Brandon's POV
I don't chase her. I don't follow her and try to apologize about everything that has broken us. After grabbing Stef's Budweisers , I spend half the night taking gulps of beer and begin rewriting her song. By midnight, I have stacked six cans on top of eachother. Ripping up her old song, I decide to settle the matter with Callie. Stumbling out of my door I begin to bang on Callie's door, sluring my words until I break down and begin to cry as I slide down and put my back against the door. Callie opens the door to my surprise.
Callie's POV
A drunken Brandon stumbles into my room and collaspes on my bed. He begins to apoligize and talks about how he just wants to be with me, how he always has.
" God Brandon, why did you get drunk?" I ask as he begins to get under my covers and kicks his shoes off.
" I'm just going to make myself at home. Oh, wait- this is my home." He says as he begins to laugh. His laughter turns to agony as he begins to double over in pain. I try my best to help him to the bathroom, but we don't get there in time. Dealing with Brandon at that moment was worse than dealing with a three old child. When I asked Brandon to sit, so I'd be able to clean up the mess, he'd stand, when I asked Brandon to go back to his room, he'd walk to mine.
After I am finally done cleaning his mess, I walk back to my room to find a sleeping Brandon snoring. I shut off the light as I crawl into bed beside him. He wraps his arm around me as I kiss his cheek and fall asleep laying beside him.
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Brandon & Callie Foster
Hayran KurguCallie and Brandon have just completed their first year together at Berkley. After Callie finds out that she is pregnant, together Brandon and Callie must struggle to figure out how their lives will be forever changed. As they encounter the hardship...
