brandon's pov
y/n and i we're driving back from dinner and the night was going pretty well, we've been together for a couple months now and all i can say is that i'm whipped as fuck and i cant stand it. she just makes me feel some typa way and i can't help but always be around her. she makes everything better and she makes me happy.
recently we've been house hopping from each other's homes. i would spend the night at her apartment for a couple nights a week and she would come to the pretty much house on the weekends. the schedule was convenient for us both especially with her schooling, our house was on the way to her school and it couldn't have worked better.
but i couldn't help but think how things could be if she moved in with me. it's been the only thing on my mind and i think our relationship is ready for something bigger. i talked to the boys and they didn't mind y/n moving in with me. they adored her. she was always so nice to everyone and helped out around the house. she insisted. she was mine and i couldn't be luckier.
i remove one of my hands from the steering wheel grabbing her hand kissing the top. she shows that beautiful smile of hers that makes my heart do backflips. god damn she was stunning. she never thought so though.
"babe. i've been thinking lately. a lot actually." i start.
"well i'm glad you've been thinking." she chuckles at her own joke which wasn't that funny but her laugh makes it funny.
"anyways." i shake my head grinning. "i love having you around, and i love waking up to you every morning and i was thinking, what if you moved in with me? the boys and i are moving to a bigger house next month and i would love for you to live with me. i really like you, i like us. together." i pull up to a stop sign about a couple blocks from her house where i was supposed to be dropping her off because she argued that she wanted to be home for work the next morning. the street was dead so i decided to put the car in park and focus my attention on her response.
"b i don't know. i don't think the boys want me around since it's the prettymuch house i mean that's not my place to stay. it's the house for the boys and i think what we have going right now is great but this is just to fast for me i think." she looked really upset for some reason. her chest rising up and down rapidly and her hands got shaky and sweaty and she pulled them away from mine leaving my hands with coolness from the lack of her touch.
"y/n you don't have to make a decision now. i don't mean to rush you or anything we can take things slow it's no problem. i agree everything is going great and that's the thing. you make me feel something. and it's more than just seeing each other at this point. i just really like you. a lot. but i get it, if it's too much we can keep what we have now." i reassure her placing my hand on her thigh rubbing circles with my thumb. she starts to relax. i can tell. she grabs my hand removing it from her thigh and connecting it with her hand putting it up to her face resting it on her cheek. i give her a smile of empathy and i can feel something wet hit my wrist. and i see her tears reflecting from the streetlights.
"baby tell me what's up." i wipe her tears away brushing my free hand through her hair.
y/n's pov
he wipes my tears away brushing through my hair giving me goosebumps, calming me down. i let him do this for awhile until i collect my thoughts and figure out what to say. this wasn't too quick for me at all. i feel a way for brandon i've never felt for anyone else but i'm scared. i'm scared to get hurt let alone hurt him.
"i'm just scared. it's not that i don't want to be with you, because i do i really do. i'm
just scared to commit and i've always had a problem with it. it's just so hard for me and everyone seems to not have problems with it. like how hard is it just to love someone and be there for them. but it's just so damn hard for me." i cry harder gripping his hand tighter. i rest my head on the head seat trying to calm my cries and i look up to see brandon drop a tear onto the center console. he wipes the wetness on his cheeks faster than i could trying to pretend it didn't even happen.
"see i'm already hurting you. just take me home b." i say losing the grip on his hands putting on my seatbelt.
"i'm not moving the car. your not hurting me y/n. i just hate seeing you upset. you don't need to be scared to love me. we can take things slow and if something bothers you just tell me. please. i really like you. i don't want to be with anyone else." i nod my head wiping away my already dried tears giving a soft smile.
"can we go back to your house tonight instead?" i speak up after a few minutes. "i just need to pick up some clothes from my apartment if that's okay with you." i mention again.
he puts the car in drive and says "why wouldn't it be okay baby?" he races to my apartment genuinely excited for our sleepover and parks in the lot waiting for me to grab my stuff. i come back down with a small bag and get back in his car.
"my baby's coming home with me tonight!" he shouts while putting in his aux blaring the music.
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