As I grabbed his arm, I felt scared. Like a shiver shattered my spine. I realized SHIT! I'M IN MY BOXERS! My face lit up pink I let go and scrambled to my couch. Brandon glanced over "Kwite are yo-" he snickered. I turned blood red "SHUT UP, IT ISN'T FUNNY!" Brandon couldn't stop laughing. "Hahahah!" He kept repeating "IT ISN'T A BIG DEAL! STOP IT!" he caught his breath then sighed as he wiped a tear. "I'm sorry, you're just so cute when you are mad!" CUTE?!?! THIS SHIT HEAD THINKS I'M CUTE?!? "BITCH TAKE THAT BACK!" He started laughing again. Now I'm 5'4 while Brandon is 5'10 so I predicted what he was gonna say next...
I was right ..
"Oh my god kwite, you are so cute when you are pissed! You are also so tiny!" He chuckled. I stood on the sofa and ran and jumped across my coffee table. I then jumped down and ran to where he was and tackled him. "Take it back!" I yelled.
"How do you ask?" He said in a smug tone. I pinned him. He blushed heavily. My legs were in between his, making his legs spread out. I lowered my face close to his. He blushed more. "W- hey there buster, you're a little bit close..." SHIT! I AM! I got up and ran downstairs. I could hear his masculine and handsome laughter. Bullshit he likes me. Probably got dared by Ani and Henry or something. He entered my room without knocking. "Hey I could have been getting dressed! You should knock." I said warningly. He put on his smug smile "Why should I when it's you and I here... Alone~" No... Hell no..." I accidentally backed against a wall. My back went THUD! as it hit the wall. "BRANDON NO!" he got super close, I flinched. He chuckled. "Y- You should have seen yourself! You were so scared!" He walked over and pulled my hood off, ruffled my hair, and hugged me. "Kwite can we go to the bar?"
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Third chapter: the bar
