Singular

15 ☆Memories☆

Brinley's POV

I got into my house, my mind going crazy trying to decode everything that had happened in that dinner. So I guess George likes me...?

My body shivered, he thought of George liking me just seems so unreal, maybe he was just trying to mock his brother. But why use me to mock him?

I sighed heavily as I made my way to the kitchen to grab a drink huffing every now and then thinking about the events.

"Boy problems?" I almost dropped my glass as I heard my sister speak. She must have seen all my weird expressions, she knows me too well, she knows whenever I huff too much it's because I can't figure something out.

"I-it's not about a boy..." I looked away, my cheeks getting hotter each moment. I know, I'm the worst liar in this entire universe.

"Alright then... if you say so." She paused for a moment, I sighed in relief, I'm glad she did not keep asking, I will eventually tell her, I'm just not in the mood to talk right now. "Anyway, how are your college applications going?" Shit.

"Ally we've talked about this already, I told you I might do some courses on cloth designing or art I don't know yet." I rolled my eyes, I know she worries about my future, but I've told her having a degree in engineering is not what I want or medicine or anything that is not art but she still does not understand.

"You know how I feel about all that art thing Brin, it's not sustainable to make a living out of it." I crossed my arms in front of my chest. I really can't believe we're having this conversation once again for like the millionth time, I'm officially done.

"I'm not talking again about this Ally, good night." Without letting another word be said, I made my way to my bedroom throwing myself onto my bed. I seriously don't understand why she can't just accept what I want. I mean, I guess somehow she's right, but I know I can do a lot.

Few minutes after I got to my room there was a knock on the door, I sighed hoping it wasn't Ally, I really can't argue with her right now. The door opened slowly revealing the face of my dad standing with a soft smile by the door.

"Hey dad." I gave him a soft smile and he walked in slowly.

"Are you okay sweetie? I heard you and Ally fight, I know she can be burdening sometimes but she just wants what's best for you honey you know that." He spoke with such I soft voice I'd go mad if I stop hearing someday.

"I know dad, I just can't understand why can't she accept what I want, even you have accepted it and you are a higher authority for me." I rolled my eyes but dad just chuckled

"Rebellious as always huh? Your mother always said that you would grow to be a rebellious artist like her, she was competely right." He smiled sadly at the memory of my mother. It is true, my mom was a rebellious artist, till her life got taken away after giving birth to my little brother who also died at the same moment she did.

I wiped a small tear from my cheek and my dad did as well. That happened many years ago, but it is still hard to get over it.

That was the moment I decided I wanted to be an artist, just like my mother, I know she would've loved fulfilling her dream of showing her art to the world, that's why her passion became my passion and that's what I want to do.

"Just follow your heart okay Brin?" My dad hugged me before getting up from the bed making his way towards the door, leaving me behind with a wide smile on my face.

"Oh and Brin? Stop worrying about that Garrett kid, I'm sure he likes you too." He laughed right before closing the door leaving my mouth gaping at his comment.

What is he even talking about, why does he think I like Garrett? Am I really that noticeable?

Shaking the thoughts off I put some soft music on the background then changed into my pjs and sat at my desk to sketch something to relief some stress, I really need this after what happened with Garrett and then Ally.

I was concentrated in the sketch I was drawing when I heard my phone vibrate, my heart immediately started beating faster at the thought that it could be Garrett who had texted me.

I grabbed the phone quickly opening the message only to realize it was indeed Garrett, my heart stopped after I read it.

"Wanna hang out tomorrow?" I squealed a little. Gosh I'm so glad he doesn't hate me after what happened at his house. I waited a few minutes so I don't seem desperate because I think I've embarrassed myself in front of him more than enough.

"Sounds good! Rusty's 12 pm?" I replied with a huge smile on my face, then waited impatiently for his reply fidgeting with my fingers. Then he finally replied two thumbs up and a smiley face.

I have to make sure I don't embarrass myself again, and I have to dress something nice, I literally have nothing. Okay I should go to sleep and stress tomorrow, yes.

I laid down on bed hoping to get some sleep so I don't look like a zombie tomorrow, but I kept twisting and turning. Alright I guess I'm not sleeping tonight.

Why do I have to be so excited?

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Guess I needed that little break to realize that I love and need to finish this story haha so here's another chapter for you all, I hope you're enjoying it! 💜