Finally Free [Gavin Free][Undergoing Editing]

Open House and Pool Party

Bree and I cuddled on the couch watching all the Marvel movies and even switching to Star Wars. We cooked popcorn, ordered greasy pizza, and finished the day off with large bowls of ice cream. I knew I was going to regret the extra pounds later, but it made Bree feel good, so I didn't complain.

"How are you and Gavin?" She asked, spooning a large bite of strawberry ice cream into her mouth. I looked over to her, raising an eyebrow.

"Fine. We are hopelessly in love," I leaned on her for dramatic effect, fanning myself with my hand. She giggled, pushing me off her. "You know, it's all movielike material shit." I smiled. Her smile resembled mine, but more ghost-like. I could tell it pained her to know that I was living the romantic life and enjoying every minute of it while she was in a rough patch with her boyfriend. But I could also tell she was happy for me.

"That's great! You planning on sliding a ring on that finger?" She waggled her fingers like Barbs had done. I laughed, shaking my head.

"We've only been dating for a couple of months, Bree. I'm not ready to commit." I spooned a chocolate ball of ice cream into my mouth.

"What happens if he does something? What if he proposes tomorrow or sometime next week?" She was starting to get excited, her eyes beginning to ignite a healthy glow.

"I don't think he's even ready to make a huge commitment. I mean, sure we said we loved each other, but anything can happen between now and next week." I shrugged. Hey, I had to state a fact I wasn't wanting to tread upon, but I had to. Anything could happen during the next couple of days. Bree stared at me, incredulously.

"You're such a downer!" She smacked my arm, making me gasp in pain. "You guys are my OTP. Team Javin forever!" She giggled and I groaned at the name. Michael was the one to come up with it and I always hated the name. Even the fans were using it, still not knowing that Gavin and I were actually together. I was happy to see Bree's smile and to hear that beautiful laughter of hers.

*

Bree offered to come to an open house with me for a flat that Gavin and I had written down the next day. It was only 10 minutes away from the office, had two bedrooms, and the pool we thought would be a great addition. When Burnie came home that night, he was surprised when he saw Bree, but didn't hesitate to bring her in for a comforting hug.

"This might be the place where you and Gavin can finally have some proper alone time." Bree smiled to me as we entered. The opening was big, might I say. The ceilings were vaulted and the windows to my right let in natural light, which was a big plus! The kitchen connected with the living area and a long hallway led to where the two bedrooms were and the single bathroom. Bree started to get the idea that maybe she could live with me if I got this place.

"I thought you said this would be the perfect place for Gavin and I?" I laughed, looking at the kitchen.

"Oh, it is. But I mean, maybe you can squeeze in some space for me? You know, with the whole Ray thing, I don't even know if our relationship can survive." She chuckled, but I stopped to stare at her on my way to check the bathroom.

"Excuse me? What are you saying?" I said, shaking my head. I couldn't believe she was actually giving up! We just talked!

"Well," she shrugged, moving past me to lead me to the loo. "It seems like we can't communicate well, so our relationship will just...probably shatter." I pulled on her arm to make her stop. I couldn't believe what she was saying! She was the one with the poor communicative skills!

"You're the one not opening up to him. So, of course he's going to either push you away or push you into speaking. If you can't take the heat, don't let the pot simmer until it starts boiling over." She rolled her eyes and sighed.