Chapter 10

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Patrick's pov

We got to the red carpet and I gave Brandie my arm. She smiled and Pete offered her his arm as well I laughed as did she as she took Pete. We stopped for pictures Pete being pulled away by his girlfriend Ashlee Simpson. Brandie looked out of place. She wasn't posing for pictures. She was just staying with me. Not that I minded. But she seemed kinda scared. I put my hand on the small of her back and smiled at her. She smiled and I lead us over to Pete and Ashlee. I noticed Ashlee had a ring on her left index finger. Fuck. Pete wouldn't. Ashlee waved and Pete smiled,

"I manned up and asked her to marry me."

"And I said yes!" Ashlee exclaimed. I nodded and Brandie hugged Pete saying,

"That's amazing! congratulations guys!"

"Thanks Brand," Pete smiled while Ashlee gave her a dirty look. I hugged Ashlee and Pete congratulating them before leading Brandie away from them.

We were in the parking lot talking since we both go tired of cameras.

Brandie looked down saying, "Umm Pat I need to tell you something. Don't tell anyone okay. "

I nodded and she continued, "I was offered a scholarship to an Olympic Soccer Academy. I don't know if I wanna go. It's in Alabama. if I graduate from there I'll be on the Olympic Soccer team and I'll compete in the up coming summer Olympics next year. I was gonna go. But now I'm happy. What should I do?" She might be leaving us already?

I looked down whispering, "Wow. I'm not gonna keep you from going if you want too. But just listen to this. Do what's gonna give you the best time of your life. Do what your hearts wants you too."

She nodded and hugged me whispering, "Then I'm not going anywhere for a while." I hugged her back tightly and we pulled away. She kissed my cheek and asked,

"Hey I know an awesome dance club that you can get in any age. No alcohol. Wanna go?"

I smiled as pulled her to my car saying, "Why not?"

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We were dancing and our phone were in the car. I had to admit this place was pretty awesome. And it was way better then the red carpet. Oh shit. The guys are probably wondering where we went.

Pete's pov

I tried calling Patrick for the 10 fucking time and it went to voice mail.

I groaned before asking, "Where the fuck are you guys?! I'm like freaking out and you've been gone for hours! When you get this just meet me and Ashlee at my house."

My phone vibrated and I sighed seeing it was only a text from Ryan. I called Brandie and got her voice mail.

I groaned again before saying,"You guys need to answer your phones! I'm freaking out! Did you and Patrick get kidnapped or something?! When you get this meet me and Ashlee at home. GAH pick up next time!"

Brandie's pov

A slow song came on and I moved off to the side. Patrick shook his head and grabbed my hand pulling me into the center of the dance floor. Everyone watched us as he put his hands on my waist and I wrapped my arms loosely around his neck as we danced. He smiled and sang the words and I sang a long. The song ended and I hesitated before leaning up and kissing him.

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