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

☆Cant you see?☆

☀Callie's POV☀

After leaving brandon in the parking lot at our school,Wyatt and I went to grab a bite to eat afterwards we went by his house, as a girl maybe some female would have been timid thinking that going at a guys house would eventually lead to sex, especially with his parents not being at home but being who I am I went with him not being scared of the possibility but also not having the intention to screw Wyatt, not that I wouldn't want to but that's besides the point, the point is he invited me over to his place and I accepted his offer.

Wyatt's house is of moderate size it looks simple on the outside with green ,lush ,well-groomed grass on both sides of the walk way going towards his doorstep. On the inside felt even more relaxing, if I were to judge where Wyatt lived based on his physical attire and appearance I would have thought differently of his home than what it truly is.

He briefly showed me inside of his house before gently holding my hand and rushing outside

"Come with me,I want to show you something" he brought me to his garage.  His garage is like a mini art studio, unlike most garage where unwanted stuffs were thrown about his looked neat and artistic, I had no idea he was so talented. He explained to me when he started painting and what inspires him to paint. I began to see a totally new side to Wyatt foreman.

We spent the rest of evening talking and getting to know each other , I like this. I enjoy Wyatt's company even though we didn't do anything elaborate like what normal dates would be like. I had a great time with him.

Before it got too late Wyatt brought me home. It would have been hard for him to explain to his parents what we were both doing home alone and being that I'm not his girlfriend or anything as yet we thought its best to avoid all that drama.

I promised to have a second date with him and who knows, we'll see how it goes after,maybe eventually I'll get to be his girl friend. I can tell that Wyatt isn't one of those guys who likes to rush into things, he didn't even attempt to kiss me during our final conversation in his car before he dropped me off.

I was a bit disappointed but I'll try to follow Wyatt's speed of doing things, I guess I really needed to kiss someone else to get my mind from thinking about Brandon's kiss, I mean he can't be the only guy who makes me feel this way,I'm sure its like this with every guy's kiss,including Wyatt's own. I guess soon I'll find that out.

I felt my cheeks heating up and I know I was blushing to myself. What is happening to me? Just earlier today I admitted to myself that I loved Brandon and now I find myself liking Wyatt so much. Is it possible to be torn between two guys at the same time?

Its about 7 o'clock in the night now and I'm just coming home, thankfully stef and mike's car wasn't in the drive way ,at least I don't have to explain to anyone where I was.

Feeling tired I went upstairs towards my room to take a quick shower before jumping in my bed to read a book before going to sleep, I'm not feeling hungry since I had an early dinner with Wyatt. Ugh, Wyatt. Why can't I stop thinking about him? Maybe this is for the best, its better for me to have a crush on Wyatt than on some other guy who is living in the same house as I am, you know on a particular someone who only finds joy in humiliating me.

I opened my bedroom door and stepped inside the darkness that engulfed my room. I threw my backpack on the floor, removed my jacket and shoes before turning on the light

"Where were you?" a small shout escaped my mouth as I turned to see a familiar figure sitting on the end of my bed. My heart is beating so fast and loud I placed my left hand on my chest to support my frightened heart.

"What the hell!" My reaction would be more severe if only my heart beat could slow down from beating so fast as a result of my fright

"Weren't I clear enough when I told you to stay away from him?" Brandon got up from my bed and walked towards me, the light in my room radiated on his face, which is pretty much serious at the moment.

"You need to leave"I turned my back to him trying to get the door knob to open the door for him to leave. I felt his hand on my arm an just like that he spun me around to face him

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" my eyes lock focus with his eyes as a result of his high pitched tone of voice, pain and anger are so clearly seen in his eyes, this is the first time I've seen him so angry

"I asked, where were you? Where did he take you for so long?" Seriously? We're back to this stage again, just like that late evening when Wyatt brought me home that same evening when Brandon told me that I'm driving him crazy, God! Even now I still don't  know what he means by that. And precisely,for example like right here,right now. He's the one who's driving me crazy!

"Why are you doing all of this?" I whispered calmly not wanting to add more tension to the maximum tension that had arisen since I stepped foot inside my room

"Cant you see? " he stepped away from me while running his hand through his hair and pacing around my room like someone who's high on drugs or something. What exactly was he asking me to see? and what was it exactly that I am suppose to see?

I know pretty well that brandon hates my gut and maybe that is why he's always on to me to get rid of me but what does that has to do with me staying out late and going out with Wyatt, why does it bother him so much? Could it be that he's into me? Or maybe, was he into Wyatt? My thoughts are running so wild because Brandon is making me so, and I mean sooo confused!

"What am I suppose to see -?" Brandons lips smashed against mine before I got the chance to finish my sentence.

He pushed me against the door and kissed me fiercely, the heat between us became more and more hotter with each movement our lips made in unison, I never felt this close to anyone before and I love the way I'm feeling right now.

"-that I want you" he broke our kissed and whispered against my ear as he sucked on the skin behind my earlobe. How couldn't I have seen this earlier? I always thought that I'm the only one that has feelings for this guy but how and why didn't I see all along that he felt the same?

I don't know when it happened or what triggered it but I found myself responding to him. I use my hands to bring his face back to mine ,as soon as I did I briefly looked at his lips before slamming mine to his .

I miss kissing him so much from our first kiss in the janitors closet it took every power I had inside to not walk up to him and do this. It didn't stop there with kisses,instead I began to undress him by unbuttoning his shirt quickly. I pushed him onto my bed, pulled my blouse over my head and allowed it to fall onto the floor before unzipping my pants.

So much for being tired right?

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