only boy on my mind. From now on and forever." Sitting back into the uncomfortable chairs they supply guests, I snuggled up in his side resting my head on his chest. His heart beat was steady and slow, and I smiled at the sound of it.

His plane was called and I gladly walked him towards his departure center,"Don't have to much fun without me." 

I chuckled to myself and pushed him away playfully,"Go, before you miss your flight." 

A smile danced on his lips as he blew a kiss towards me,"I love you."

"I love you, too." Waving good bye to him, I watched him disappear out of my sight. Everything was now good and falling into place. Brian had promised that he would call me as soon as he landed so I would know that he was safe. 

Walking outside, a few dozen flashes came at me, cameras clicking all around. But for the first time, I didn't care. It didn't bother me. It had been a while since everything had been so perfect for my life. Though nothing and nobody was perfect, it seemed like my life was pretty darn close to it.

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~A/N~

It's been FOREVER since I've updated but high school is tough!

omgggggg, I got my homecoming dress and it's so cute! I'm so happy with it. I really want my ex boyfriend who I dated for a year ask me, but I doubt that will happen. So so far I'm going with a group of friends!

Please tell me what you think of how this story is going and if you like it so far! I really want to know! And I can't thank you enough for getting 7,000 reads on my first story Hired For Malik. I screamed. It might not seem a lot but to me it is and I'm just so happy.

Anyway, please vote and comment! I love all my readers! 

-Taylor xx