Believe (Christian Beadles love story)

That Night (3)

Brooklyn's POV

      As Christian and I were walking to my house, we actually had a good time. When it started to rain my shirt was sleevless and I didn't have a jacket. So, Christian gave me his. He was a gentleman. We started running because it started raining harder. Christian, of course, was running a little slower than me because he didn't know where he was going.

        All of a sudden, I tripped and fell. I twisted my ankle, but nothing serious. I knew that if I walked it off then it would be fine. But Christian, being the gentleman that he is, insisted on carrying me. I started arguing with him but it was no use. I was wet, and I wanted to go home. When I heard thunder I agreed with Christian that he would carry me and I would direct him to my house.

      When we got to my house we ordered a pizza. Christian was a pretty cool guy and we had a lot in common. We liked the same music, we had the same favorite color and we liked the same movies. It felt like we could talk forever. When I started to walk on my ankle, Christian was very cautious of me. We kept talking for a while before the pizza got there. It seemed as if we could talk forever. After dinner I walked into the living room and turned on the Wii.

"What?" Christian asked as he walked into the room.

"We're gonna play Just Dance" I smiled.

"Are you sure your ankle is okay?"

"Yes Im 100% sure!"

"Good, because I don't want to feel bad for beating you." He smiled cockily.

"Oh, its on!" I challenged. The first song was Dynamite by Taio Cruz. We tied.

"Okay, I was just warming up. re-match?" He asked.

"Well yea, we are not ending in a tie!" I told him. The next song was Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO. We tied again. We ended up playing for two hours until I finally won. I realized it was getting late and he shouldn't be walking home at midnight when its storming. It was a Saturday anyway.

"Do you want to spend the night? I mean, its midnight and its storming." I said.

"Uh, sure do you have a guest room?" He asked.

"Yea, and I have some clothes that Jackson left here." I said as I lead him upstairs. I knew that he didn't know Jackson, but I talked about him earlier so Christian knew a little.

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     I was awoken at 1:21 am due to a thunderstorm and a nightmare. I was scared, so I grabbed my phone to check the weather. It was going to be a really bad storm, like the kind of storm when the electricity goes out. I figured that I should let Christian know so I got up and went to the guest room.

"Christian" I whispered. No answer.

"Christian" I whisper yelled.

"Yea" He mumbled.

"There is a really bad storm coming, and my house doesn't have a basement." I said.

"Here." He said, and he raised the covers up with one arm, gesturing for me to sleep with him.

"What?" I asked.

"You'll be less scared if we're together." he said. I climbed in with him. He slept shirtless, and let me tell you, this kid was BUILT! He had abs!

BOOM! I heard and then saw the hall light go off. Christian put his arm around my waiste and pulled me close. I was so afraid of stroms. And the power went out, great.....

BOOM- KABOOM!!!

I flinched,' that was a loud and terrifying noise!' I thought.

"Shhh...its ok." Christian said and kissed the back of my head. I knew him for only 10 hours that felt like 10 years.

*********Christian's POV

       I woke up the next morning with Brooklyn in my arms. She was facing me, but she was still asleep. She looked like an angel when she slept. So peacful. I really like her. I know I haven't known her for long, but I like her. I decided to get up before her and make breakfest. So I kissed her forehead and got dressed in the clothes that she gave me. I looked back at her, still sleeping silently. I smiled.

      I went down stairs and tried to figure out my way around the kitchen. The fridge had a lot of takeout boxes in it. And with Brooklyn's mom working, take-out was probably normal for them. I ended up finding stuff to make pancakes. So that's what I did.

      I had the whole day planned out for Brooklyn and I. We were going back up to the complex to dance. Its Sunday, so there weren't going to be many people there. I was going to convince her to pursue dancing and not gymnastics. Because I knew that that was what she wanted to do. All of a sudden she pranced down the stairs looking amazing. This was going to be a great day.