Callie POV
Brandon drove me back home after the party was over. We somehow had ended up on the couch, caught up in a make out session.
Brandon- we should slow down
Callie- why should we
I kissed him harder.
Brandon- I have to get home soon
Callie- maybe you should stay
Brandon- what do you mean? stay the night?
Callie- well.. yeah, why not?
Brandon- oh.. I um..
Callie- unless you don't want to..
Brandon- no, no baby its not that its just.. tonight's probably not the best night, my moms are expecting me to be right back home..
Callie- oh.. right
Brandon- how about this weekend
Callie- will you be able to get away?
Brandon- sure, I'll just tell moms I'm staying at a friends house
Brandon POV
It was Friday night, I threw a few items in my backpack before heading over to Callie's. As I was packing my phone went off. I looked and was surprised to see Talya was calling me, I immediately hit the ignore button. A few minutes later I got another call from her, this time I picked it up.
Brandon- hello
Talya- hey Brandon
Brandon- what is it?
Talya- um.. I wanted to call and tell you.. this is really awkward but I..
Brandon- just tell me
Callie POV
I placed a few candles around the room. I was trying so hard to make everything perfect tonight. One thing that wasn't working out perfectly was Brandon. He was supposed to be here a hour ago, I called him again but it went straight to voice mail. It was getting late and I was starting to worry. I started to call Brandon again when I heard him coming in the door.
Callie- hey
Brandon- hey
Callie- your late
Brandon- yeah sorry I.. got held up
Callie- what happened?
Brandon- before I came here, I got a call from Talya
Callie- what did she want?
