Can't Keep My Hands From Out Of Your Pants {BRALLIE}

⭐You're driving me Crazy!⭐

☀Callie's POV☀

What I've just told Brandon must have hurted him a lot since he quickly drove away without giving me one of his snobbish insults. He was acting like a brat and if his parents weren't going to tell him to his face I think its about time that someone tells him the truth about his behavior. I'm not scared or intimidated by Brandon.

I turned my head to look to my left then turned to my right again. I felt as if I was at a dead end. I had no idea where I was really going, I should have taken that ride with Brandon but I wasn't going to let him get away with treating me like a piece of useless,unwanted trash.

I was still at the sidewalk since I had decided to walk to the nearest bus stop. Sadly where I found myself right now had no clear direction of where the bus stop was located.

I took out my cellphone from my back pocket hoping to call mike since stef will most likely ask why I didn't got a ride with Brandon as she had told me to, somehow I was planning to convince mike to come and rescue me.

I was scrolling through my contacts for mike's number when a car stopped near to where I was

"Need a ride?" I looked over at the car to see that long, brown,curly hair guy that I had insulted earlier today at school

"Do I look that desperate" I was thinking of giving him a meaner answer but when I thought about it , I really needed a ride home "I guess I could take up your offer" I told him in addition, hoping to sound more grateful for his offer.

I jumped in to the passenger seat at the front and since he was staring at me I cracked a little smile, hopefully he'll think that means I'm thankful for the lift. He asked me where I was going and I told him my address ,as soon as that was said he took off in that direction.

"You're not from around here aren't you?" I heard his question and usually I would ignore such question, but the least I could do was answer

"Nope" I decided to give a simple but clear answer

"I'm Wyatt by the way. What's your name?"

"Callie" this guy really had many questions I thought to myself,now and then I realized that he was stealing glances at me "could you keep your eyes on the road" he didn't know that I had caught him so he smiled guiltily while focusing on the road

"Sorry about earlier today at school. You were right I wasn't looking at where I was going either" I couldn't help but think how easier it would have been if all guys were like this Wyatt guy here, I mean look at Brandon, he is the complete opposite. What's so hard in apologizing to someone when you know you've hurt their feelings?. I guess He'll always be an asshole.  "Did you hear me?" My mind drifted to Brandon and I forgot that I hadn't respond to Wyatt

" oh yeah. That's ok we both were not paying attention. No biggy" I looked outside at the surrounding an I realized that I was near to my stop now

"So you think we can somehow try to be friends from now on?" Wyatt wasn't so bad after all, from what I've seen he's way better than Brandon so that's not a bad thing at all

"I don't see why not" I told him honestly  "this is my stop". He brought the car to a Stop by the sidewalk . "thanks for the ride" I opened the lock to the door and proceeded to exit

"That's cool. See you around Callie" I was on the outside now standing on the pavement

" yeah see you around Wyatt" I closed the door to his car and he drove off.

I made my way to the door and went inside. As soon as I stepped inside the house I was about to climb the stairs when I felt someone grabbed my right hand from behind me

"What were you doing in Wyatt's car?" It was Brandon who had grabbed me by the hand which got me to turn facing him, he looked really pissed off

"Why the hell did you grab hold of me like that? And why do you care who's car I came in?,didn't you left me on the side of the road not caring what happens to me?" Just as I had said, Brandon is a complete ass hole. He treats me badly all the while and then tries to act like the victim

"You told me to leave because you weren't coming with me and you decided to let wyatt ,him of all person's bring you home? What's wrong with you?" To say I don't understand Brandon foster is a understatement, the guy is like a walking puzzle that I can't ever seem to put together

" the question is more like ,what's wrong with you? Can't you just back off I'm tired of you being down on me all the while, what is it with you ,what is wrong with you Brandon because I can't decipher what is it. I tried but I can't" I wanted to slap the hell out of him so that he'll start to behave like a normal person but I just stared at me while he had one hand on his waist an the other running through his hair while he slowly paced around the room looking down on the floor. I definitely can not decipher what his problem is.

He turned to me finally  "you wanna know what's wrong? You are what's wrong. You're driving me crazy! I-" the sound of a car pulling into our driveway outside broke our conversation and he walked passed me and went upstairs, but what could he possibly mean by I'm driving him crazy?