Brick Armstrong Fanfic

nine

Brick is walking so fast to his car, I have to run after him.
His fists are balled, he looks angry - but hot.

Okay cringe, I'll stop.

"Do you really wanna let him lay there like this?" I ask, breathing heavily.
-"Yup." he says, getting in his car.

He opens my door from the inside out.
-"Get in, Olivia. It's okay now." he adds, finally calming down.

I get in the car, kinda shocked to be honest.
"Weren't you too hard with him?"
-"No? Thats what he deserved. Don't you remember? He kissed you, Olivia."
"I know."

Brick starts to drive.

We don't really talk until we arrived at Bricks home.

We get out of the car and walk into his room again. It feels like he's been acting different.

I directly turn off the light and take place on his bed.

I close my eyes, but that doesn't last on for long.
Brick turns on the light again.

"Wh...I'm tired." I whine.
-"I think we need to talk" he says, not really focused.

Brick now sits next to me on the bed.

"What? I don't get... Oh. I know. You already got in so much trouble because of me. I'm so sorry, really. I don't know what to-" I start to worry, but Brick interrupts me.

With a kiss.

With a long, passionate kiss.

With a beautiful kiss.

When we... "finished", Brick smiles at me.

-"Was that okay?"
I nodd and smile. I can't say anything.

And there he goes, he's doing it again.
Brick bends over me, so we both are laying.

He starts to pull my tshirt up but I hold him back.
"Not yet" I whisper.

I don't have a clue what made me say that.
Really, no idea.
But I kinda made it awkward.

-"What?" He says, trying to continue.
"No, don't. Not yet..." I say.
-"Oh alright...so, just stop or...?"

-Holaaa its the writer:) thanks for all your support, so many of you like that story and I really appreciate that💛 this is just a short part because so many were asking when the next part is out...another longer part is coming later I guess❣️