I shot up from my bed and glanced around the room. All the boys stood surrounding my bed, holding their phones. "Seriously?" I questioned, grabbing my phone from my night stand.
"Yeah seriously, now get up." Nick said grabbing a pillow and throwing it at me. Times like this, I really despised my brother.
"Why are you so rude?" I questioned, making Brandon and Zion start singing Rude. I chuckled and pushed the heavy blanket off of my body. "Alright can y'all leave while I get ready?"
They all stood up from we're they had made themselves comfortable on my bed, groaning and signing before leaving my room. Once they left, I locked the door just in case and made my way into the bathroom that was connected to my room. I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth, Like I normally would. Once I was finished, I dried my hair and body before walking out of my bathroom and proceeding to find an outfit.
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I grabbed my Victoria's Secret perfume and sprayed some on my neck and wrists. I slid on my shoes and and grabbed my phone before walking out of my room to go downstairs with the boys.
"About time." a voice said as I walked out of my room. I spun around quickly and came face to face with Brandon. "Everyone went downstairs for breakfast. I told them I would wait on you." He explained.
"Oh." I said, still standing by my door, "Hey I know you're a boy and you probably don't care, but does this outfit look alright?" I ask, motioning to my outfit.
"You look beautiful." He said making the heat rise to my cheeks in an instant. "I don't know about you, but i'm hungry." he said, grabbing my arm and practically dragging me down the stairs.
"How old are you?" he asked once we got halfway down the stairs.
"17, almost 18."
"when?"
"December 24th. Christmas Eve," I laugh softly.
"No way, really?" He asks looking at me.
I nod. "Yeah I know it's crazy."
"That's actually pretty close to my birthday. I'll be 18 December 14th. We'll have to do something special for your birthday." He says as we reach the last step.
I could see and hear the boys at the dining room table as me and Brandon walked through the living room. Man, they were pretty loud. As we walked through the kitchen, we were greeted by the rest of the boys.
I grabbed a yogurt cup and sat in the empty seat between Brandon and Nick. As we all ate and became engaged in our own conversations, there was a sudden gasp coming from someone at the table. We turned to find the culprit and it was Brandon.
"Zion! You made me drop my banana." He whined looking down at his half eaten banana, which was now on the wooden floor.
"My bad B." He chuckled, earning laughs from everyone at the table, except for Brandon who was pretty upset about his wasted banana. I placed my finished yogurt on the table and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Someone needs a hug." I said, and before he could respond I wrapped my arms around his neck from behind. "You smell good," I whispered.
"You do too." He smiled and I let go. I grabbed my yogurt cup from the table and walked over to the trash can. When I turned back around, all of the boys were staring at me except for Brandon.
"What?" I asked putting my hands in the air.
"What was that?" Nick asked making me confused. "With you and Brandon?" he added.
"What? He needed a hug." I said, making the boys stare at a now red cheeked Brandon. All at once, they wrapped their arms around Brandon in a group hug.
"You're welcome." I smiled to him as he looked at me with a meek smile
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"Oh my god i'm so tired." I moaned, dragging my feet as we walked out of the movie theater.
"Here," Brandon said stopping in front of me and bending over. "Get on my back." he said turning his head slightly so he could see me from the corner of his eye.
"I'm way too heavy, I'd probably break your back." I said walking ahead of him. Halfway to the car, muscular arms wrapped around my waist lifting my feet right off the ground. A scream fell from my lips, "PUT ME DOWN." I screamed, laughing lightly.
Without saying anything, he continued to carry me to the car. "Thanks for man handling me." I said to him as I buckled up in the back seat.
"You're very welcome." He said poking the top of my nose. I playfully glared at him before taking out my phone as the car started.
