Danger Love Ahead

Chapter Thirty-Three: Chemistry

( Brandon's version) 

If there was one thing I always found strange about April, was her ability to make me angry over the smallest issue. That was an amazing skill she had that I had never noticed before. We ended up arguing over unnecessary things now and again before realizing it was a huge misunderstanding. We fought most of dinner time in her room before and after the doctor arrived. We fought about whether his mustache was real or not, whether it was brown or black and even the about the little inscription on his stethoscope. I rationalized that all the anger was a result of the day's stress, a day which was turning out to be a very long one. No thanks to my dear friends. Dave often walked by the door talking loudly, "I love my house." "Hey Am! Don't you just loove the colour of the wallpaper? It sets of the carpet pattern which I also love" April kept her head averted during his nincompoop ritual while I glared at the door. I wanted so bad to tell her now but I didn't know how. She was still having her dinner so I thought it would be wise not to say "Hey April, I Love You," out loud. She might choke on her food. Speaking of choking, she was choking right now and I was there patting her back until whatever she was choking on flew out.

"Thanks," she said breathlessly while I tried not to laugh. I know I was being mean, but she looked soo cute, all flushed and embarrassed.

"No problem,"I told her grinning. "It's nothing new really, most girls can't eat their food when the thing they really want eat is beside them so..you know..I understand." I had no idea where the conceitedness was coming from but April was gaping at me as if I had grown three heads, blushing unintentionally, I guess. I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing, especially when she threw her best furious look. "Sorry sweetheart." 

"Don't call me that!" she snapped folding her arms.

"What? Sweet heart?"

"Yes, it's an icky word," she said.

"What's so icky about sweetheart?"I asked.

"Stop saying that word, it's icky because it comes from you," she snapped but bit her lip as if she let something slip. I raised my eye-brow at her. That hurt. A lot Though I sensed another unnecessary argument, I couldn't help myself.

"What was that supposed to mean?" I asked trying not to sound angry and failing miserably.

"That came out wrong," she muttered. I knew it!! She doesn't love me!! She just thinks I'm this big jerk. I got up and walked out of the room. "Brandon wait!"

"Why, sweetheart?? You don't like getting endearments from me," I called out behind me jogging down the stairs. I failed to notice Mrs.Summers, Michelle and Mariah staring at us from the couch. I wasn't even sure where I was going but I headed for the glass door anyway. April came running down behind me. "You're supposed to be in bed!"I growled at her. The girl didn't even heed a thing the doctor told her.

"Brandon.."

"I know I know I get it, you don't want me. When I call you those things you feel icky!"

"Brandon, it's not like that, you're over re-acting."

"My own girl friend doesn't want me to call her pet names," I told her. I was over-reacting.

"I'm not your girl friend!" she said. "You never asked me."

"No I didn't and thank god for that,"I shot back even though I clearly remembered asking her. It was a long time ago, though. I was forced to halt when April popped up in front of me. By the look on her face, it seemed she remembered to. She looked disappointed, thinking I had forgotten. Fat chance.

"Can't you hear me out, that came out wrong!"she pleaded.

"You mean it shouldn't have come out at all?" I asked trying to push her out of the way.

"That's it! You wanna be impossible fine!" she growled. "You're so hard-headed!! Maybe you're not worth it after all!" OUCH

"Fine you wanna explain, let me hear it,"I huffed. She blushed again and shifted uncomfortably. "I knew it!" I snapped but couldn't seem to move. She was embarrassed about something. 

"No," she said softly. "When you call me those things I feel...."

"Icky?" I asked quirking my eye-brow.

"Well....not exactly. I feel a warm tingly feeling. I don't know if I like it, especially the way you say it and look," her face was burning now as she kept her eyes to the floor. "I don't like how you say it because I feel no control over myself....and I hate not being in control. You can make me bend to your every wish when you do that," she still wasn't looking at me while I was feeling at the top of the world right now.

"Sweetheart, that means we have some chemistry going there," I told her. "Look up at me." She looked up, her blue-green eyes looking so vulnerable and shy. She just opened herself up to me. "But I'm sure we don't call that feeling icky." April smiled and embraced me tightly.

"I can't believe I accused you of hurting me..you know...when I was at hospital," she whispered.

"You had amnesia,"I defended her. "And Kira tricked you. But now you have your memories back just because of that kiss." How many times were we going to go over this?

"Yeah, you know what they say," April pulled back slightly smiling up at me. "A true love's kiss." I laughed. A true..... I glanced at her..woah! Was she trying to tell me something??

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said letting go of me.

"Oh no you don't sweetheart, tell me," I said watching her look doubtfully at me. She sighed.

"I..kinda...maybe..think...that...you know...maybe...I...um..." she stuttered.

"Sweetheart,"

"Brandon, I love you," she said all in one breath and bit her bottom lip waiting for my reply.

"You do?"I asked dumbly feeling like I died and went to heaven.

"Forget it," April was about to go but I held her in place.

"April, I love you too, I always did and I always will," I said watching the smile form on her lips. Surprising herself and I for that matter, she kissed me passionately while I responded happily.

Little did I know, Michelle and Mariah were hi-fiving each other while Mrs.Summers brushed a tear from behind the couch.