Chapter 11: Seeing Him

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Chapter 11||

I walked up to Bryant's door and fixed my hair. I'd never been to his house before but he wanted me to come over. It felt like we hadn't seen each other in months but in all reality it was probably three days. Three days after the therapy appointment.

He smiled at me when he opened the door and led me in. It felt like I was a high schooler going to my boyfriend's parents' house, but that wasn't the case. "You look great." He smiled.

"If you think sweats and a shirt is great then there's more coming your way." He slightly laughed at me and led me to his couch where we started to watch a movie.

I would be watching it and smile, then I would catch him looking at me. But he was the cutest thing ever. He started to get closer towards me and I didn't want to move. He pulled me towards his body and I could hear his heartbeat pounding.

"So when are you going to tell me about him?" He whispered. I felt color leave my cheeks and I felt shaky, "I just don't think I'm ready to talk about him yet. But I promise one day I'll give you the full story."

He kissed the top of my forehead, "If you want to wait, then I'll wait."

I was falling for this man and falling fast.

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"You hungry yet?" He was in the kitchen and you could tell he was going through the cabinets.

I looked at him and even though he was tall he was on his tippy toes and it made me giggle. "I'm actually quite short."

"Short my butt. You're taller than my brother.. all of my brothers." I giggled. He turned around and wrapped his arms around my waist. "So help me if you start tick-" He turns me around and kisses me deeply. It's like something out of a hallmark movie. He went for the nerd and right now I'm completely okay with it.

He stops kissing me and smiles. "Can I just say you're a great kisser." He whispers into my neck. Then he kisses my neck and my breath hitches.

I push him away and he suddenly looks like Josh. The stupid blue eyes and blonde hair, the stupid smirk, everything about him was stupid.

I thought about the way he would kiss me when he wanted to take advantage of me. How he would try getting closer to everything. He would kiss my neck, try unhooking my bra, and be rough.

"You okay? Hey, you're burning up. What are you thinking about?" He whispered. It was like I was a baby he was trying to call down.

"Um, yeah. I'll be fine, Bryant."

I said his name to convince myself. 

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