Closer - Browan

Chapter Twenty Six

Rowan's POV

I flutter my eyes open and rolled around. I accidentally rolled on top of Brandon, waking him up.

"Dude- babe." Brandon groans.

"Sorry." My face flushes of embarrassment. "I forgot you were here."

I got up and got ready. When I finished, I walked back to my room and see Brandon still laying there. I didn't want him to just... lay there all day. "Come on Brandon, get up." I shook him.

"No." Brandon whines. I pulled his arm but he wouldn't get up.

"There's burritos in the kitchen." I lied.

"No there's not." Brandon frowns.

"Are you okay?" I asked, kneeling down to the bed and touching his forehead.

"I just... don't wanna get up." Brandon mumbles, shoving his face into the pillow.

"You're gonna have to." I frowned. "Your breath stinks. I can't kiss you with that breath. You should get up and brush it." I said, hoping he'd get up.

He doesn't move. "You're such a whore." I say sarcastically, walking into the bathroom.

I looked through the cabinet and found a new toothbrush. I rinse the toothbrush, putting toothpaste on it. I grab the trashcan and brung it to my room, putting it next to the bed. I went back and grabbed a cup of water. I went back to my bedroom, setting it on the night stand.

"Open up." I said, trying to shove the toothbrush in his mouth. Brandon opens his mouth.

I start brushing his teeth. Brandon had his eyes closed and he looked like a fucking idiot. I kept laughing the whole time.

"Spit." I held the trashcan up. Brandon spits out. I grabbed the cup of water, handing it to him. He rinses his mouth. I put everything back into the bathroom.

"You're so extra for doing that." Brandon groans.

"Desperate times calls for desperate measures." I said.

"What's for breakfast?" Brandon asked.

"I don't know, what do you want?" I asked.

"Tater tots." Brandon says, his cheeks turning red.

"Okay, get up." I said.

"Fuck." Brandon groans.

"You ain't getting anything then." I shrugged.

Brandon gets up. I smirked. "I thought burritos would make you wake up."

"I'm just hungry and you're being a bum." Brandon says.

I looked up and down at him. He was wearing grey sweatpants and he was shirtless. His hair was messy. I-

Why do I have to be on my period?

"Take a picture. It'll last longer." Brandon pecks my lips. I accidentally felt his abs. Holy abs.

"Since when did you change your pants?" I asked.

"Why you looking down there?" He smirks.

"Oh um," I blushed, "Nothing. Come on let's go make some breakfast."

We went to the kitchen, making breakfast. When we were done, Brandon leans against the counter and I was feeding him tater tots. He acts like a princess.

"You're such a princess." I said.

"Says you." Brandon says.

"Dude never in my life I've acted like a princess." I chuckled.

"True, true." Brandon giggled.

"Where were you guys last night?" Trevor walks in.

"Oh, we went to Sean's party." I said.

"He didn't invite me." Trevor says awkwardly.

"Oh." Brandon's face flushed. "I thought you got invited but didn't show up."

"The party wasn't really worth it anyways." I said. "He has a bitchy girlfriend."

"Ouch." Trevor says.

I heard my phone go off. I grab it from my pocket.

Sean: brandon isn't answering his phone. is he okay?

Rowan: yeah. he's perfectly fine. he's just being a princess and im feeding him.

Sean: haha, okay. i just wanted to say sorry for last night. marie can be a bitch. she's a bitch when shes drunk. she's just... gone through a lot.

Rowan: havent we all gone through a lot?

Sean: yeah... anyways, talk to you later.

I sighed.

"Who was it?" Brandon asked.

"It was Sean. He was apologizing for Marie being a bitch. She's a bitch because she was drunk." I said.

"Eh, whatever. Brandon shrugs.

"Do you and Marie have a... past?" I asked awkwardly.

"What do you mean?" Brandon asked.

"Last night... she looked at you like she was in love with you or something." I said.

"I don't know her. Even if I do, I don't remember her. She probably thought I was cute. I mean, I am pretty cute." Brandon says, smirking on the 'cute' part.

"It's okay if you have a past together. Just be honest with me." I said.

"We don't." Brandon says. "I don't know her. I would've just told you if we had a past together."

"Okay." I sighed.

"You don't trust me?" Brandon asked.

"No, I do." I said.

"Then stop asking me questions. You make it seem like you don't trust me and I don't want that to happen again." Brandon sighs.

"I just- you once were a liar and I don't know, Brandon." I frowned.

"Look, Marie and I don't have a past together. I don't know her. I don't like her. We didn't fuck, we didn't kiss, we didn't date. She's a bitch and I don't like bitches. The only person I have eyes for is you." Brandon says. "I'm in love with you, okay? I would never do anything to hurt you."

I nodded, wrapping my arms around him. "Sorry... I just kind of got suspicious. I don't wanna lose you. Ever." I said. Brandon kisses my forehead and I rest my head on his shoulder.

random question, but do ya'll listen to the spotify playlist i made while you're reading this?