Y/n's P.O.V.
Another day lazying around at the Rowland household. Brandon and I did basically everything at their house. From cooking, movie nights, cuddling, sleepovers, YouNows, we did it all.
One night while we were finishing up making some cupcakes with Ashton, Brandon pulled me aside. I turned to face him as he held my hands in his.
"We need to talk," Brandon said. I swear that that is one of the worst four worded sentences ever.
I panicked. "About?" I tried to make him finish.
"Well, we have been together for a few years, and we basically spend every second of the day together, so I wanted to ask if you wanted to move into a new house with me?" Brandon smiled.
I pulled him into a hug. "Of course!" I screach.
"Amazing!" Brandon and I went back over, and helped Ashton frost the cupcakes.
"I love you, Brando," I laugh as he danced around the kitchen like a flamingo, soon making his way over to where Ashton and I were standing.
Brandon dipped his finger in the chocolate frosting, and smeared it on my nose. "Awe, I love you more babygirl," he placed a kiss on my lips. "I can't wait to see what the future holds for us."
