I woke up the next morning tired and confused. I looked around me and realized that I wasn't in my own bed. This was Brandon's bed!
I looked around me, taking it all in. The darkness, the smell of wine, and the faint, very faint, smell of my perfume.
Then I looked down and saw my clothes in a pile on the floor. This was NOT good. I had expected this to be just a simple date night. Dinner and hanging out after. But this had gone too far.
I hardly even knew him. I looked over at Brandon who was still peacefully sleeping. He wasn't worried at all! I quietly got out of bed and got dressed. I put my hair up in a messy bun that didn't look nearly as nice as it had the night before. My makeup was splotched all over my face too.
Maybe I looked sexy last night, but I certainly didn't look sexy now! I went into the bathroom and washed the makeup off my face. I had to get out of here.
When I got to his front door I realized that I didn't have a way of getting home. Brandon had come to pick me up. I could call Cece, but that was if all else failed. She would make this into a big thing and probably spread a rumor that I was pregnant.
All I really wanted now was to get out of this! I closed my eyes. This wish had been nice, and this life had been wonderful, but it was time for me to move on.
Just as I was about to say my wish I heard footsteps behind me and then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Brandon. He was half dressed with some old gymm shorts. His hair was messy from a good night's sleep and my lipstick had stained his mouth.
"Wait! Where are you going Babe?"
"Home.", I siad firmly.
"What, is there something wrong?"
"Well, not exactly, I just need to rest for a while a-", but he cut me off before I could finish.
"Oh, well I can take care of that right here! I've got plenty of rooms upstairs."
".....at home.", I finished.
"Ah, I see. Well, don't leave without this.", he said and then handed me a pregnancy test.
"What? No. You......um, you keep it. Why do you have this anyway?"
"For nights like this. I mean, this is only our second night together but I just kept it to be safe. You didn't take it last time either."
Wait.....so we had done this before? How much of this life had I missed?
"Hailey, just take it. It would make me feel better.", he said.
"Oh, fine. Now, can you drive me home?"
"Alright."
Reluctantly, I got into his car, even though I had been the one who asked me to drive him home. The only reason I did was because at least he wouldn't keep bugging me about everything like Cece. But the ride was awkward because neither of us spoke. I just wanted to wish myself out of this mess, and Brandon couldn't seem to understand why I wanted to leave.
He also didn't seem to get that it was strange that he just randomly kept pregnancy tests around his house. I took it and had it in my purse, but I wasn't going to use it. At least I didn't think I would. I was glad when we finally arrived at my house.
I got out of the car and turned to look at Brandon. I guess it was a little sad that I wasn't going to see him again, because as soon as I got in the house, I was going to wish this all away. I looked at his face. He wasn't looking at me, he was looking at the floor of the car.
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The Power Of Wishes (Editing)
Teen FictionWhat would you do if all your wishes could come true? When 16-year-old Hailey is given the power to make all her wishes come true, she gets herself into an adventurous, fun, and yet very troublesome situation. She reaizes, however, that having every...