My Messy Life

Chapter 8

 I woke up in a panic, not knowing where I was. Strong arms were around my waist and I was completely naked. I tried to sit up and move away from the hard body behind me but the hands just gripped me more.

"Davis, go back to bed." Brandon's voice shocked me and reminded me where I was.

"I slept so well I forgot where I was." I laughed slightly and turned over in his arms, resting on his chest. "How did you sleep?"

"Are you kidding? After last night I slept like a baby." He kissed my forehead and ran his hand up the back of me, making me break out in goose bumps.

"I'm glad I was so boring that I could put you to sleep." He and I both knew I was joking but I liked hearing him tell me he liked being with me. He had so much more experience than me that some reassurance was needed.

"Boring wasn't the word I would have used to describe last night. Flexible or repeatedly. Or hey even amazing would work."

"Now you're just making up things to make me feel good about myself." I slapped his chest playfully and he caught my hand to stop me from pulling away.

"I cannot tell a lie. You are amazing. I'd never guess that I'm the only man you've been with." I wasn't sure if that was a complement or not and the questionable look on my face must have said so because his face scrunched up like he was in trouble and started speaking before I could.

"That wasn't a bad thing. Not at all. I meant you and I are perfect together, in every way. I don't feel like I have to be anyone but myself with you. Making love to my beautiful woman is amazing. You are amazing, Davis." He kissed me softly and I felt my face turn red at his complement to me.

"So, are we going to go to class today? We really should." I rolled over so I was lying on Brandon's chest, looking at his face.

"I suppose. I don't want to, especially since you're lying on top of me. How about we stay like this all day and try class tomorrow?" He rolled us over so he was laying on me and holding my arms above my head. His beautiful eyes were looking right at me and I couldn't help but feel so special at this very moment. I bet a million girls would love to be in my place. A million girls would love to hear Brandon tell them he loved them. I don't know how I got so lucky but I wasn't going to mess this one up.

I finally got Brandon up and out of bed for class. We may have been a little late but we still made it. I promised him I would call him if anything happened with Erica or Mike but I seriously doubted anything would.

I went into my first class and sat down, getting out my notebook and pen. I had my English class that I loved and hated all at the same. English was my favorite subject for some insane reason. I loved the words and everything about them. Nerd, I know but the teacher for this class was so boring. It was lecture after lecture and if I wasn't interested in all of the books I had to read for this class I would have dropped it by now.

"Excuse me?" A feminine voice asked from beside me. I looked over to see this pretty, younger girl leaning towards me.

"Yeah?"

"My pen just ran out of ink. Do you have another one I can borrow please?"

I nodded my head yes and handed her the pen in my hand. "Thanks," She whispered at me and I nodded at her again and gave her a smile. I grabbed my bag off the floor and dug around for another pen. I slid my finger over a piece of paper and I pulled my finger out quickly, sticking it in my mouth. Dang that really hurt. I opened my bag wider to see a piece of paper folded in half, stuffed in the bottom of my bag. I reached for it again and pulled it out.

Davis,

Do you really think this is over? Brandon will always be mine. Brandon and I have something special that you and he will never have. We have a past. You have no kind of future with him. It's probably best if you just leave him now so I don't have to break your heart or your face later.