Washed Away (Brandon Rogers)

Chapter 10

Cat's POV

I laughed as I tossed some almonds into my mouth while I watched Stuff and Sam on Brandon's channel. Sam is ridiculous but I love him. It's amazing how Brandon brings his characters to life. Brandon is at work right now, probably working on the final episodes of Stuff and Sam. I can't get enough of him lately. It's been a few days since Wesley showed up, and I couldn't believe I told Brandon I love him. I never loved Wesley, but I wanted to be with someone. I was anxious for him to come home so I could tell him again. It's weird to feel this way towards someone when I haven't known them for too long, but my mom always told me that love isn't one way. It can happen any way unless it's forced of course. I hadn't thought about my mom in a while. I miss her, but I know there's nothing I can do now. I felt guilt brew in my chest as I thought about my mother's death. I stared off into space and looked around for something to distract me. I walked into the kitchen and looked through the cupboards. I came across some vodka and climbed onto the counter to get it down. I got back down and opened the bottle, and took a swig as I walked to the couch. I had been mindlessly drinking until the bottle was empty. I put the bottle down on the coffee table and laid down, my head was spinning from the intoxication. After a short while of half-napping on the couch, the front door handle jiggled and Brandon walked in. I smiled really wide as he set down a few bags on the floor and got up. I ran to him and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me back, our lips formed together perfectly. I got my tongue involved and he allowed it to battle his. It turned into a full-blown make-out session, and I moved my hands to his hair for my fingers to tangle in the longer parts of it. Our breathing got heavier and Brandon squeezed his arms tighter around my small frame. I moved my right hand to the back of his neck for support and scratched it lightly. A low moan escaped his mouth into mine and that drove me wild. I broke the kiss and looked into his chocolate eyes, then attacked his neck with small pecks. He moved his neck away and spoke,
"Woah, woah, " he aligned us and looked at me with a concerned expression on his face,
"Are you okay?" I nodded quickly and he shook his head.
"Your mouth reeks of vodka, babe." My stomach both dropped and fluttered at his words. I bit my lip and looked down. Brandon tilted my head up by my chin and smiled at me. He kissed my forehead and pulled my hand to follow him. He sat me down on the couch and took the empty bottle of booze to the kitchen and tossed it in the trash. He came back and plopped down on the couch next to me. He moved his arm over my shoulder and I cuddled into his side, then hummed with satisfaction.

"You're fuckin wasted, Cat." Brandon chuckled and I turned to rest my head on his shoulder and look at him. I gave an innocent smile and stuck out my tongue. He smiled back and patted my head with his free hand. I inched closer, and started licking his neck. He scrunched it up and giggled,
"Why are you being so weird?" Brandon laughed out and I shrugged and laughed back. We sat in silence for a couple minutes, Brandon was twiddling with my hair and I was messing with his T shirt. His phone started ringing and I moved to let him up and got my own phone out from in-between the couch cushions.
"What's up?" Brandon answered his phone casually, and I tuned out the conversation while playing games on mine. He ended the conversation after a couple of minutes and tucked his phone into his pocket.
"Let's go get some dinner." Brandon offered and I shot up to get my shoes on. He stopped me and said
"Not right away, take a shower first. I'll leave your clothes on the bed." He smiled at me and I huffed. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stripped out of my smelly pajamas and stepped into the cold stream. I was completely smashed, and drunk me is a wild bitch. I reached for my phone through the gap in the shower curtain and opened it up. I opened my camera and switched the camera to selfie mode. I moved my arm against my boobs to cover my nipples and pushed up a little. I took a selfie, with only the bottom half of my face showing and my covered boobs were front and center. I released my chest mountains and opened up my messages. I snickered as I sent the tasteful nude to Brandon and started washing up.

Brandon's POV

I sat on the couch and scrolled through my Instagram while Cat was in the shower. I sighed out of boredom when my phone got a text. I opened the message and felt my face heat up when I saw what she sent. I kept staring, and I felt my stomach start to drop. I closed my phone and licked my lips while looking around. For some reason, I was afraid someone was watching. I opened my phone back up and replied to her picture.

Me: I'm not sure how to react

I closed my phone and set it on the coffee table, then I walked into my bedroom to get out Cat's clothes. I pulled a short, velvet burgundy dress with a plunging neckline out of a shopping bag. Similar to the one I dreamt about. I pulled out some black heels from the bag and set them on top. I got a sticky note from my desk and left it on top of the outfit.

Here's your outfit for tonight x

I walked to the kitchen and drank some water while I waited for Cat to finish up. I heard the bathroom door open and her feet padding to the bedroom. The bedroom door quietly shut and I heard her rustling around to get ready. She's going to look so fucking beautiful.

Cat's POV

I wrapped the towel around my body, grabbed my phone and walked to the bedroom, shutting the door behind me. I noticed a bright yellow sticky note on top of a pretty dress and some heels.

Here's your outfit for tonight x

I set the note aside and finished drying my body. I squeezed the water out of my hair with the towel and threw the towel to the side. I walked over to my duffel bag and pulled out some clean panties. I slipped them on and walked back to the bed to slip on the dress. I put on the black heels and walked over to the mirror to look at myself. I felt beautiful. I looked like a model and I couldn't believe what I was wearing. I walked out and found Brandon in the kitchen. When he saw me, his jaw dropped and he didn't look away. I blushed and looked down, and he walked up to pull my head back up. He pulled me into a kiss with his hand on my lower back and I put my hands on his neck. He pulled away and whispered in my ear,

"God, you're stunning."

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First of all, this story has gone from 14 reads to 374 and I am so amazed like oh my god! Thank you so much omg <3

Also..

Here's what the outfit looks like, except Cat's body is a little more fuller, she has bigger boobs and she has black hair ;) she's also pale as fuck so no tan whatsoever lmao