Falling for the Heart-breaker

No coffee needed

*Brinley's POV*

Morning again, with the same old dream and the same old ending. But why? Why didn't I ever dream of anything nice for a change?

We had Monday off today, luckily, otherwise I might've smashed my head into the wall right then and there.

Anyway, since it was a nice Monday off, I decided a walk to Starbucks was in order. Maybe a good coffee would boost my self asteem. Probably not though.

After getting ready in a pair of old boots, skinny jeans, and a maroon knit sweater, I pulled my hair into a bun and headed out the door, my phone placed in my back pocket. I was quick to avoid my mother, not wanting her to think I was going out to really do something. Just coffee.

I pushed through our old wooden door, shutting it closed as quietly as possible. As I walked down my driveway, I spotted a tall figure leaned in the top branches of the tree next to my balcony.

The guy.

"Hey, I'm down here." I caught his attention, although I nearly whispered the words. And as his messy curls whipped in my direction, I found myself wanting to smile.

He slipped down the tree, three roses in his hands. Three red roses. He was dressed in black jeans and an old blue t-shirt, everything hugged his body perfectly. He walked over towards me, his eyes trained onto mine. I oddly felt out of place. Like maybe I wasn't the right girl, he's beautiful and I'm... Im. Well... I'm me.

"Don't doubt yourself babe." I snapped my head up, just now noticing he was inches away from me. I shuddered as I felt his breath on my cold face, fanning over my cheekbones. He placed the roses in my hands, his eyes never leaving mine. And for a sole moment, I thought he might try and kiss me, but he stepped away, leaving me a few feet away from him.

I sighed, staring into this random guys eyes, twirling the roses in between my fingers. Should I? I asked myself, bobbing back and forth on my worn out boots. Yeah, what could I lose?

"Hey, I was about to go on a walk, do you wanna join me?" I asked hesitantly, looking from the ground back to him. He thought over it, and nodded.

"Why not." And we started walking down my driveway, and across the street, until we were on our way to some random park out in the middle of the neighborhood.

The air was a cold, chilled feel, nipping at my exposed skin which was my neck mostly, and pinching at my nose. I walked along side this guy, but struggled, being he had the longest stride in the world.

I sighed to myself, looking at the boy next to me. He was so incredibly beautiful, it just blew my mind to think he was the one giving me all these roses, the one coming up to my balcony. And that made me think, why? Why was he making me feel like this and why was he giving me of all people roses?

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, my walk brisk as I attempted to keep pace with his long strides.

"Doing what?" He asked, looking over in my direction. I groaned, throwing a small tantrum with my hands.

"You know exactly what," I snapped, staring forward into the trees ahead of us. "Your bringing me roses everyday thing, and your being incredibly handsome thing-"

"I'm incredibly handsome?" A small smirk swept across his face, sending me into a fit of angry tantrums with my hands.

"Shut up! That's not my point!" And I started to laugh. I actually laughed, and the smile on my face. That felt amazing.

"But isn't it?" He looked at me, with such passion, such love. And for a moment, I felt like I could just lean in and kiss him.

The silence that engulfed us wasn't awkward, it was beautiful. Beautiful and full of so much potential. He stared into my eyes, the smirk on his face slowly disappearing as he intently focused on me. My mouth parted to say something, but shut tightly, still smiling a little.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked, his lips nearly a few inches from mine. I smiled, looking down at the ground and back up at him again, the smile on my face growing even wider.

"Do you even have to ask?" I laughed, draping my arms over his shoulders to get a little closer to him. He smirked, leaning in close to my ear.

"I just needed to know if you wanted it as much as I did." He whispered, his warm breath tickling my ear. And I'll admit. I wanted to kiss him so badly. I wanted to taste his lips on mine. I wanted to feel how much he wanted this.

"Well, yes. You can kiss me." I smiled, leaning in close to him, closing my eyes in anticipation for the kiss.

The minute his lips met mine, it was like my heart stopped. He was just a fiery mess of hot air and love, and I, a mess of cold air and loneliness. This. This completed me. These two extremes meeting together caused a tornado, and whatever tornado it was, dangerous or not, it was still alive.

He heated things up, pulling me in closer and slipping his tongue through my mouth. I didn't care though, honestly, what did I have to lose?

He pulled away, breathless and sweaty, leaning his forehead against mine. He took a deep breath before talking, a smile growing on his red lips.

"Your a really good kisser, did anyone ever tell you that?" He smirked, still catching his breath. I laughed, in some awkward breathless way, and smiled again.

"No, I think your the first." I looked into his eyes, seeing for the first time, a sort of lighter green. It wasn't quite jade, it was almost lighter than that. It was a gorgeous green, and it just made me giggle looking at it.

"What's your name?" He asked, cocking his eyebrow against mine. I looked down at the ground, smiling to myself. Once I looked back up at him, he was no longer breathless, but sweat still lined his scalp.

"What's yours?" I inquired, causing him to shake his head. I laughed, staring deeply into his new-green eyes. He hesitated, but decided to tell me.

"It's Harry, Harry Styles." I nodded, pulling away from his small embrace.

"Brinley, Brinley Feynman." I reached out my hand, and gladly, he took it, shaking it in a very small gesture.

Turns out, I didn't need coffee to boost my self asteem. All I needed was a cute stranger and a few roses.

A/N:

What do you guys think so far? Is Brinley giving in to this totally hot stranger? Well technically he's not a stranger anymore, but still.

I can't think of a ship name mainly cuz I'm lazy, but you guys aren't!

Maybe.

Oh well. Whoever comes up with this best ship name gets a shoutout! Thanks!