Loving You || Sequel to "Temptations"

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"Brie you're fucking kidding me right?" Said the voice of Dallas Winston, "Do you even know this guy?"

I crossed my arms, "Yes I actually do. Now please leave me alone Dallas! Let's go Isaac." Just as I grabbed Isaac's hand to lead him out of the club, Dallas had grabbed my arm stopping me.

"You must be crazy man if you think I'm gonna let you go with this fool." He warned me.

"No Dallas. You're the crazy one here. We. Broke. Up. I have nothing to do with you anymore." I looked him dead in the eye.

Isaac then butted in, "Brie let's get out of here." He held my hand.

"Don't touch her!" Dallas growled and pushed Isaac's chest. Isaac immediately reacted and pushed Dallas right back.

Before Dal could do anything else, I got in between the two of them, "STOP IT YOU TWO! I'm not letting you guys fight!"

I was holding Isaac back when he said, "Just let me get at it. I'm not afraid of him." His eyes piercing at Dallas.

"Yeah man? Well you should be!" Dally shouted. That's when a crowd started to form around us. Chanel, Laila, and Yvonne had joined as well. Laila went to block Dallas from getting any closer to Isaac and myself.

I looked at Dallas and saw hurt. He was jealous. Jealous of me and Isaac. The look in his eyes was a daring look. He was daring me to walk out those doors with Isaac. I knew I couldn't fall back into his trap. I turned my eyes away from his, and walked out the door with Isaac's hand in my own.

Isaac showed me the way to his car. He opened up the passenger side door and allowed me to get in.

"Are you okay Isaac?" I asked as he sat down in the driver's seat.

He looked at me with his gorgeous eyes, "I'm fine, love."

I examined his face closer, "You have a cut on your forehead." I reached my hand forward.

Isaac held my wrist with his large hand. Slowly his hand met itself with mine, "I'll be okay." After that, he started the car up and began to back out of the parking lot. As the car was put into drive I looked out the window and saw Dallas, staring at me with his dark chocolate eyes through the glass of the car window.

"Want me to take you home?" Isaac asked when we stopped at a red light.

"I don't really have anywhere to go. I've been staying at Yvonne's." I answered honestly.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Brie. I didn't me- I didn't know."

"Hey don't sweat it. It's fine." I assured him.

Isaac turned his head at me, "then wanna come hang out at my place."

"Id like that." I gave him a genuine smile.

•••

We walked into a gorgeous apartment building. It was super fancy with the elevator and front lobby; almost like a hotel. Isaac leaded me to the elevator and pushed the eighth floor.

Out of curiosity I said, "Who do you live with?"

"It's just me. My parents told me as long as I'm in their house, it's their rules. So I asked if they can get me a nice apartment instead of a big house for my birthday."

"Your parents got you your own place for your birthday." I was in shock.

"Yeah. It took a bit of convincing, but I got them to trust me enough to let me live on my own."

Isaac opened the door and invited me in. His apartment was amazing. It was almost all white, with splashes of grey and black here and there. Very modern, and surprisingly clean for a guy.

When the light was turned on I saw there was dry blood on Isaac's forehead.

I sternly told him to sit up on the kitchen island.

"Brie, I told you I'm okay." He chuckled.

I raised an eyebrow, "That cut doesn't say you're okay. Let me just clean it," I pouted, "please."

"Fine." Isaac jokingly grunted like a little boy who was arguing with his mother about going to sleep. He sat up on the countertop as I grabbed a paper towel and wet it under the faucet. I walked over to him and stood in between his legs, cleaning up his face. He had a cut on the top of his head. That might leave a scar.

"There. All done. See, it wasn't hard to let me do that." I laughed.

Isaac stared at me, "Thank you." We looked at each other for what felt like forever. I finally killed the stare when I looked down at the marble floor. That's when he lifted my chin and pulled my waist in to his body. His lips brushed against mine. I kissed him back.

When we pulled away, I didn't know what to say. I was in shock. I didn't even expect that to happen.

"Do you want to spend the night?" He broke the silence.

"Isaac, I really don't think I'm ready to do that." I sighed.

"Hey, hey we don't have to do anything. We can just hang out. We'll watch a movie and just talk." Isaac assured me.

I bit my lip, "Okay." He responded by pulling me into a big and protective hug.

•••

The next morning I woke up in a bed that wasn't familiar. I had spent the night with Isaac, but we did nothing. We did just what he said, watched a movie and talked about everything.

Isaac lost his mom during birth so he never met her. His dad on the other hand was a great guy... until he became a drunk. He would lock Isaac up in the basement freezer often for no reason whatsoever. What a dick. He also has two step sisters from another one of his fathers marriages. Isaac didn't live in Tulsa his whole life. When he was younger, he lived in Britain with his grandfather and went to a boarding school on a lacrosse scholarship. When he came back, he found out about how psycho his dad had gotten.

"Morning beautiful." I heard the sound of Isaac's raspy morning voice.

I smiled, "Hi."

He brushed a strand of hair out of my face, "I have a plan for us today."

"Yeah what's that?"

"We're gonna go to a cafe for lunch, then I'm gonna take you this really cool hiking trail. After that, we'll have dinner. Sound good?"

"Sounds amazing Isaac. You really don't have to do that for me though. I'm fine with just staying at home."

"No, I want to. It'll be fun. I promise."

"Okay." I said as he pulled me into a warm hug.

•••

just so you guys know, isaacs character is inspired by Isaac Lahey from teen wolf ;)
I love him so much. My favorite show at the moment.