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Brandon- To my ex; request

Requested by PrettyMixerr

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I was about 2 minutes away from the home Brandon and I shared. Tour had ended early so I decided to come home without telling Brandon to surprise him.

I finally parked my car beside Brandon's in the garage. I was too excited to see him that I left everything in the car and dashed off.

When I first walk in, everything is silent. It was when I walked further in that I heard movement and muffed sounds. "Brandon I'm home." I poke my head inside his recording studio.

All of his stuff appeared as if he had left it in the middle of a project. I think nothing of it and shut the door. As I begin to move towards the staircase, the sounds grow a little louder. With every step I take, the continue to get louder. I follow them to our bedroom. "Brandon?"

I slowly open the door thinking I'd be met with Brandon's beautiful face. Instead, I'm met with a naked girl on top of him.

"Are you fucking serious?!" I scream.

The girl goes tumbling off of Brandon, frantically searching for her clothes. Brandon slowly sits up and squints. "Tara? But I thought you were and?"

"I don't want to fucking hear it Brandon. I just want you to know how much I fucking trusted you and how loyal I was to you this whole time. We're through." I storm out.

Brandon chases me, yelling my name and cursing under his breath. He seemed to go down the steps more carefully then usual but I pay no mind to it as I head to my car. Once I start my car, I'm backing out of the driveway and flying off. Brandon chases me all the way to the end of our street before collapsing.

I pull into Elle's driveway within 5 minutes. Quickly turning off the car, I head for her door. After the first knock, Elle answers the door.

"Hey babe, I wasn't expecting you. Everything good?" Elle smiles.

As soon as she finishes her sentence, I break down.

"Oh babe, no. Come here." Elle steps outside to hug me and lead me into her living room.

She sits me on the couch and continues to hug me.

"He...he cheated...on....on me." I whine.

Elle doesn't say anything for a minute, just comforting me. "Babe you deserve the world. Brayden didn't give you the world."

I laugh as best I can. "It's Brandon."

"Does it really matter anymore? He's just some douche bag now. He's not worth your tears."

"Yes he is."

"No he's not, trust me. Now tomorrow we'll go pick up Britney and Lillian and we'll go get your stuff and bring it here. For tonight you can borrow my stuff. Sound good?" She grabs my hands.

I slowly nod as tears start to fall again.

Elle wipes my face. "And there will certainly be no crying about some stupid boy tonight unless it's about a movie deal?"

"Deal I guess." I sigh.

"Good. Now let's get confortable and watch movies." Elle drags me upstairs to her room.

***3 months later***

We all run off stage after preforming our new song at the VMAs.

"Did you see him?" Lillian takes the nearest seat.

"Yeah, we stared at each other for like half the song." I take the seat next to her.

"Hope he knows it's about him." Brittany plops down on the couch.

"It was pretty obvious in my opinion. I mean geez the song literally says B i hope you're well." Elle sits beside Brittany.

We all laugh.

"Well, I guess we'll never know. But anyways, I'm heading home. Early morning." I stand up.

"You're really going to pass up an opportunity to celebrate our first awards show performance?" Lillian lightly grabs my shoulder.

"I have to be at the studio by 6:30. I'd rather not be hungover but thanks guys. I'll take up that offer another day." I grab my purse.

They all sigh as they rush over to hug me. Everyone says their goodbyes until Elle is the last one left.

"Call me when you get home. Be careful." She hugs me tightly.

"I promise. Bye." I swipe my key out of my purse before walking out.

***********

I wrap myself up in a blanket as Netflix loads on my tv. I grab the bowl of popcorn and get comfortable as I choose a movie. As soon as I finally decide on a movie, the doorbell rings.

"Seriously," i mumble. "Coming!"

I grab the baseball bat hanging on the wall by my guest room as I head to the door. I carefully open the door just in case it was a crazy fan. Instead, I'm met with a very sleep deprived Brandon. He immediately removes himself from leaning on the doorway when the door is fully opened.

"Why are you here?" I pull the robe tighter around me.

"I need to talk to you." He inhales sharply.

"Like what? That you cheated on me while I was being loyal-"

"I love you, and I always will."

My eyes grow wide. "Brandon."

"Tara, from the moment I saw you singing in that sound booth I've loved you. The girl who was in bed with me that night had taken advantage of my drunken state. At the club I had gotten drunk with Nick and Austin. She had came up to me and I thought it was you. I really wanted it to be you. I've never forgiven myself for that night. I need you back in my life Tara. When I'm with you I get this feeling that I only feel when I'm with you and I miss it. I fucking miss you Tara. Please take me back." Brandon fights back tears as he wipes his face.

I wipe my eyes. I fucking missed him too. I didn't know what to say. "Brandon I..."

I DONT REALLY KNOW WHY BUT I REALLY FELT LIKE A CLIFF HANGER SORRY!! I've been sick already and drowning in school work bc of my work based learning stuff but I'm back for the weekend.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!