The Bad and the Unsure Of. (A Fosters / brallie Fanfiction)

Food Battle/ Flashbacks

Callie's p.o.v.

The sunlight beams through the window of my bedroom. I lift my head and look at my alarm clock on my bedside table. Then I look at Brandon who is laying next to me. I can't help but smile, thinking about how when I saw him standing in my doorway, how I felt all of the broken pieces come back together.

How he makes me feel like I am the most beautiful girl in the world.

I look at every feature on his face. how his lips slighly lift into a smile. How his nose twitches, and how his eyes fluttler lightly when you change the lighting in his view. I am so lost in my admiration of his features, that he makes me jump, when his low, raspy, sexy voice says...

"Morning Beautiful...." He takes his hand and moves the hair out of my face. I bite my lip, trying to hide my smile. He always knows how to make me feel special.

"Morning" I mumble. I put my head deep in his chest, hidding my little giggle. He chuckles lightly, and lifts my head by using his hand under my chin. We stare at eachother, enjoying our presence. We slowly lean in to eachother. We kiss passionatley, and it was something I have never felt. I felt not only happiness, but peaceful. Every time I kiss him its like the fourth of july in my stomach.

"So, I am going to see if anyone is home yet... okay?" I ask in a slight smirk.

"Okay, just hurry, I don't wanna be left waiting...."  He chuckled slightly,

I walked out of my room, and headed downstairs. No one was home yet, which I was happy about. I picked up the note that was on the island and it read...

Hey Callie,

The family went out for the day, and decided to let you two sleep. I hope you work something out, Love.

Mom.

I smiled and put the note down on the counter. I am so happy my mom didn't kill us; or me for that matter. I got out ingredients for breakfast, and started towards the steps.

I headed upstairs, and when I walked into my room, I saw a shirtless Brandon looking through his duffle bag, in the same place he left it last night.  I was so lost in thought, that I didn't hear him. just saw him smirking at me.

Brandon's p.o.v.

I am about to put my shirt on when I see Callie staring at me in the doorway. I chuckle, she jogs out of it.

'what?' She asks confused.

"like what you see?" I say gesturing to my abdomen...

"oh... I dont know.... I mean i've seen better.." she says now smirking at me.

I walk over to her, dropping the shirt in my hand, on the floor, and pull her close by her waist.

"Oh, really?" I nuzzle my face in her neck, I can now feel her cheeks lift into a smile. So it automaticaly makes me smile.

"Yeah." I lift my head to look at her beautiful face. She smirks at me and breaks the silence.

'So...  the crew is gone for the day... so that means we have the whole day to oursleves....." She then bites her lip..... I drop my head backwards looking at the celing

 :God, please don't do this to me.... " I say in defeat.

"What?" She asks with curiosity, clear in her voice. I move my hand to her cheek, and caress it gently.

'Bite your lip... it drives me crazy, you just make me want to kiss you....."

"Oh really now... well you can... I mean if you want to.." She says in a seductive, yet confident tone.