promise // matthew espinosa

Chapter 28

~ Brianna

I had such a great time filming videos with all the guys. I was really going to miss them.

"Bye guys! Thanks again!" I yelled back, leaving the house with Matt.

I waved and followed Matt to the car.

"Did you have a good time?" He asked.

"The best! Thank you so much Matt."

He gently grasped my chin and kissed me.

"I love you."

He started the car. On the way back, we blasted music and sang along to every song we knew. It was eventually getting late. When we finally arrived, Matt crashed into his bed and fell asleep. I was laying with him, growing a bit sleepy myself, when I heard a knock on the door. I turned to see Shawn.

"Hey Shawn," I said.

I got up from my position on the bed and walked over to him.

"Hey Booboo."

"What's up?"

"Wanna film that Youtube video?"

"Yea I'd love to."

He led me to his room. His bed wasn't made and his guitar was laid on the floor.

"Sorry, it's kind of messy."

"It's alright. Wanna sing Don't?"

"Sure. Uhmm, you wanna make sure we have the harmony before we start?"

I nodded slowly and sat down on one of the chairs he set up for filming. He fixed the lighting and pressed record on the camera. As he walked over to me, he picked up his guitar. He strummed, slowly, as if he was unsure of what he was playing.

La la da la la

I joined in and corrected the harmony as we sang. My voice cracked about halfway through the song. I stopped singing.

"You okay?" he asked.

I nodded again.

"Why don't we stop there and see how we sound."

As we watched, Shawn kept telling me how good I was. We filmed one more time and thought it was good enough. It didn't take long to edit. He was getting ready to click "upload" in a matter of minutes.

"Ready?"

"Ready."

He hesitantly clicked. I sighed in relief.

"So I heard you filmed some videos with o2l?" He said.

"Yea, Matt and me."

"Why don't we watch them together?"

"Alright."

It was kind of nice to recap all the amazing memories with the o2l gang. Connor's video was the Q&A, Ricky's was a vlog from Sky High, Sam's was the "What's in my Mouth" challenge, Jc's was a skit, Trevor's was a cover of Clocks, and Kian's was "Looking into the Brain of a Girl". I didn't really like the way I looked in them. I can't do anything about it now.

"You look like you had a great time," Shawn said.

I could hardly keep my eyes open. I was literally falling asleep.

"Goodnight Sleepyhead," was the last thing I heard from Shawn's mouth before sleep finally took over.

I woke up in Matt's bed. He wasn't there. I ran downstairs and throughout the upstairs hallways, calling for everyone. Not a single soul. I ran down to the beach. No one. I called and texted. No answer. Did they leave me? What time is it? I checked my phone.

2:15 pm

Oh my God. I'm alone. All alone. I grabbed a pillow from my bed and screamed into it. As loud as I could. How could they all leave me here? Alone. I gathered all of the blankets in the room and sat myself in the corner, piling the blankets over myself. I held my phone in my hand. Texting and calling. About a half an hour later, I heard a door downstairs open and close. Footsteps up the stairs. Up to my room.

"Brianna?"

I jumped out of the blankets.

"HAYES!!"

I tackled him onto the floor and smothered him in hugs.

"WHERE HAVE YOU PEOPLE BEEN?" I yelled.

He cursed under his breath.

"We were supposed to have someone stay here with you," he mumbled, cursing again.

"Where is everyone else?"

"They-they went to a movie. I was the only one that remembered that you-you umm, that someone had to stay here with you."

"Oh, okay."

"What? Is Pooh-Bear not good enough for you?"

"I'm just hoping I don't get caught in the black hole in your nostrils."

He laughed and swooped me up onto his back.

"What do you want to?" he asked.

"I don't know."

"Well I brought you Subway."

I went silent. What do I say?

"I-I'm not hungry."

"Brianna?.."

"I'm not!"

"Matt told me you have to eat."

"But I-"

He threw me down onto the couch. There was a ham and cheese sandwich sitting on the coffee table in front of me.

"Eat," he commanded.

I reached for the cup of lemonade beside the sandwich.

"No, the sandwich."

I groaned and sat back in the couch, staring at the food. I leaned forward and picked up the sandwich in my trembling hands. I've been extremely shaky since I've stopped eating. Hayes was staring me down, not letting me out of his sight. There's no getting out of this one. Ugh, here I go.

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